Twice Inheritor

By Bubbajack

Beta: Grammarly, Self-Proofread

Disclaimer: I don't own HMA, FSN, or Highschool DxD. Nor do I own Rick & Morty or anything else in this fic.

Ch.14: The Fourth Holy Grail War pt. I - Preparations and Summonings.

Izuku looked at the hair his idol was presenting him with and asked, "What's that for?"

The skeletal man looked abashed, "Oh, ah, you need to consume my DNA with my permission to gain my quirk."

Izuku understood quickly enough, "Ah, I see."

Instead of taking the offered hair he swung his legs over the side of the bed and said, "Before I eat that sir, I feel I should provide veracity for my claims."

He proceeded to hit buttons on his belt, and a swirling green portal opened up on the far wall. Nodding towards it Izuku said, "After you, All Might."

The Number One Hero looked at the portal then back at his would-be successor blinking in shock and awe before finally asking, "Young Midoriya, what, no, how did you do that?"

Motioning towards his belt, the boy replied, "This belt lets me create portals to other dimensions. The man who made it, Rick Sanchez, is just beyond this one. I thought it would be best if you heard from one of my travel companions directly."

Tentatively, All Might stepped towards the portal. He probed its surface with a single finger and felt no pain, only a slight membrane-like resistance from the entrance before it gave way to his hand. The closest thing the Number One Hero could equate it to would be a bubble, just a tad more substantial. Gathering his nerve, he took a big step forward, his would-be successor following closely behind.

On the other side, All Might found himself in a garage. The first thing he noticed was the electric buzz coming from the nine fluorescent tubes overhead. Then he saw the clutter that was all manner of scientific equipment he couldn't even begin to name much less identify. A curving counter on which sat beakers full of glowing liquid took up the middle of the room with a quartet of dead flies laying on the table. Hanging over it above a sink was a pegged corkboard were power tools alongside what looked to be blasters of some kind. A rickety shelf that had a medieval mace, a blue box with a button on top, and a box labeled 'Time travel stuff' was on his immediate right. On the concrete floor, he could also make out an oil stain, proving this was indeed once a garage.

As if to prove this a vehicle of some kind was sitting in the driveway, but it looked UFO-like and had two trashcans welded to its sides, and a boat sail attached to the back. Japan's number one hero figured it either belonged to a group of clowns or a very eccentric man.

Rick hardly twitched when he heard the portal open as his portal alarm system registered it as a friendly. Finishing his current invention, he turned around saying, "Alright kid, what is it this-"

Rick paused slowly reaching into his coat upon seeing what could only be a zombie standing next to the boy. "Kid, don't move. There is a fucking Zombie right next to you. Don't worry I know how to deal with this…"

Rick whipped out a laser pistol and said, "Just gotta destroy the brain."

Izuku got in front of his world's greatest hero and said, "Woah, Rick no! This isn't a zombie! It's All Might, my world's top Hero."

Rick slowly lowered his weapon and gave the corpselike man a once over before saying, "Oh, yeah what's his superpower? Vomiting blood on people?"

"Sometimes." Toshinori joked back, before assuming his muscle form and said, "But this is what usually comes to mind when they think of the Symbol of Peace!"

Rick raised an eyebrow mildly impressed, "Huh, muscular expansion combined with enhanced strength and agility. That's gotta be hell…ah, that's why you're here isn't it?" Rick asked knowingly.

Izuku gave the mad scientist a confused look, "What do you mean?"

"Pff, like you don't know. You want me to clone this guy some new organs and shit to get him back up to snuff don't you?"

"No I- you can do that?" Izuku asked.

Rick rolled his eyes, "Can I do that? Does Pinocchio's shaft grow longer when he lies?"

"Yes?" Izuku asked, unsure.

"Your damn right. Before I do this though, I want you to go get me a beer. Say hi to Beth, Morty, and Summer while you're at it."

"Should you be cloning organs while you're drinking?" Izuku asked feeling hesitant about the whole idea.

Giving the kid a glare, the madman replied, "Just go get my fuckin' beer kid and shut up."

Grumbling Izuku did so. The moment the door was shut, Rick leaped at Toshinori and held a knife to his throat before saying dangerously, "Alright, listen up you son of a bitch, I don't know what the kid sees in you, and I don't fuckin' care but know this. The only reason I'm fixing up your practically undead ass is that the kid likes you. Comprende?"

He expected the man to look nervous or bulk up and throw him off. Instead, he just smiled and said, "You must care about Young Midoriya quite a bit if you're willing to go out of your way to help me for his sake."

Rick pressed the blade closer to the Heroes neck, and for a moment and the two stared into each other's eyes before Rick backed off, saying, "Yeah, well, keep your damn opinions to yourself and go stand on that."

Seeing the man pointing to a mechanical platform of some kind Toshinori did as asked and stood upon it. Rick typed a few keys on his nearby laptop, and the machine sprung to life. A trio of three mechanical arms telescoping out from the pad with a diode full of lights on the end of each appendage. One each limb was bent at an angle towards him Rick spoke again, "Ok listen up cause I'm only explaining this once."

Seeing he had the Heroes' attention, he continued, "This device is going to scan your body to see how messed up it is and what needs replacing. I'm going to do this twice. Once when you're normal, and again all roided out, to see how badly doing that fucks you up."

"How can you be sure that using my Quirk hurts me?"

Rick shot the Hero with a deadpan stare, "Let's just call it a hunch."

He then hit a button on his laptop and a multitude of green lasers traced across every inch of his broken body. Once they were finished Rick clicked away on his computer for a minute or two before giving an impressed whistle. "Damn, I'll give you this if nothing else, you're a stubborn SOB. Multiple hairline fractures all over your ribcage, missing lung, kidney, upper intestine, cracked cornea on your right eye, Arthritis everywhere you can look. Have you been purging or something? It shows your esophagus is covered in scar tissue."

"I have trouble keeping food down." The blonde hero admitted.

Rick nodded and said "Right, fuck plan A. You're [burp] way too fucked up for me to just replace a few bits and pieces. It would be like [urrg] putting a band-aid on your chest hoping it would stop total organ failure. Nah, we gotta go with plan B."

"What's Plan B?" Izuku asked as he set a Heineken down in front of Rick.

Rick broke the bottleneck off by smashing it against the desk before replying, "Well this is more like plan C. As cloned organs are out, his body is too jacked up. Plan B or Biomechanics is also not going to work for same reasons. Which leaves us with Plan C, Cloning."

"Cloning?" Izuku took a minute to think it over, "Ah, I see you intend to create him a wound free body based on his own DNA and then I'm presuming, somehow transfer his consciousness to it?"

"Bingo. I just need to see him all Roided out. I have his normal body as a baseline now I need to see it with his 'quirk' activated."

Without any further prompting, Toshinori assumed his muscle form. A minute or so later Rick was shaking his head, "Damn, I'm gonna need another beer for this one."

"Why?" Both hero and hero worshipper asked at the same time.

Polishing off his Heineken in a couple of swigs, Rick replied, "Every time you change form like that, you're putting extra stress on your body especially your heart, due to it needing to work extra hard to pump blood throughout your suddenly more buff bod. If you'd kept going like this, you would've lasted at most three more years before your heart gave out. Probably less considering how messed up you already are."

This news given bluntly and without a shred of bedside manner, caused the Symbol of Peace to blanch. The Hero then watched as Sanchez hit a couple of buttons on the wall and the entire floor proceeded to sink down, revealing a hidden lair. "Ok, now all I need is a DNA sample and three hours. Preferably in blood, spit, or hair cause I don't need to see you jacking it."

In response, All Might plucked two hairs from his head. The first he gave to Rick who put it into a nearby solvable salutation which then went in a machine. The second he gave to Midoriya saying, "Eat this."

"You sure?"

Turning to the mad scientist, Toshinori asked, "Young Midoriya said he fought the likes of Gods and Aliens, is that true?"

"Pff, you don't know the half if it. Not only is it true, but he was also probably humble about it all. That's what I don't get," Rick said as he continued to hit buttons on a random device, "He's done all this shit, hell, the kid is a knock-off God for fuck sake yet he thinks you're a hero? He looks up to your broken ass? Doesn't make any sense."

"That's strange, I thought your name was Rick, not Dick." Izuku quipped.

Rick pointed at the boy without looking up from what he was doing, saying, "Ha! See what I mean? When push comes to shove, you push back verbally or physically. Nice one by the way. I just don't get what you see in the human jigsaw puzzle."

Looking at his idol, Izuku replied honestly, "He's the hero that inspired me to be a hero. I just want to protect everyone's smiles."

Stopping for a moment, Rick leaned against the counter he was busy at saying, "You know that's logically impossible right? To be a Hero to some, you'd need to be viewed as a Villain by others meaning by the very effort of defeating one person to protect another, the person you defeat would have their 'smile' taken away. Hence it's impossible to make everyone happy."

Izuku nodded, smiling at the mad genius, "I know that. I know it's impossible. Yet, if All Might filled me with ambition, then you of all people showed me a fundamental truth."

Rick couldn't help but wonder what the boy was talking about, "Oh yeah, what's that?"

"Out of everyone I met that day, you've ended up helping me the most. You showed that there is no such thing as impossible. As you constantly make the impossible possible. So even though it might be an impossible dream, an unreachable ideal…I'm still going to strive for it, because you've time and time again that humans can make the impossible possible if they try hard enough."

For a moment Rick looked at him then, he turned away. Izuku could've sworn he heard sniffling and-was that Rick wiping a tear from his eye?

"Rick is everything?"

The scientist bit out a reply, "I'm fine you [Burp] little shit! Get outta here and let me do this, do you have any idea how [uurp] delicate this is?! Go bug Morty for a few hours and take the dead man walking with you. Go on get!"

Toshinori placed a hand on the boy's shoulder saying with a smile, "Come, Young Midoriya let's leave Sanchez-san to his work."

As the two left the blonde hero nodded only once towards a reflective surface. The nod was returned by the drunken mastermind who, once he was sure the boy was gone allowed himself a brief reprieve to wipe away the tears that had gathered in his eyes. Downing half a bottle of nearby whiskey, Rick wiped away his drool and said, "Ah right, let's do this!"

As Izuku and All Might made their way back into the house, Izuku couldn't help but ask, "Do I keep saying something wrong, sir?"

"Midoriya my boy, what makes you think that?" the blonde hero asked.

The younger of the two mused aloud, "People seem to be crying around me a lot lately, first you, then Rick. So I can't help but wonder if it's something I said."

Clapping the boy on the shoulder, Toshinori replied honestly, "Don't worry about it Young Midoriya. We are simply moved by your belief in us."

"I was just honest sir," Izuku replied as he entered the house through the door that led from the garage.

I know, " Toshinori paused to let out a heaving cough, his entire frame wracked with shakes as blood trickled from his mouth before he finished, "That's what makes it all the more endearing."

Izuku gave a shrill whistle and called out, "Oi Morty, you here?!"

Izuku?" Morty's voice called from downstairs moments before the boy came racing down from his room all smiles.

"Dude, you're here! Like, how are you?" He said giving his little brother figure a hug which Izuku returned. Morty then noticed the sickly elderly man standing next to his friend and asked, "Who's this? He doesn't look too good."

"Is it alright if I explain over lunch? It's been awhile since I've eaten." Izuku humbly requested.

Morty nodded, "No prob man, is pizza ok? We've got a Digiorno around here I think."

Izuku smile widened, it had been awhile since he'd had pizza, "That's alright with me. All Might?"

The Hero agreed, "That's fine, though I'd prefer juice over something fizzy if you don't mind. Carbonated drinks don't sit well in my stomach."

The smell of pizza cooking brought Summer down from her room. "Morty why are you cooking-"She paused upon seeing they had company. The bronze-skinned guy looked familiar…something about his eyes.

"Hey Summer, you remember Izuku right?"

Ah, now she remembered where she saw those green eyes before. Summer smiled moving forward for a hug which Izuku returned with a slight blush, "Hey little dude, how you been? Nice tan by the way."

Ignoring the comment about his complexion Izuku replied with, "Hi Summer, I'm good and yourself?"

Grabbing a slice of greasy heaven Summer replied with, "Same old same old. Boy's, school, drama, the usu. What about you? Morty mention you have a GF, Sue or something?"

"Tsuyu yes, but she prefers her friends to call her Tsu."

Summer nodded as she surfed the web on her phone, "Right, well Morty won't shut up about the girl he met at that party you two went to, thanks for leaving me out by the way."

Izuku ran a hand through his pigment-free hair, "Sorry about that, next time there's a party, we'll come get you. Promise."

"Don't even worry about it little dude." Summer finally glanced up from her phone nodding to the skeletal Toshinori, "So who's the carny?"

"Excuse me?" Toshinori asked as he sipped a glass of orange juice.

The eldest Smith child gave a shrug, "Sorry, it just looks like someone who belongs at a carnival freak show. What's your deal dude, you one of Grandpa Rick's friends or something?"

Izuku replied before Izuku could as that looked like it would lead to a fight, "Actually Summer, he's about to explain all of that, so you came down at just the right time."

Slowly finishing his slice of pizza, and downing it with a sip of juice, Toshinori briefly assumed his muscled form before reverting back and saying, "I am Toshinori Yagi, better known as All Might, and I am the Symbol of Peace, and the Number One Hero."

He proceeds to regale the children with tales of his heroics. Midoriya would often chip in with a tidbit he'd forgotten or overlooked. The boy's memory truly was impressive. The front door opened and Beth called, Kids your Father, and I could use help with the groceries! Kids?"

Beth made her way into the kitchen to find her children and was that Izuku? Sitting around her kitchen table listening to a sickly looking man tell them a story of some kind. She noticed someone who looked familiar…

"Izuku? She hesitantly called out, getting the boy's attention.

Standing Izuku made his way over and immediately helped her with her bags without being asked, "Hello Mrs. Smith. How are you?"

"I'm doing fine dear and you? Who's your friend? Does he need medical attention? Beth asked worriedly upon seeing the man dab at the blood at his mouth.

"Who needs medical attention?" Jerry asked stumbling in with the remaining parcels which Izuku rushed to help him with.

"Hello again, Mr. Smith." Izuku replied with a polite nod, "I apologize for just coming in and making myself at home like this."

Jerry perked up at being addressed so politely, "Not at all, Izuku, right? How're things?"

Izuku nodded, "Yes sir, things are going well for me, yourself?"

"Well, I-"Summer cut her father off, "God no one cares about your paper pusher job dad!"

Jerry frowned, and Izuku chastised, "Summer, you should be nice to your father, there may come a day when he is no longer in your life."

As Izuku said this his face unknowingly turned sour, causing everyone else to shift uncomfortably. The door to the garage opened, and Rick came in, rooting around in the fridge for a beer. Popping the top off with his teeth, the scientist took a long swig, saying, "Ok, I got the clone almost ready I'm just missing an important component."

"Which dimension is it in Rick?" Izuku asked already standing up and prepared to go wherever he had to to get his idol up to snuff.

Shooting his portal gun at the floor, Rick said "You're looking for a three-eyed bear with blue fur and boar tusks. Without the enzymes produced by its liver I can't be sure the new body will hold up properly."

"Got it, be right back," Izuku replied before leaping through the portal as All Might tried to stop him. Yet he was hardly able to rise out of his chair before the boy was gone.

Looking to the man of science, Toshinori asked, "You're just going to send him in a foreign environment alone?"

Rick rolled his eyes before falling back into a table chair saying, "Kid'll be fine. He's fought worse than Yogi, Boo-boo, and Cindy. I doubt any of them are smarter than the average bear in any case."

Toshinori pushed himself up from his seat and made his way towards the portal.

"The fuck you think you're doing, wonder cripple?" Rick asked eyebrow raised.

"Going after Young Midoriya, I can't just let him put his life on the line for my sake." The Hero replied before assuming his muscle form, shocking both Beth and Jerry.

Now grinning he said, "I'll be right back."

On the other side of the portal, All Might rolled to a stop on a knoll of purple grass. Looking around, he took in the scenery. The Grass around him was bright purple, the sky was greenish in hue, with wispy orange clouds in the sky. All around him were trees with pink bark, each bearing a green and blue polka dotted fruit. The air had a sweet scent to it, but other than that was perfectly breathable. Hearing a roar of a distressed beast off in the distance, All Might took off through the trees. As the noise got louder, the blonde Hero stormed closer stopping only to leap up into a nearby tree and survey the scene.

Young Midoriya was fighting no less than three bears. Each had two or three times the girth of an ordinary bear, covered in sky-blue fur that was darkened and matted down with blood, and boar tusks coming from their lower jaws and had three eyes, each placed at forty-five-degree angles in their skull with the middle eye-opening vertically.

By the looks of things, Midoriya was facing a small family of these ursine creatures the Male looked to be the largest of the two, while the female was the most vocal, roaring viciously at the interloper as she attempted to protect her cub. The Male stood on his forepaws and belted out a challenge. Toshinori watched as the boy pulled a silver spear from thin air before dropping it and kicking it with enough force to send it right through the bear's heart.

It appeared Young Midoriya did not know his full strength however as the spear flew through the alpha male and gored its mate in the head leaving the infant all alone in the world. Seeing what he had done, he dashed forward in a burst of speed and in one swift motion, broke the cub's neck. Gently placing the creature on the ground, Toshinori watched as the boy gently closed the cub's eyes and muttered a quiet "Sorry."

His voice echoed throughout the clearing. He then pulled his black and white blades out of thin air and after running his hands along the male for a moment, proceeded to slice into its hide, staining the ground with amber colored blood. He then reached into the creatures' innards and pulled out an organ he could only assume was the liver. Gently setting his prize aside, Izuku pulled out what looked to be the latest iPhone just to point it at the removed organ and for a beam of electric green light to consume it whole. Then he did something the Symbol of Peace did not expect.

He hefted the fifteen hundred pound beast and place it with its deceased mate and progeny before he etched a symbol on the ground. Once he was done a conflagration whipped up instantaneously consuming the corpses like kindling. All Might made his way through the brush, and Midoriya spun on his heel, blades at the ready prepared to kill. He lowered them upon seeing his would-be predecessor, "All Might, what are you doing here?"

"I thought you might need some assistance Young Midoriya, but it appears I was mistaken." Placing a hand on the boy's shoulder, he said, "You did the right thing, killing that cub. It was a mercy. Had you let it live it would've died slowly."

Izuku looked down but nodded.

Clapping his hand down on his shoulder twice he said, "Now before we do this transfer I would like you to become my successor."

"Alright, if you're sure you want me."

Offering the boy a strand of his golden hair for the second time, All Might replied in a no-nonsense tone, "Young Midoriya, I have never been surer of anything in my entire life."

Without any further prompting, Izuku swallowed the hair. He didn't feel any different. Looking to his idol, he asked, "Should I feel a change or something?"

"One for All is an Emitter type Quirk meaning it needs to be activated To do so, you must clench your butt muscles and scream SMASH with all of your heart!"

The Ninth successor to One For All gave his predecessor a dubious look, "Seriously?"

All Might gave a firm nod, "That's how it always worked for me. Yet, perhaps you will have a different trigger."

'A trigger huh?' Izuku's mind immediately went to the mental trigger he used for his Magecraft. He pulled the hammer back and fired.

It was as if molten lava was pouring through his body via his Magic Circuits! Something was overloading them with power! He dropped to his knees as he felt sweat drip from every pore of his body. He gasped, panting for breath as if he'd run a triathlon in the Sierra Desert. With every scrap of willpower he could muster, he structurally analyzed himself.

He was amazed at what he discovered. One For All seemed to have connected with him on a spiritual level. Its power surged through his body and his magic circuits filling them near to the point of overloading them with energy. Thankfully the years he'd spent doing reinforcement on himself made him intimately aware of just what kind of punishment his body could take. So he began to oh so slowly push back against the flood of power scouring his body and soul until it was at a level he knew his body could endure.

He knew intrinsically how much of One For All's full power he was accessing at the moment.

'Thirty percent.' He thought while looking at his hand and seeing bioelectricity leaking in arcs from his body.

This caused him to wonder, 'Just how does One For All function? I mean, All Might said it was likened to a torch, gaining more power and burning brighter with each bearer, but what does that torch use as fuel?'

He'd seen videos of the Symbol of Peace in action enough to know that the sheer force of his punches was strong enough to change the weather…only now that he wasn't fanboying over his favorite hero, he noticed something was up. 'Super strength no matter how potent, couldn't shift air currents like that. No, for the sheer amount of air to be moved with a single punch One for All must be converting some other energy into Kinetic Energy. The question is what energy is it stockpiling and converting to produce such results?'

This train of thought led him back to his original question, what did the proverbial torch use for fuel? To answer both, testing was required.

Seeing a shadow looming over him, he looked up to see All Might looking down on his prone form with concern. "Young Midoriya, are you alright?"

Nodding, Izuku shakily picked himself up off the ground, "I'm fine, and I have some questions about One For All, but that can wait until we're done. C'mon lets get back."

Toshinori almost reached out and stopped the boy, but paused midway. Could One For All have caused this? Did he make a mistake choosing Midoriya and had now doomed him to a life of pain? If that was the case, the young lad kept his peace. So All Might decided not to pry, accepting the current torchbearer's decision. Choosing instead to follow silently in his wake.

As the two passed back through the portal, Rick was waiting for them looking impatient. "You get that liver?"

Seeing the boy nod Rick said, "Awesome, let's do this shit."

He led the two back down to his lair, Jerry complaining the whole way about this 'definitely not being up to code.' He showed them to a pair of pods connected to a mess of wires. A giant electric pylon sitting above the whole apparatus. Holding out his hand, Rick said "Liver?"

Izuku zapped the liver into the man's palm, and he added it into a glowing mauve concoction that was sitting in a blender. Setting the device to puree the group watched as the solution turned burnt orange. Rick jury-rigged a plastic hose to it and forced it into the pod on the left. Pointing to the opposite pod the busy scientist hit a button on a nearby key fob, causing the other to pop open with a hiss as he said, "Deadman walking, get in. Oh, but before you do, go and take a look at your new flesh suit. I'm not sure if I got the size of your third leg right so you might want to double check. No need to leave the ladies dissatisfied right?"

Blustering All Might took a quick peek inside the adjacent pod, scanning the body over. Coughing and looking away the hero replied, "It's ah, certainly big enough."

Getting into the pod on the right, several suction cups clamped down on his head as he leaned back in the seat. As rick clacked away on his computer, he said, "Relax dipshit, this is difficult enough without you freaking out."

The pylon above started to spark with electricity and as the machine started up. The power began to flicker off and on with all other devices in the area, lights and computer included, such was the power it required. The power came back on, and from somewhere a rooster crowed, and the ding of an egg timer was heard moments before the two pods opened.

All present waited with baited breath as stream covered both pods. Finally, there was movement coming from the left, and for All Might to step out of the gloom. "I AM HERE!"

The mist thinned, and Izuku looked away just in time, while Summer smiled lustily and said, "Yes, yes you are."

"Sir, pants!" Izuku called out.

Feeling a draft the hero quickly covered himself saying, "PARDON MY NUDITY!"

"Not a problem!" Summer called out.

Summer!" Beth chastised.

All Might now properly clothed in some baggy clothes, was sitting around the Smith family table. Izuku bowed respectfully to the scientist saying, "Thank you, Rick. I owe you one."

"Get me some more of that sake, and we'll call it square," Rick said as he downed another beer.

Saluting the hero with his drink, Rick asked, "How you feeling? Everything feel ok, don't have three balls or something like that right?"

The hero replied, "I-uh, I feel fine, better than I have in a long time. Thanks to you Rick-san. I believe Young Midoriya has some questions for you though."

Rick waved the boy's inquiries aside, "They can wait, I got some shit I need to tell you. First, even though this body is brand new, even it can only handle so much stress from that little magic trick of yours."

Rick held up three fingers, "Three hours a day, that's how long you can go roided out before your body starts to break down. Any more than that and you start risking wear and tears on your ligaments, joints and straining your organs. I am not doing this again capisce?"

The hero nodded sounding solemn, "I do."

Rick threw back his beer downing it in one shot, "Awesome," He turned to the ninth inheritor of One For All asking, "Now, what's your hangup [ehh] kid?"

"I'm trying to figure out exactly how One For All functions. I was told by All Might it 'Stockpiles Power' and can be passed on like a torch becoming stronger with each carrier. I want to know how and why."

Rick turned to the Number One Hero, "Any input you want to provide?"

Toshinori shook his head, "I don't know anything about the mechanics of One For All, of where exactly the stockpiled power comes from, just that due to merging with another quirk, it mutated and allowed it to be passed on, growing more powerful in the process."

Glaring at the hero, Rick said, "You're giving us the [burp] fucking lampshaded version? C'mon out with it. You owe me that much with your new lease on life and all."

Sighing All Might began, "It all started with a man who could take and give quirks. His name is lost to time, but his quirk and subsequently the man himself is known as One For All…"

He explained how the villain gave his seemingly Quirkless brother a Quirk that 'stockpiles power.' How the Brother did have a Quirk. A useless one which allowed him to pass his quirk on to others, and how over the course of eight now nine generations it had been the duty of All For One's carriers to stand against and eventually put a stop to One For All, who has withstood the test of time.

"So basically," Rick said after All Might finished his grandiose speech, "We don't know [Burp] shit about how this thing actually 'stockpiles' power?"

All Might looked abashed, "I'm sorry, but no."

Taking out a syringe he poked Izuku in the shoulder with it, drawing his blood before placing some of said blood on a microscope slide and placing the slide in his watch. The device began to whir, and 3d images appeared above its face moments before a ding was heard and Rick read through the scrolling results.

"Huh, that's kinda badass," Rick said after a moment.

"What did you discover? Toshinori asked.

Pointing to Izuku, he said, "This One For All of yours seems to stockpile metabolic energy and converts it into kinetic energy and then channels that energy through the body."

"English grandpa?" Summer asked.

"It converts the energy his cells use into the energy of motion providing him with bursts of insane strength and agility."

Both Summer and Rick turned to look at Morty who in turn looked back at them confused, "What?"

"Like oh my god, Morty said something smart, someone look for flying pigs." Summer joked.

Rick seemed suspicious of his grandson's intellect, "How the fuck did you know that?"

"Skuld helps me with my homework a lot over the phone," Morty replied sounding a tad embarrassed, "She's super smart and makes learning easier."

Rick seethed, "The half-pint, shoulda known."

Beth interjected on her son's behalf, "Now dad, you should be happy Morty is doing well in school."

Rick rolled his eyes, "School is for suckers Beth. No one should need a permit to live their lives, and that's all 'school' does it gives you a permit after twelve years of cramming useless facts into your head to go out there and, and what? Become another nameless, faceless drone, a cog in the corporate machine? It's bullshit! Bullshit I tell ya!"

Well as long as he's living under my roof, Morty is getting a standard education." Jerry said sternly.

Shrugging Rick replied, "[Burp] whatever you say, Jerry, you're the boss."

This caused Jerry to smile confidently, while Rick ignored him. Beth meanwhile asked, "Would you two like to stay for dinner?"

All Might deferred to his junior. He knew these people better than he did after all. "Thanks for the offer Mrs. Smith, but we'll have to decline. We both have things to do and places to be back home."

"Next time?" Morty asked.

As Izuku opened a portal to home, he replied, "We'll see."

The two were once again in UA's nurse's office Toshinori looked to his successor, asking, "What now Young Midoriya?"

"I need to head home, consult with my teachers. Perhaps they'll be able to help me with my Quirk's problem."

All Might nodded, "I see, let us be off then."

"Us, sir?"

Toshinori nodded, "Yes, as the one who caused this problem by making you my successor, I must take responsibility and do whatever I can to find a solution. You've done more than enough to help me already. Now, it's my turn. So lead on!"

The two arrived at Midoriya Mansion quickly enough. All Might was amazed that such a humble and unassuming young boy lived in such an estate. "Follow me please."

As he made his way through the front door, Izuku called, "Mom, Tatsu-obāsan, Aoko-chan, Rossweisse-san, Shiki-niisan, Arcueid-neechan, Mithra-chan, Len-chan anybody home?!"

"We're in the kitchen Izu-kun!" Aoko called back.

"I brought home a…" Izuku paused to regard Toshinori for a moment before finally settling on, "friend."

The Number One Hero smiled preparing to assume his muscle form only to be stopped by his protégé. "Let's get introductions out of the way first."

"You intend to trust your family with the secret of One For All? Is that wise? If word gets out…" All Might let his sentence hang.

Izuku merely scoffed at the thought, "You haven't met my family yet, so I'll forgive your ignorance, sir."

Surprised by the boy's confidence, Toshinori followed him into the kitchen and locked eyes with several women of various ages and a young man.

An older woman who he assumed was Young Midoriya's mother, nodded towards him politely before asking her son, "Who is this?"

"I think it would be best to let him introduce himself," Izuku replied with a slight grin pulling at his lips.

"Now?" Toshinori questioned, grinning a bit himself.

"Now," Izuku affirmed.

"I AM ALL MIGHT!" All Might declared his now muscular physique stretching his outfit to its limits.

"Oh wow, his quirk turn him from a skinny creepy looking man into a bodybuilder!" Arcueid said in childlike amazement, causing the Hero to falter.

"Ha," Tatsumaki couldn't help but laugh, "That's the most accurate description I've ever heard. Back in my day, you need to be more than just strong to be a hero."

"But what about-"Fubuki began only for her sister to glare at her and retort, "Baldy doesn't count!"

Clearing her throat, Fubuki said, "Welcome to our home All Might-san. To what do we owe the pleasure? My son hasn't incessantly been bugging you for an autograph has he?"

Being far more practical, Tatsumaki asked, "He's not in trouble cause of that stupid lacking a license thing, is he? Cause I didn't need a damn permit when I was a hero, if someone was in trouble I helped, that's what people should do, dammit!"

Fubuki became concerned, "He's not actually in trouble is he sir?"

All Might allowed his muscles to deflate taking on his regular appearance as he spoke, "No ma'am quite the opposite really."

"Would you like some tea sir? I feel like this explanation is going to take a while." Belldandy made All Might an offer which he accepted taking a sip of his drink and releasing a soft sigh, he proceeded to tell his and his new successors tale to everyone.

All Might's audience shook their heads when they heard he had gone out of his way to save his former bullies, were gaping opened mouthed as he described the fight between the two, culminating in All Might explaining the unique circumstances of his Quirk.

"So your Quirk has had eight, now nine, separate users over the past two centuries?" Tatsumaki asked, "All for the sole purpose of taking down one guy?"

Toshinori nodded gravely, "That is correct. It was five years ago when I finally had my climatic battle with All For One. We wounded each other gravely, and due to that, he managed to get away."

"My goodness, it seems like you've had quite the troubling time," Belldandy noted as she refilled his cup.

"Being the Symbol of Peace is not easy." Toshinori mused more to himself than his audience. He brightened adding, "Yet I'm sure Young Midoriya will do just fine. I do wonder why he reacted so strongly to receiving One For All, however. That worries me."

Izuku felt Aoko's gaze lock onto him like a laser. "What is he talking about I-zu-ku?"

Now that the cat was out of the proverbial bag, he had no choice but to explain, "It seems that using One For All also increases my prana capacity."

Aoko took several calming breaths. Finally, she spoke, "Ok, well you didn't spontaneously combust, so that's good. How much of this power can you safely handle?"

"Thirty percent it increased my overall prana capacity by just as much."

Aoko did some quick math, "Thirty percent of 2460 that's 738 add that, and that's damn close 3200 units of Prana…that's B+ Servant rank territory…seventy percent of that would be 1722 totaling 4920 units of prana…Kami's above, you're going to be a monster!"

"You figured that out awfully fast," Izuku noted.

Aoko gave her boyfriend a look before shrugging, "Well yeah, I use Kabbalah as a basis for my magecraft, so math is kinda my thing so-Wait, you're trying to distract me!"

"No, I'm not," Izuku replied sounding innocent.

The Fifth Magician was having none of it, however, grabbing him by the arm, she stalked out of the room calling over her shoulder, "Bell, Rose, Mithra, Chao, on me, let's see what we can figure out about this."

Fubuki watched in amusement as her son was dragged off by his girlfriend. Girlfriends? She wasn't really sure at this point who felt what for her child. Once she was sure he was gone and preoccupied, she turned to Toshinori with a stern gaze and asked, "Does he know, did you tell him anything?"

"Of course not. I didn't feel it was my place…Still, I feel it would be better if you told him sooner than later."

Fubuki shook her head causing her hair to whip around, "No! He has enough on his plate, I don't need to add to it."

"True, his life has certainly been…exciting," Toshinori said, searching for a proper word.

Tatsumaki looked at her sister and the 'Number One Hero' asking, "Alright which one of you wants to tell me what's going on?"

Turning to her elder sister, Fubuki said, "Not a word of this conversation reaches Izuku, understand?"

Tatsumaki had never in her entire life seen her sister this serious, she could just dumbly nod. Taking a breath, Fubuki said, "It's like this…"

Tatsumaki's eyes widened as her jaw slackened in shock. Izuku could never learn what she now knew.

With Izuku and co, he was standing in the middle of a large room surrounded by runic arrays, his bare chest covered in ofuda paper while Belldandy and Aoko stood by and watched as Chao set up mechanical instruments that could function under such a magical rich environment.

"Is all of this really necessary?" Izuku inquired.

"YES!" Almost every girl in the room said at the same time. They had all grown far too used to Izuku putting his life in danger for the sake of others, and this could be potentially life-threatening.

Belldandy was the only one who didn't speak out directly even though she too was worried. She knew her master was reckless, but it was and had often been the driving force of most heroes of old. They strove forward towards their destinies with reckless abandon, their lives burning brilliantly but ever so short, even by mortal standards. She had known him for but a little over a year, but within that timeframe, she knew one thing for sure…she did not want him to die.

'Holy Bell?'

"Yes, Mistress?" Her angel answered through their empathic link.

'Is there anything we can do?'

Holy Bell hummed in thought before saying,"There is one thing I can think of."

Upon hearing her suggestion, the Norn of the Present quietly got up and left the room, heading to her room.

"We're all set up over here," Chao called.

Aoko nodded, telling her boyfriend, "Ok Izuku I want you to activate your Circuits."

Sighing and feeling the others were worrying about him a tad too much, Izuku cocked and fired the hammer in his mind he felt the wave of power wash over him like water from a faucet, but he controlled it better this time. He didn't let the power overflow, once he felt it coating his body, he turned off the mental valve. He could feel the bioelectricity coursing over his body, it seems there was nothing he could do about that.

"Magic Circuits?" Aoko said in wonder.

"Hmm?" Izuku asked.

Stepping forward and tracing her hands delicately across his bare chest and face, Aoko replied, "You have crisscrossing lines all over your body. There a reddish pink of all things, but there thrumming with power much like Magic Circuits do when activated."

"Y-Your kidding me, r-right?" Izuku looked at his right arm, and sure enough, it was crisscrossed with reddish-pink lines. "What the…?"

Chao moved in to get a closer look, "Curious indeed. From what Aoko has told me, it's unheard of for Magic Circuits to just appear like this. Could you attaining the quirk have had some sort of adverse effect on the Circuits themselves? All Might did state that One For All was born via a mutation of two quirks. So is it possible that by coming into contact with your Circuits it mutated yet again?"

Izuku scratched his head in contemplation, "I suppose it's possible."

The door to the room they were using opened, and both Arcueid and Belldandy called out, "I think I know how to help!"

Izuku looked between the two and pointed to the Goddess, "Bell you can go first."

The Norn held out her cupped hands, saying, "I thought this might help."

Opening her clasped palms, she revealed an egg. It was roughly the size of a chicken's and had a golden sheen to its shell.

"This," Belldandy explained, "Is an Angel Egg. If Izuku were to consume it, he could manifest an Angel that would help him manage his new power."

Aoko questioned, "If, could? Not sounding very confident here."

"Yes well, a human usually cannot contract to an angel directly, but Izuku due to being Thor's Shield-Brother could be a special case."

Izuku understood, "You're talking about giving me a Hamingja, a Norse Guardian Angel."

Belldandy nodded. Smiling warmly she replied, "Yes. It could help you control your developing powers I think."

Izuku nodded, he liked the idea but wanted to weigh his options. So turning to the True Ancestor, he asked, "Arc, what's your idea."

Inspecting the ceiling, Arcueid replied, "I thought about offering to turn him into a Shinso."

The response was immediate. Aoko screamed, her cheeks as red as her hair, "NO ABSOLUTELY NOT! WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT COULD EVEN POSSIBLY BE A GOOD IDEA?!"

"Aoko~!" Izuku said raising his voice, and silencing his girlfriend, "Let Arcueid finish."

Arc, who's, eyes were squinted shut as she weathered the verbal assault, cocked an eye opened and muttered, "Thank you. As I said, I could do this. By drinking some of your blood, you would be turned into a powerful Vampire. Possibly something more."

"More?" Izuku questioned.

Arc nodded, her usually serious side coming to the fore once again, "Yes, just like with Belldandy's idea, this has to do with your divine blood."

Giving a quick twirl, she began, "Despite how I look, I'm not human. I am a planet Class Fairy, A True Ancestor. My existence dwarfs that of even Divine Spirits. If I were to turn you, you could very well become a True Ancestor, a very powerful vampire, or…"

"Or?" he prompted.

"Something else entirely, something…never seen before on the face of Gaia." Arcueid looked wistful before she began slowly turning in circles, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to turn your for my own benefit as well."

She stopped spinning and looked him in the eye seeming sad, "As I've already said, despite how I look I am as far removed from humanity as something can become. Meaning no matter how hard I try, I cannot be human. Nor can I…reproduce successfully with one."

Izuku blushed as he put two and two together, "You and Shiki-nii have been trying for kids?"

Arcueid sighed looking forlorn, "Yes, but it's futile, we're just not compatible in that sense." She gave Izuku an odd look, "You're different though."

"Woah, time out, hang on a minute." Aoko said getting in between her boyfriend and the Vampiress, "I know you're not suggesting what I think you are. You want to turn Izuku into a Vampire…just so he can try and knock you up?"

Arcueid scowled at the Magician "You make it sound as if I don't care about him at all and only want him for his body."

"Don't you?" Aoko challenged, arms crossed.

Crimson eyes narrowing as they glowed, Arc replied, "Don't be ridiculous, I do care about him! He took me in without question, cared nothing for the fact I was a Vampire, treated me like family even when my own 'little sister' tried to kill me!"

Arcueid paused to collect herself, "He is noble, humble, and kind. He gives without thought he is the second person to see me for who I am rather than what I am. That makes him precious to me."

"What about Shiki? Is he ok with this?" Aoko asked, concerned for her student.

The True Ancestor replied earnestly, "He wants children more than me Aoko." Arc pointed an accusing finger in Izuku's direction saying, "Besides, if he can have multiple girlfriends' why can't I have two boyfriends?"

"You two?" Mithra called.

"Izuku having multiple girlfriends doesn't involve any of them giving up their humanity!" Aoko shot back.

"Hey," Chao called to no avail.

"Izuku tell her!" Aoko turned to the place Izuku was to find him gone. Looking around the room, she couldn't see him anywhere.

Arcueid asked, "Where'd he go?"

Belldandy supplied them with an answer, "Izuku left, he said something about needing to talk to a couple of people before coming to a decision."

Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald was furious! Seething! Nay nearly frothing at the mouth. For someone had stolen his catalyst. The catalyst he intended to use to summon the King of Conquerors, Alexander the Great as his Servant in the upcoming Holy Grail War. What made it even worse is that Sophia-Re wouldn't let him hear the end of it. She threw it in his face every chance she got.

He knew he deserved it, of course, to foolishly have something as important as his catalyst delivered by a mail was nothing less than the height of folly and the fact that he now had to scramble for a replacement, running around like a headless chicken was just undignified for someone of his position and lineage. He was in the midst of tracking down a lead to fragments of Móralltach and Beagalltach, the swords of Diarmuid Ua Duibhne in hopes of summoning him as a Saber.

Yet a shiver ran down his spine, and his blood ran cold as a jovial voice called out from behind him, "Did you lose something Archibald?"

Straightening almost mechanically, Kayneth turned around and replied, "Wizard Marshall Zelretch, to what do I owe this distinct pleasure?"

The vampire eyed the magi before it. He was the very definition of a Magi. Carrying pride in his lineage and position his goal that of reaching Akasha. A dull man if ever there was one. Even more so considering his fate in most parallel dimensions was the same.

"You Kayneth El-Melloi are beginning to bore me," Zelretch spoke at last.

"I-"Of all the things The El-Melloi Head expected the Dead Apostle Ancestor to say, that wasn't it. "I'm sorry?"

"You damn well should be?!" Zelretch all but exploded. "Do you have any idea how many Grail Wars I've watched throughout the multiverse El-Melloi? Hundreds, if not hundreds of thousands. In the many, many renditions of the Fourth Grail War, I've seen, not even once do you come close to achieving the Grail hell, nine times out of ten, you don't even survive."

Hearing this caused the man to visibly pale, "I don't?"

Zelretch shook his head, looking forlorn, "No, and I must say, as entertaining as it is to watch you die various ways the first few dozen times after while the humor wears off and it just gets sad."

The Vampire suddenly and inexplicably brightened, saying, "That's why this time, I've decided to throw you a bone."

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a piece of varnished wood, which shined like polished gold. Tossing it to the Magus, he said, "I guarantee if you use this as a catalyst and don't summon Diarmuid Ua Duibhne like you usually do, you'll be one of the last three Master-Servant pairs standing. Hell, you might even survive this time."

Kayneth looked at the piece of wood in his hands, then back at the Magician. As a Magus, he knew damned well to look a gift horse in the mouth, especially since it came from Zelretch, "But?"

Smiling wickedly, the vampire replied, "I suggest you throw out any preconceived notions of Servants being just another tool at your disposal. For this particular Servant will kill you himself if you treat him with any less than the respect he believes he is due."

Oblivious to the machinations of a Vampire, Izuku made his way to the room his older brother figure shared with Arcueid and rapt on it thrice. Eventually, he received an answer, "Come in."

Shiki was sitting in the middle of the bed in a meditative position, legs crossed hands resting on his knees.

"Yo, Shiki-nee can we talk?"

Nodding the blindfolded man said, "Of course Izuku, what's on your mind?"

Izuku braced himself, "I'm just going to cut to the point, Arc-nee offered to turn me. Not only to help me with my problem with One For All, but she mentioned...that you two were having problems…getting pregnant. T-That I m-might be a-able to h-help?"

Shiki hung his head and sighed, 'Damn it Arc! You just had to open your big mouth, didn't you? We were supposed to wait till he turned eighteen before even bringing this up if we weren't expecting by then.'

"That's true," Shiki admitted, "But I never intended to burden you with our problems this early. The plan was, if we hadn't had a child by the time we graduated UA, we'd approach you and Arc would make her offer."

Izuku nodded if they waited till then, he would be an adult at least and wouldn't be stuck as a child for the rest of his life due to the Vampire's time curse. That made a lot more sense. "It is true then? You wanted my help to…conceive?"

"Yes, we do," Shiki admitted. "Another reason we wanted to wait is that you aren't exactly knowledgeable about the 'birds and the bees' so to speak."

"Birds and bees have nothing to do with creating a baby Shiki-nii. Women produce eggs during their mensis period at which point a male ejects the female with semen via coitus, thus fertilizing the egg forming a zygote which nine months later, produces a baby."

An awkward silence filled the room. Finally, Shiki asked, "How, how do you know all that?"

Izuku glared at his older brother like he was an idiot before remembering he couldn't see his look. Instead, he replied with, "Well, we have Discovery channel and Animal Planet, it's not exactly hard to put two and two together you know?"

Running a hand over his covered eyes, Shiki said, "Sometimes, you're too smart for your own good you know?"

"Mina's told me the same thing a couple of times…but, we're getting off track. Are you really ok with me and Arc…you know?" Izuku muttered out with a blush.

"Sleeping together?" Shiki supplied.

Swallowing the younger boy nodded, "Yes, that, I'd hate to-"

Shiki cut him off warning him, "If you're about to say cuck or NTR me, I'll hurt you."

"Shutting up."

The blindfolded young man hissed through his teeth, "Arc is, not easily controlled. She is a literal force of nature given form. When she wants something, she gets it one way or the other. She knows that I would like a kid, and she would like the idea of raising a child herself. On top of that, she…likes the way you smell."

It didn't take the fourteen-year-old long to figure out what Shiki was hinting at, "My blood, you mean?"

The killer nodded, "Yes, it's practically a delicacy she's constantly forced to be around but not allowed to partake in."

"I honestly don't think I could stop her if she wanted to drink my blood Shiki-nii," Izuku admitted.

Shiki nodded, agreeing with his assessment, "You couldn't, but for Arc, drinking the blood of someone she loves is for her taboo."

Izuku cocked his head to the side, "She loves me? Like a brother you mean?"

'Why do I have to be the one to explain this?' Shiki wondered to himself, as he said, "Izuku, you don't understand. When you see a Vampire, you don't see a monster hell-bent on destroying humanity. You see a person. Arcueid was born, to be a weapon against her fallen kin, and to be a perfect vessel for Crimson Moon Brunestud's rebirth. She wasn't just born to just be Arcueid. She was created as a means to an end."

Shiki paused to let that sink in. Izuku couldn't help but think how sad an existence that must've been. To exist solely for a purpose and not as an individual. It sounded horrible if he were honest. Seeing the boy understood Shiki continued, "Only two people have ever seen Arcueid as a person. Me, and you. I, on impulse, tried to attack and kill her on our first meeting. You though had no such impulse. You invited her into her home without a second thought and open arms, it means more to her than she could ever put into words. That's why she loves you."

Izuku took some time to process all of this, "I see. I think I understand. I want to help her, and you…"

"But?" Shiki inquired.

"Tsuyu and Aoko often say I act without thinking. Aoko was against me becoming a Vampire, but she didn't know any of this. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I need to go talk to Tsuyu."

Shiki nodded proud of his little brother, he was finally thinking not just about how he could help others, but how his actions could affect others. It might not take, in fact, he was pretty sure it wouldn't, but it was a step in the right direction at least.

Shiki shooed him off, "Go talk to her then. I'll support you whatever decision you make."

Izuku nodded and smiled, "Thanks Shiki-nii."

Tsuyu looked at her phone when it dinged showing she had a text. She smiled seeing it was from Izuku using their private chat.

Śakra: Hey Froppy, do you mind if I come over for a bit? I need to talk to you about something."

Froppy: I don't mind. I'm just in the middle of making dinner for Samidare and Satsuki. I'm sure they'd love to see you as always. How soon will you be here?

Śakra: Five minutes or so.

Froppy: You knew I'd say yes?

Śakra: I assumed.

Froppy: What if I'd said I was out or busy?

Śakra: I'd have still come over.

Froppy: This is that important?

Śakra: … … Yes. This is one of those 'you're my conscience' things.

Froppy: I see, so this isn't just a booty call. I'll be in the kitchen when you arrive.

Śakra: B-Booty call?! Why would you think that?!

Froppy: A girl can dream, right?

Śakra: … …I'll be there soon…

With that, the connection cut, and Tsuyu went back to making shrimp tempura and rice for her siblings. Yet she was distracted now, wondering what her boyfriend could deem so essential to need to talk about face to face about. Hearing a knock at their door and Samidare saying he'd go get it, she knew she was about to find out.

Izuku knocked on the door and waited. Moments later he heard Samidare call out, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Sami."

"Izu-nii?!" The door was all but yanked off its hinges as the frog boy rushed to get it open the moment he did he smiled at the older boy.

Both Samidare and Satsuki looked up to Izuku just as much as they did their own big sister. Samidare especially enjoyed having him around as since his father was regularly absent due to work, it was nice to have an older male role model and just another guy to hang out with from time to time. Izuku for his part was flattered the boy looked up to him so highly. Izuku did his best to help the boy where he could. With his studies and things like that mostly, while he would occasionally take the boy for a day so Tsuyu could spend some time doing more feminine stuff with her little sister.

"You here to see Oneechan?" Samidare asked.

Izuku ruffled the boy's hair replying, "Yes, but our talk will take a while so I'll probably be staying for dinner and a bit afterward. Have you been keeping up with your studies?"

Samidare nodded while leading him inside, "Yep, thanks to those tricks you showed Satsuki and me."

"Izu-nii?!" Satsuki called out from the kitchen before she raced into the foyer and glomped her older brother figure, slamming into him like a living missile. Satsuki too was quite attached to the older boy. He always went out of his way to treat her sister and even herself like princesses. In her mind, someone who acted like Izuku did was her standard for how a man should act. Kind, caring, considerate, selfless, and protective, but not overbearing. She'd had a slight crush on him before he and her Oneechan started dating, but she was content to be spoiled by him as a little sister.

Ruffling her pigtails, he asked, "How are you doing Satsuki? Keeping up in school like Samidare?"

Smiling up at him the girl replied, "Of course Izu-nii! I'm smarter than Sami anyway."

"Are not!" The boy vehemently denied.

"Am too," She gloated, "I rank higher than you in school, remember?"

Tsuyu called from the kitchen, "The table isn't set yet, and from the sound of it, we need one more place set!"

The two siblings froze for a moment before dashing off, leaving Izuku chuckling. Tsuyu could be commanding when she wanted to be. He often had to remind himself of that fact. He made his way into the house proper, but not before slipping off his boots and donning house slippers, as was customary. He peered into the kitchen and found Tsuyu with her hair done up in a messy bun, to keep it out of the food, a pink apron on over a blue dress that had a frog motif. Catching him starring, she asked, "What?"

Shaking his head, Izuku replied, "Nothing it's just…you look far too natural like that, taking care of children."

Tsuyu blushed as she smiled, "Thanks, Gero."

She finished setting the food on the table and motioned for him to take a seat. Doing so she asked, "So what's going on?"

Forestalling her with a raised hand, he asked, "Can this wait till, after dinner, I don't want Samidare or Satsuki to overhear."

Tsuyu nodded, "Alright."

Dinner was a pleasant affair. Izuku put his chopsticks down, he complimented his girlfriend, "Your cooking is great as always Tsu-chan."

"So I've improved then, that's good." Tsuyu nodded.

Izuku rubbed the back of his head feeling sheepish. He took the liberty of cooking for his girlfriend and her siblings on one occasion, and the difference between them was apparent. So much so that Samidare and Satsuki asked if he could move in and be the families' personal chef. Even Tsuyu admitted she didn't hold a candle to her boyfriend in the kitchen. For some reason, it was a point of contention for her. So she had over the past year or so pushed herself to try and not only reach his level but surpass him in the culinary arts. Personally, Izuku felt he wounded her pride as a big sister by having her siblings prefer his food over hers.

As Tsuyu cleared the plates, she told her siblings, "Now that dinner is over, you two are going to go to your rooms and do your homework. Izuku and I are going to have an important discussion. If you bother us, you won't get dessert later."

"What did you make for dessert?" Izuku asked.

Giving Izuku a small smile and accompanying wink, she replied, "Chocolate Mousse."

"Izu-nii's favorite," Satsuki noted while she and her older brother also enjoyed the rare treat when her sister made it.

Satsuki tugged on her brother's arm, "C'mon Samidare, let's leave them alone. I need your help with my math homework anyway."

As the two sauntered away, Izuku said, "Those two are good kids."'

Tsuyu smiled in the direction they left in, "Yeah, they are. So, what's going on?"

As he helped her clear the table, Izuku couldn't help but say, "First things first…booty call Tsu, really? You're a lot more than just a booty call to me."

"You know what I meant." The Frog Form girl replied as she plugged up the sink turning on hot water and adding soap.

Izuku nodded, "I do, but we're only fourteen. It's a bit early for anything like that, don't you think? Plus we're both planning on attending UA."

"We are, it's just…frustrating having been seeing each other for a year and yet feeling like our relationship has stagnated to what is considered morally acceptable by society at large." Tsuyu admitted.

She sighed before continuing, "But this isn't what you came here to talk about. What came up?"

"Well…" He began, before pausing and saying, "Before I say anything, I feel I should make a phone call real quick."

Asui looked at her boyfriend in confusion, "Go ahead, but why?"

"The story I'm about to tell you involves secrets that aren't entirely mine to tell. Sorry, I should've done this sooner." He bowed in apology.

Tsuyu shook her head, saying, "Don't worry about it. Go make your phone call."

All Might answered his phone seeing it was Young Midoriya. "Yes, Young Midoriya? What seems to be the trouble?"

"I just realized something," Izuku said skipping any form of pleasantries with his idol.

"What would that be my boy? Toshinori asked, immediately concerned.

"My friends, they know what my Quirk is, they've seen it in action. They're going to have questions if my body starts generating bioelectricity when I use it. What do I tell them?"

The Number One Hero pondered over this new dilemma. His friends would most certainly have questions, which could not be denied. To tell the truth to even more people would risk All For One's secret getting out, putting both himself and the young boy in potential peril.

All Might mused aloud, "If only there were some way your friends could be sworn to secrecy. So that way, even if they knew, they couldn't tell even if they wanted to."

"…" The other end of the line was dead silent for a moment before Izuku finally said, "I might just be able to do that."

"Truly?" Toshinori asked, surprised.

Izuku spoke sounding deep in thought, "Yeah, but doing so might offend my friends."

All Might grimaced, finally saying, "While it's true that One For All's secret should be protected, you Young Midoriya are the current Torchbearer, it is up to you to decide who to tell and what precautions to take regarding All For One."

A sigh of relief came from the other end of the line, "Thank you, sir, for trusting my judgment, and listening to my concerns."

"Anytime Young Midoriya, have a good night."

"You too sir."

Once the boy hung up, Toshinori went back to his grocery shopping. He saw some steaks on sale and snapped them up. It had been so long since his stomach had been able to enjoy a good steak. He was going to enjoy the next few days of having a new body for sure.

He came into the kitchen to find Tsuyu washing dishes. He took a spot next to her and proceeded to dry them as she handed them to him. "So, how'd your phone call go?"

"I was told to use my best judgment," Izuku replied drying a plate and setting it on a rack.

Tsuyu nodded, "So, you gonna tell me, Gero?"

He smiled and replied, "Of course."

As they did the dishes, Izuku proceeded to tell her everything. About One For All, All Might's deteriorating condition that was now not an issue thanks to Rick, and the methods presented by his friends and family to control it. He also disclosed his discussion with Shiki-nii. Once he was finished, he took a breath and asked, "What do you think I should do Tsuyu?"

The Frog Form Girl was silent for a time before she said, "I think you should think long and hard before becoming a Vampire. From how you've described it, wouldn't make you human anymore. I'm not exactly sure what that means, but…I don't want to lose you." The last bit came out in a whisper.

"You won't. Izuku promised, "No matter what happens, I'll always love you, Tsu."

His reply caused her to flush, "I'm glad to hear that…" She then paused in thought, "What if you did both? Became a Vampire and had the Guardian Angel, I mean. What would happen then?"

"I…" Izuku paused to think it over, "Have no idea. Both plans hinge on my blood oath with Thor, so if we combine them…who knows what would happen?"

"Do you think it would be worth considering?" Tsuyu inquired.

"I don't see why not, it could be hazardous though," Izuku noted.

Clasping her wet hand in his dry one, she said, "Don't go doing anything stupidly dangerous just because I made a suggestion understand?"

Izuku nodded leaning down as he did so, "Yes ma'am."

The two pressed their lips together, and Tsuyu was content. She knew even if he became a Vampire he would still be hers and she, his. She knew that eventually, they would have to do something about his decelerated aging as she had no intent to leave him on his own when his life was only half done, but that could wait. For now, she was content to just 'be' with him. Whatever path he chose, be it now or in the future, Asui Tsuyu swore she would be by his side. Not as a weight, or a burden that needed protecting, but as an ally who could stand beside him.

For this reason, she all but demanded her grandpa push her harder than ever before. She wouldn't allow him to bear all the burdens by himself. She knew both Kirishima and Mina had been training harder since meeting her boyfriend. Something about the ease at which he beat them whenever they sparred even both at once.

Pulling out of the kiss Izuku said, "Thanks I, really enjoyed that."

"You weren't the only one, Gero." Tsuyu replied a little breathlessly her eyes half-lidded.

"Should we call the kids down for dessert?" Izuku asked.

Tsuyu shook her head, "No, let's have a private snack of our own first."

The two locked lips again and stayed like that for some time.

In the frosty mountains of Germany, within a cathedral owned by the Einzbern Family, a Servant had been summoned with the holiest of relics being used as a catalyst. As the King of Knights stepped forth she asked, "I ask of you, are you worthy to be my Master?"

The Magus Killer took one look at his Servant, and walked away thinking, 'This tool will do.'

Izuku was determined once he returned to his home. He knew what he was going to do. As he walked into the house he was greeted by his surprised mother and aunt, "Izuku, where have you been at this time of night?"

"At Tsuyu's I needed to talk to her about something important. She fed me dinner by the way."

Frowning Fubuki told her son, "I wish you would've let me know you were going out, I saved you a plate."

Giving a weak sheepish smile, Izuku replied, "Sorry mom, I needed to see her though."

Fubuki sighed but smiled and said, "I really should be used to your disappearing acts by now. Never in my life did I think you would grow up to be such a willful child."

"Sorry." Her son apologized, hanging his head.

Fubuki shook her head, "Don't be. You were a mess because of me. Instead of encouraging you like I should have, I apologize. I let you get bullied and…for the most part I feel like I've failed as your mother."

"Mom, that's not true at all. You did the best you could raising me all by yourself. I couldn't ask for a better mother." Izuku replied, before embracing her.

Returning the hug, Fubuki replied, "Thank you, son, it means the world to me to hear you say that," Wiping away her gathering tears, Fubuki asked, "Have you come to a decision of some sort?"

Izuku nodded looking serious. "I have."

Fubuki smiled, "Then I won't keep you."

Izuku made his way to the elevator that would take him up to the tenth floor where his room was, but not before turning back and saying, "I love you mom, please never forget that."

"I know son. I love you too."

As she watched him get on the elevator, Fubuki thought to herself, 'Why did it sound like he was saying goodbye in a fashion?'

Once in his room which also doubled as his Workshop, Izuku sighed, but he had little time to waste, so he got right down to it. Going over to a long slanted steel desk that had his latest Mystic Code laid out in pieces on its surface he proceeded to tinker with it, intending to finish it at least before he went through what could be an irrevocable change in his personality. He was currently creating his own Automata, based on the information he gleaned from the Muramasa Magic Crest.

Like the Einzbern Aoko told him of, the Muramasa utilized alchemy to create their blades. It was a multistep process. First, they would visualize the sword and bring a Prototype to life with Gradation Air. Once it was as perfect as could be, they used Alchemy, along with Reinforcement and Alteration to create the actual product, using a sliver of their own souls to hold it all together, becoming tainted by the demons their very blades sealed away in the process.

They did not just transmute metals like the Einzbern, but also phenomena like those at Atlas. They did not seek to calculate the future but to bind the alien essence of a Demon into an inanimate sword. Such was their craft. Eventually, when word of the Einzbern Homunculi reached their shores with the Meiji Restoration, they turned their pursuits to making their own living creations. Neither as sturdy as Kabballah's Golems, nor as swift as the Einzbern combat Homunculi, they stood at a solid middle ground between the two.

While Izuku had no skill at Alchemy himself, the last three holders of the Muramasa Crest did. With their Circuits and knowledge, he was able to fashion his own Automaton quite easily. The entire thing consisted of Noble Metals. Its skeleton was comprised of Rhenium. Ruthenium, rhodium, and palladium comprised its muscle structure, while Copper tubing and gold wire made into hundreds of blood vessels and nerves. Mercury prepared to flow like blood throughout the construct, and organs consisting of silver were all in place. Only two items remained. The skin and the heart. Its skin was composed of mystical Uru metal. With this coating the entirety of its outer shell, it should theoretically not be immune to Magecraft but be capable of absorbing it into its very being.

He set his creation into a sitting position. It looked for all intents and purposes like a wooden manikin used by artists only stone grey with more articulate hands and feet. It was faceless lacking any real sense of form beyond humanoid in shape. That was intended. Now all that remained was adding the final piece and conducting his experiment.

He reached for what would be the heart of his creation, an Arc Reactor, glowing faintly with a blue-white light. Carefully he placed it in the center of the chest hooking it up to the necessary wires. The job done, he carried the yet lifeless husk over to a formalcraft circle he had painstakingly etched into the floor with silver. Placing the automata in the center, he then traced a copy of Hrunting, the Hound of the Red Plains, one of the two blades of Beowulf, and place it in the automata's hands.

He looked over everything one more time. According to what he'd been told by Aoko, he had everything necessary. A Vessel to house the spirit, a catalyst to summon said soul, and the means to keep it here. Sure he was lacking Command Seals, but he hoped if he were polite enough, such things wouldn't be necessary. When Aoko told him that back in her world they had a way to summon the spirits of ancient heroes, he knew he had to at least attempt the same thing himself being the colossal hero fan that he was.

So, using the funds generated by his conglomerate he bought precious Noble Metals shaping them over the course of fourteen months into a human form. The vessel.

He traced one of his few Noble Phantasms hoping the memories etched into it would be enough to call forth the soul. Then, should all of this work, the spirit would be bound to its Uru skin, and provided constant energy in the form of its Arc Reactor heart, erasing his need to provide magical energy. Sending up a silent prayer, Izuku proceeded to chant.

"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the Archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.

The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.

Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill).

Repeat every five times.

Simply, shatter once filled.

――――I announce.

Your self is under me, my fate (doom) is in your sword.

In accordance with the approach of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.

Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.

You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――!"

The magic circle glowed bright silver as it became awash with power as the air was filled with an electrical charge. Then, there was a brilliant flash of light! When it cleared, a figure was standing in the circle.

He was fair skinned with scars crisscrossing his arms and bare torso he had a head of messy golden blonde hair and sharp green eyes, golden knotwork tattoos covered his shoulders, which matched gold and ruby studded armbands on his wrists that were connected via a long chain. Navy blue pants and belt whose buckle looked like a dragons head and his minimalist clothing was completed by the sturdy pair of boots on his feet.

Locking eyes with him the man spoke, his voice a rough and wild timbre, "I, Berserker, ask of you, are you, my Master?"

Izuku shook his head, "No, though I summoned you via my own methods, I lack any form of Command Seals. So calling me you're Master I feel, would be incorrect."

This caused him to blink, "You completed a summoning without a Grail, on your own?"

Izuku nodded, "Yes sir. I hope that isn't a problem?"

Berserker burst out into a peal of laughter, "A problem?! You defy all logic, all known feats of magic and you ask if it is a problem? Do you have any idea what you've done boy?"

Summoned a Heroic Spirit? That's what I was trying to do."

"Aye, you did. An' that should be impossible! Only the World or the bastardized version of the Third Magic should be capable of this! Then you just go up and do it Hahahahaaha!"

The Spirit calmed himself producing a wolfish grin, "But allow me to properly introduce myself warrior to warrior. I am Beowulf! Son of Ecgtheow, King of the Geats, Slayer of Grendel, his Hag Mother, and a Dragon Kind."

Bowing politely, Izuku said, "Greetings Beowulf-sama, I am Midoriya Izuku, Shield-Brother of Thor, Slayer of the Demon King Akuto Sai and his Dragon Peterhausen, ender of an alien invasion, honorary Yautjua Hunter Iz'ku Mant Blades, and your summoner."

"None of that bowing, Warriors clasp arms." Beowulf held his arm out. Izuku gripped his forearm, and he did the same to his in turn, smiling as he said, "Well met Midoriya Izuku Many Blades."

"And to you…" Izuku returned with a smile and a nod before taking his hand back.

The king of the Geats smiled, "You have a question?"

"A request" Izuku replied doing his best to sound humble.

"Ask."

Schooling his features, Izuku said, "I am about to undergo a dangerous procedure, one that could turn me from the path of humanity and make me a threat to humanity. Should that happen, can I count on you to…do your duty as a slayer of beasts?"

Beowulf closed his eyes and grimaced, "Tis, a cruel thing to ask of me o' summoner mine, but I shall heed thy wishes command seal or no. Should you become a beast, I shall cut thee down."

The young magus felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, "Thanks. That puts my mind and heart at ease."

The Servant laughed, "You're a strange one indeed being put at ease by such words. Come then, led the way to thine own doom. Afore that, a question if I may. Why do I feel so stiff?"

"Ah, that is likely due to the vessel used in your summoning. I had to reinforce the joints more than anything. To be honest, your Agility and Endurance are probably a rank lower than what they should be, as the vessels I created can only do so much."

"I also cannot go into a spiritual form is this too, another drawback of being summoned this way?" Beowulf inquired as he followed the boy down some lit hallways.

"It is, your body isn't spiritual in nature. It's more physical than that." Izuku replied as he led the way.

"And the reason I sense no prana transfer between us?"

"I found a better solution, using something called an Arc reactor, which generates nearly limitless clean energy for in place of your heart. You are, for all intents and purposes, self-sustaining."

The Warrior-King couldn't help but grin and shake his head as he followed behind this boy. He has in essence, bastardized the Third Magic utilizing Alchemy and technology and failed utterly to recognize the grandeur of his achievement.

"We're here, brace yourself," Izuku told him as he pushed open the door.

Aoko's head snapped up as the door opened and she breathed a sigh of relief as her boyfriend walked in. "Izuku thank-"All joy left her as she noticed the person coming in behind him.

Taking a deep calming breath, the Fifth Magician asked in a deadpan tone, "Izuku…why is there a Servant following you? That shouldn't be possible in your dimension. It has no Holy Grail."

"Well, when you told me about the Holy Grail Wars and how they worked, I figured I'd try summoning a Heroic Spirit for myself. I mean I had everything I needed."

Arcueid had moved closer and began poking Beowulf with a finger as Izuku continued his explanation, "I created an automata as a container to house the spirit. I used a traced copy of Hrunting to act as both a catalyst and spiritual record. Using Uru metal as an outer coating to anchor his spirit to the body."

"Uru?" The Magician asked, perplexed.

"The same metal Mjolnir consists of, it absorbs magic and is particularly good for enchantments. Or in this case, anchoring a soul."

Aoko thought it over. She was no Doll Maker, that was her sister's forte, but she knew enough to know it was at least plausible. "What about a magical pathway?"

"Arc Reactor."

She looked him over spotting no Command Spells she asked a little fearfully, "Please tell me you have command spells?"

"Nope, that's the one part I couldn't get down. Beowulf-san has been kind enough so far, however."

Aoko let out a shaky breath, "So let me see if I've got this straight. You, without any way to control it whatsoever, have all but recreated the Third Magic by summoning…who is he anyway?"

"I am Beowulf, King of the Geats...and I would appreciate it, if you would stop poking me in the cheek, Vampire." He finished, giving Arcueid a cross look.

"Sorry, hehe." The White princess replied while giving a goofy grin and rubbing her golden locks.

"Ok, new question, why is he here?" Aoko felt a headache coming on. The type of headache only dealing with Izuku's brand of crazy could produce.

Izuku replied without a hint of hesitation, "In case this goes horribly wrong and I become a monster, he's here to put me down."

"I-you…so you've decided to become a Dead Apostle then, rather than taking the safer path and retain your humanity?" Aoko couldn't hide the disappointment in her voice. She didn't even try. She thought she taught him better than this. She was disappointed in him but even more so in herself for not doing a better job as his teacher.

"No, I've decided to do both and see what happens."

"That is…" Belldandy began searching for the right words.

"Crazy even for you." Arcueid finished for the Goddess, "How can you be so sure this would even remotely work?"

Izuku pointed a thumb behind him, towards his…Automatous Servant he supposed was a good enough term. "I'm not, that's why I brought him along."

"Is there no way I can change your mind? Aoko all but begged.

The would-be hero shook his head, "Not unless you know if Reinforcement can affect my soul if I get good enough at it. 'Cause that's what it would take for me to safely use One For All at this point without potentially killing myself."

Aoko ran her fingers through her hair, her nails digging into her scalp as she groaned in defeat, "I can't. I want to, but I can't. What scares me more than anything, is the thought of losing you."

"I'm not going anywhere," Izuku promised.

The Magician was baffled by his sudden confidence, "How can you be so sure?"

"Man's intuition."

"There's no such thing." Aoko laughed, but it came out like a sob.

Izuku walked over and took her shaking hand in his own, "It's called a gut feeling, just trust me."

Her blue eyes misting over, Aoko nodded, "Ok."

Izuku smiled before pecking her on the cheek, "Alright then."

Turning to his Automatous Servant, he asked, "Are you ready?"

In response, Berserker manifested both Hrunting and Naegling, his face set and grave.

Holding out his hand, Izuku said, "Belldandy, the egg please."

With both fear and trepidation in her eyes, the Norn of the Present handed over the golden egg, resting her hand over it and his own she asked, "Are you sure about this Izuku?"

"Nope, but I'm gonna do it anyway. Sometimes, you need to take a difficult path to reach your destination, and other times, you need to make your own."

"I see," The Goddess said with a resigned sigh, "So you choose to charge recklessly ahead…you truly are a hero." This caused Beowulf to laugh.

"I feel somewhat insulted," Izuku noted.

Belldandy could feel his pulse through her fingertips. That steady rhythm, which denoted someone as alive and in the now. Would he still have that after all this was said and done? She didn't know, for the future was not her domain. This is why she leaned forward and planted a chaste kiss on his cheek, saying, "Should this lead to our parting, know that I have enjoyed my time with you. No matter how short it might've been."

Izuku couldn't help himself, "Don't count me out yet Belldandy. If I survive this, I'm going to need more than a kiss on the cheek."

"If you survive, you can have whatever you like." The goddess kindly replied.

'Damn she's good.' Izuku silently admitted.

"Wait!" Chao came up to him looking worried, Mithra following behind, "You're going to be ok right?"

"I-"Izuku began, only for Mithra to answer for him, "Of course he is. He is the man a God wishes to fight, that another calls Shield-Brother, and who if I understand correctly recreated actual a Miracle through a mixture of magic and technology. This will not stop him."

"Right, I'll be fine," Izuku assured Chao.

The Martian hugged her boss, whispering into his ear, "You'd better be, cause you owe me an explanation."

Unused to such displays of affection from her Izuku rigidly returned her embrace, careful not to crush the egg, and asking, "For?"

Pulling her head from his chest, she looked up at him and replied, "For why you haven't asked me out yet. I've been dropping hints like crazy, you silly boy, you. Yet you keep me at arm's length, why?"

"It was a little awkward having you as an employee I didn't really know how to proceed proper-why are you laughing?"

Chao tried and failed to stifle her giggling fit with a fist, "Oh, for someone so smart, you can be very, very dumb. Employees date all the time. It's ok to just treat me like a friend. Its how I've always treated you."

She treated him to a mild glare, "Now you'd better survive this since you now all but owe me a date!"

Izuku was dumbfounded, "I-wah-how did this happen? When did I lose control of this situation?"

Patting him gently on the cheek the genius Martian replied, "Oh Izuku, you never had control in the first place."

Chao then went on to join Aoko on the other side of the room but not before yelling out a cheer. "Fight, fight, Izuku, fight!"

Mithra was standing there still, feeling awkward. "Something wrong Mithra?"

She just smiled at him, "You're going to be fine, you-in the short time I've know you, you've done amazing things. This won't stop you. It won't even slow you down. That determination is one of the many things I-I really love about you."

Izuku was pretty sure his jaw dropped, 'Did she just say, what I think she said?'

"Did you just-"The Priestess put a hand to his lips. "We can talk about it after this mess is over and done with."

"Right," Izuku took a breath, knowing it could very well be his last, "Anybody else wanna confess while we're at it?"

There was no response, "No? Ok then, let's do this…but if I don't make it out, know that I love you all, some of you not half as well as you deserve but…yeah, tell my mom and Aunt I love them should the worst happen."

Without further ado, he swallowed the Angel Egg whole before baring his neck to the White Princess, "Free Hawaiian Punch." He joked due to his nerves.

That earned him a smack upside the head, and a rebuke, "Enough." She smiled at him comfortingly, "Don't worry I won't take much. That said…Itadakimasu!"

Arcueid opened her mouth wide revealing her pointed canine fangs which she sunk into his jugular. For a moment Izuku felt dizzy as he his lifeblood being sucked from his body. Then he felt weak in the knees. Finally, there came darkness…

He awoke with a gasp on a familiar woman's lap. "Yo, Shiki-neechan, it's been awhile hasn't it?"

The older woman absentmindedly ran her hand through his white locks as she replied, "That it has. You had a choice between two options. You created a third. In doing so, you have chosen to walk down a road never traveled before and by doing this, will blaze a path like no other. It will be fraught with peril and danger, yet cannot turn back, nor can you retreat. Every choice has a consequence. It was so when you chose to accept Solomon's Rings, the same with the Muramasa Magic Crest and so too now, with choosing to both harbor a Hamingja and willingly accept the bite of the White Princess."

Izuku held out his left hand. The iron and brass bands clung to his digits. In truth they had been there so long, they were like a second skin to him to the point he paid them no mind anymore. But now that his attention was brought to them, he began to wonder…could they, the Rings be the reason for his successful Servant summoning? More than that, his inventions his Mystic Codes, leaned toward the shapes of animals, people, insects and the like. Could these bands be subtly influencing him in a way he didn't even notice? He shrugged, no reason to worry about it now.

"So, give it to me straight Shiki-neechan, how screwed am I?"

Shiki cocked her head to the side as she gave him a look, "You seem to be mistaken you aren't dying nor are you becoming a Vampire."

Izuku gave a sigh of relief, "A True Ancestor then? I guess I can live with that."

Again, Shiki Ryougi shook her head, "No, I told you are blazing a trail none have before you. You are becoming something never before seen."

Frowning he asked the older woman, who seemed to know everything but care about nothing, "Should I be worried, about what I'm becoming?"

Shiki finally stopped combing her hand through his hair. Leaving it tangled in his mop as she spoke, "When one takes earth and refines it, they get steel. When steel is shaped, a blade is forged. The blade becomes a symbol. Authority granted by both Gods and Men. Will that Authority be that of a just ruler or a cruel tyrant? That is for you to decide."

Izuku let out a mirthless chuckle, "You're cryptic and vague as always I see. Don't ever change Shiki-neechan. Life would be far too boring if you did."

"I'll try," she replied with a small smile, "Now, it's time for you to wake up."

Once she was alone again Shiki Ryougi couldn't help but wonder, 'Will my dear hero become the savior of man or their destroyer?'

Izuku awoke with a groan and throbbing headache. The pain quickly cleared up, however, and he looked around. He felt lighter on his feet now. He felt 'right' for lack of a better term. Like a piece of him that he didn't know was missing had clicked into place. Popping his neck, he flipped to his feet and looked around. Aoko, Belldandy, Chao, and Mithra were watching him from a ways off. He could feel Beowulf behind him via his tempered bloodlust, Hrunting raised to take his head off. He also saw Arcueid sitting in the corner nursing a goose egg sized lump on her head.

"What happened to Arc?"

Aoko replied with, "First things first are you still you?"

Izuku nodded, "I still feel like me. I feel lighter on my feet and just feel right for lack of a better term, but I'm not looking at any of you like juice boxes or pests that need to be removed."

Aoko breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness."

Izuku felt the bloodlust behind him ebb away. He heard the clink of chains, and the moment of air as something heavy was lowered to the floor. "It seems your plan has succeeded young Master."

Izuku answered without turning around, "I told you, Beowulf, you have no reason to call me that. I have no authority over you."

"Mayhap, mayhap not. Still, thou has brought me into the realm of this living. So my Master thou are."

"As you wish." Izuku replied before making his way over to the girl, "So Arcueid, what's the story there?"

"She took more than just a 'little sip.' She almost drained you dry." Aoko finished shooting a glare at the Shinso.

"He tasted so good! It wasn't my fault!" Arcueid whined piteously, tears in her eyes.

Belldandy changed the topic to more important matters, "So you feel no impulse to drink blood, meaning you've not become a Vampire. What about you're Angel?"

Izuku gave a shrug "I don't know. Bell, you're the expert here, how does one go about manifesting an angel?"

"You simply will it to come forth, and it should come."

Izuku held out his arm, "Ok, I'm gonna feel a little goofy, but here it goes. Come forth, my Hamingja."

Much to his surprise, it worked, the Hamingja, his Hamingja appeared by his side. It had long tresses of flaxen hair that floated upward, defying gravity. The strands were so bright, they seemed to be sprinkled with gold dust. She had golden eyes like a lion, and a royal blue toga crisscrossing with gold was wrapped around her pale form. What really drew his eye were the wings. Radiating with golden light, each feather sharpened to a point as if a divine blade.

"You need a name don't you?" The angel nodded in response.

Belldandy spoke up, "Usually two goddesses would need to be present to witness the naming of a God or Goddesses Angel, but I think an exception can be made in this case. The angels are also usually named after the attribute they embody."

"What's her's?" Izuku wondered aloud while looking over his Hamingja.

"Isn't it obvious? Though I admit to never seeing it myself, it is clear you Angel has a dual attribute of Aether or Void if you prefer to use your people's term for the element, and Metal."

Izuku began muttering to himself in thought, "A holy blade eh? How ironic. I suppose I could use the name of a holy sword for you…but that doesn't seem appropriate. A holy island maybe…" He nodded to himself, "Yes that could work."

He thought back to a series of books he received from his Aunt one Christmas, detailing the entirety of the tale of King Arthur. The Lancelot-Grail Cycle as one part was called, depicted the fall of Camelot through Lancelot and Guinevere's affair and Galahad's quest for the Holy Grail…the name of the Island upon which the Grail was kept was called…

"Sarras," he decided, "I'll call you Sarras."

The Angel nodded, accepting her name with a smile.

Suddenly a clapping was heard. Izuku snapped his head towards an arched window, quickly locating the source. Zelretch sat there on the window sill, lounging like a cat that ate the canary. With grace belying his age, the vampiric Magician slipped from the ledge, landing silently. "I must say, I am impressed."

"What are you doing here Zelretch?" Izuku asked, the vampire not filling him with the same trepidation he once did. He felt, annoyed for the most part.

"It has been almost nine hundred years since something so momentous has occurred. Not since Arcueid's birth has something like this come to pass. I knew I just had to be here to witness it for myself."

"I'm not a Shinso." Izuku denied.

The Second Magician shook his head, "No you're not…your something else entirely aren't you? Something completely new and never before seen on this or any other world. The question is, what are you?"

"When I figure that out, I'll let you know. Now, is there something you wanted?" Izuku didn't know why, but the Vampire was getting on his nerves. He was feeling this sudden urge to lash out, to prove his own superiority, to show that his blades were as numerous as they were superior to his opponents, and by doing so, prove his ideology was the correct one.

'What is this feeling?' The boy wondered trying his best to suppress it.

Seeing the boy struggling with something internal, he asked, "Having trouble with impulse control? I'm sure you'll get the hang of it, in time." Zelretch promised before continuing on, "As for why I'm here, I am here to offer you the chance to participate in a Holy Grail War."

"Holy Grail War? Like the one's Aoko told me about?"

The very same." Zelretch looked over to Beowulf, eyebrows raising slightly, "My, my, your full of surprises today. Bastardizing the Servant Summoning Ritual which itself is a bastardization of the Third Magic. Heh, if only Old Atch could see this, he'd froth at the mouth at the mere idea of someone not of the Einzbern, much less a foreigner doing this."

"What if he's not interested in joining a Grail War?" Aoko asked, defending her man, "He just went through a transformation of some kind. Who knows what sort of changes he's gone through? He should stay here till we figure all this out."

Zelretch nodded, "Yes of course, by all means, stay. Just know that if you do, you'll allow a child killer to run rampant throughout the City of Fuyuki."

That was all Izuku needed to hear. There was no way he was going to let someone like that roam around, not if he could knowingly do something about it. As he all but sprinted to the door, he called, "Give me ten minutes to collect my things."

Izuku returned seven and a half minutes later, armor on, Shroud of Martin of Tours on his shoulders and around his waist. The cloak of the Muramasa hanging over his right arm, concealing it from view. In his left, he carried a duffle bag. "Ok, I'm ready to go."

"Alright, let's do this!" Beowulf said, excitement in his tone."

"Uh, Beowulf-san I don't think-"The Heroic Spirit cut him off, "Kid if you think I'm missing out on fighting heroes from bygone era's your nuts. Weaker body or not, I'm not missing this."

Izuku shrugged, "Alright, just don't blame me if you die."

"Wouldn't dream of it." Beowulf grinned like a savage animal, showing his excitement.

Reaching into his pocket, Zelretch tossed the boy something, saying, "Here, you'll need this."

Izuku caught with his free hand a small palm-sized statue. It was of a humanoid dragon with an octopod for a head sitting upon a rock. The entire thing seemed to be carved from the crimson bone of some unknown sea creature. Just looking at the thing made Izuku feel a bit disoriented.

"Thanks. Can you give us a lift?"

The Vampire grinned impishly, "Thought you'd never ask."

A portal appeared beneath the Magus and the Ghost Liner Familiar, both letting out a surprised gasp before they disappeared.

Ryuunosuke Uryuu was a serial killer. He knew it and accepted it. He killed merely because he found life to be mundane and boring. So, he decided to make it enjoyable, by trying to find new and exciting ways to kill people. When rummaging through his parents' house, he found a book on how to summon a demon of all things. He thought seeing someone eaten by such a thing would be so cool! So he decided to try it out. It said a blood circle was needed, so he stalked and killed a small family leaving the boy alive as a human sacrifice, while his parents bled out on the floor, providing material for the circle.

He was about to start chanting from the book when he heard a thump behind him. Before he could begin to turn he heard the voice of a demon growl out, "Trace on!"

Seconds later he saw two sword blades one black, one white, burst from his chest, dripping with his blood. Looking at the sight all Ryuunosuke could think was… 'How cool.'

Izuku ignored the dying killer and rushed to the terrified boy's side. Using alteration he increased the amount chemicals his brain that caused the body to fall asleep, Adenosine, nitric oxide, prostaglandin D2, tumor necrosis factor, interleukin-1 and HGH, then proceeded to alter the boy's memories. He'd be out for the next six to eight hours, and when he woke up, he wouldn't remember the trauma of his parent's death.

Placing the boy in Beowulf's arms, he said, "Go deliver him somewhere safe. Then get back here. I need to go over this mess and do what I can."

"Understood." Beowulf took off in a burst of speed while his master did what he could to prepare the ritual. By the time he returned, the bodies of the boy's parents had been decayed beyond recognition as had the killer. The only thing remaining was the ritual circle of blood. The artifact given by the vampire sitting in the center.

"Has the boy been taken care of?" Izuku asked as he went over the circle for the final time.

"Yes, I left him on the doorstep of the local temple. He's sure to be looked after there."

The hero nodded, "Good, let's begin."

Holding out a hand over the circle he chanted,

"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the Archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.

The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.

Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill).

Repeat every five times.

Simply, shatter once filled.

――――I announce.

Your self is under me, my fate (doom) is in your sword.

In accordance with the approach of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.

Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.

You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――!"

Power, not at all like that when he summoned Beowulf built up around the circle. It swirled in the air, thrummed with every breath, every beat of his heart. A gale picked up, shaking the windows on the property with its force. Then as he spoke the last line, a flash of light as the tidal wave of power reached a crescendo.

When it all died down, Izuku felt his breath catch. For standing in the magic circle was a vision of stunning beauty. Long tresses of dark black hair with a purple tinge were held back by a veiled tiara, yet framed the regal pale face of their owner. A face that was narrow and heart-shaped set with ruby crimson eyes, which shined with both curiosity and a knowing that went beyond the kenning of Man. A curvaceous body that would put most women to shame was covered yet entirely on display via the silken bodysuit that was crisscrossed with black leather straps. The leather armguards and steel pauldrons seemingly her only real protection. In either hand was a crimson spear of elaborate make both covered in spiral carvings.

Looking him over, the woman spoke, sounding curious at her summoning more than anything, "I Servant Foreigner, have come forth at your summons. I ask of you, are you…my Master?"

Gathering his courage, Izuku replied, "Yes Foreigner, yes I am. Shall we go win this Holy Grail War?"

Word Count: 18,000 Total Number of Pages: 39 Date Completed: 5/16/18

AN: Hello all and welcome to the Fourteenth Chapter of Twice Inheritor! Lots of things went down in this chap, but the main this is, we finally got to the Grail War Arc! The Arc you all voted for! Once this arc is complete, we'll be heading in to MHA canon for a while. Till the summer camp arc at least. Then things will get crazy again.

That said, the next chapter might be a little bit, as my mom is homesick so we've decided to head back home three weeks sooner than intended. So if I'm out of touch for like, a week, it's because I'm traveling all the way across the US back home. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Till next chap everybody,

-Bubbajack out Peace!