It was Disgusting... Society's lack of respect for what came before... But soon, that would change... After all, The Planets would soon be in Alignment...


Happy Happy Halloween... Halloween Happy Happy Halloween... Silver Shamrock...

... Just under 24 hours left to get your Silver Shamrock masks... The Clock is ticking...

They glow in the dark ...

And don't miss the the All night Horrorthon, followed by the big giveaway at nine!!!


He smiled... it was almost time... The next great festival of Samhain was going to occur...

The family of 3 didn't know that, to them, it was simply the smile of the quirky CEO of Silver Shamrock Novelties...and why would they have any reason to be suspicious, unfortunately that alcholic doctor and his young companion were being way too nosy... the girl's father had also been sticking his nose where it didn't belong, that's why he had been dealt with...

The Suited CEO beckoned the 5 guests to follow him as he gave them a tour, of course he didn't show them the backroom final processing ("Trade Secrets" he claimed)...


There were just a few hours left... He watched with glee as the clock ticked ever closer to 9... He'd get the last laugh, on all of them... all those who mocked him, or others like him, they'd all get their due in their last moments...

People were ignorant of the history of the holiday, they thought that they'd outgrown what the called "Primitive Superstition"

Just like they saw the Quirkless people such as himself, as being inferior relics...

As the Clock struck 9... he had thought of the perfect comeback, although no one else was around to here it...

'Pray in your Next Life, you become a better person, Kachaan' mused Izuku Midoriya


The Clock struck 9 and all across the world children donned their Silver Shamrock Masks and sat at the tv...

"All Witches, all Skeletons all Jack'o lanterns gather round, and watch the magic pumpkin, Watch!!!"

The upbeat jingle began to play, set to the tune of london bridge is falling down...

In a lonely gas station the alcholic doctor begged for them to get it off the air of the final station...

"You've got to turn it off..."The tempo grew faster

"STOP IT"

Even faster

"STOP ITTT!!!!" he cried...

but it was in vain, as his shouts were silenced by the screams of Quirked Children everywhere, along side the agonizing final moments of the Quirked adults, consumed by the snakes and spiders crawling out of the melted heads of their children.

The cacophany of agony was forever known in the anuals of history as the Season of The Quirkless... but to those few quirked surviors it was known as... The night no one came home