If I did this right, this should be out on the day of my birthday. Turning older is... not something I look forward to, but something I accept and hope I can deal with. I'm from Europe, so I have been an "adult" for 3 years now, but still, the number is... daunting. Still, I hope you guys enjoy reading THE LONGEST OPD CHAPTER TO DATE, and possibly the longest ever. I could have cut it up into two uneven parts, spare myself some work for June. But you guys deserve a conclusion to this arc. Some aftermath is still left of the next one, but you'll see. Time for guest reviews!
Grey
No problem, hope you'll like this one as well!
AFOneeds2shtup
Your name is great! I prefer it to just "Guest". It gives you a unique voice among all my guest reviewers. I hope you enjoy the chapter, even if the resolution is not what you pictured.
M
Well, you didn't have to wait for a full month. As for what Izuku does to Machia, you'll have to read and see.
Guest
Machia is a very forgettable character, yes XD
J Vision Lil
Read it a many times as you want, I won't be complaining XD I have plans on Izuku 2unlocking" his Saitama potential, but it might not be what people expect. As for the Nomu issue, I have laid the plans down a while back. And now another r piece of the puzzle might fall into place. Villians will monologue till the sun dies, and I love them for it. Also, damn, that's some dark places your thoughts are going. But I also can neither confirm nor deny your assumption.
Guest
Tatsumaki HAD to be nerfed, otherwise she just juggernauts everyone, and I mean EVERYONE in the MHA universe. It's not even a contest. Izuku, as I have stated has not reached his full potential yet, or rather, he doesn't know there is more he could "unlock".
Guest
Nah. People who read this story are pogchamp.
That does it for guest reviews. I love to hear your thoughts and hope to hear many more. Also.
I OWN NOTHING! I'M BUT A HOBO THAT SNEAKS INTO THE LIBRARY AND WASTES TIME WRITING THIS INSTEAD OF WATCHING PORN!
"Hey there!" -regular dialogue
"Who is this guy again?" -inner thoughts
"I AM HERE!" -All Might muscle form
"Time limit is nearing!" -All Might muscle form inner thoughts
This chapter was beta read by Marethyu. Thank you for your awesome work!
Bakugo… was scared shitless. How did it all go so wrong? He did not expect such a goddamn clusterfuck to occur when he swaggered out of the hospital with Ponytail and Shitty hair on his ass. They got to the city no problem, but then Ponytail insisted they wear disguises. That's how he found himself with a dumb goatee and a pink t-shirt that had some writing on the back. He didn't see what it was, but he could just feel Shitty Hair snickering while he walked behind him.
Although both of them agreed that Ponytail pulled off that Rocker look a bit too well. It would draw too much attention so they convinced her to change into something that a housewife would wear, so they didn't have every Tom, Dick, and Harry hitting on her. There were still some drunken vagrants who tried their luck but quickly scrambled after seeing the smoke coming off his palms.
They were kind of drifting, reluctant to approach the seedy bar that the tracker was pointing to when something rather peculiar happened.
"What the fuck is Frog face doing here?"
His question alerted the other two, to the presence of their classmate, who was happily skipped down the street.
"You're right, that is Tsu-chan! HEY TS-"
Kirishima found a sock jammed in his mouth, courtesy of Yaoyorozu, who discreetly pulled it out of her cleavage.
"Oi, Shit hair. She was recovering from blood loss this morning. You really think we'd find her here, skipping out of all things?"
Kirishima couldn't argue with that. The trio quickly elected to follow their 'classmate'. Well, Bakugo did, the other two following his lead, because he didn't really leave them any other choice. They trailed her to the warehouse district, before making a run for the back of the building she entered. It took them no longer than ten seconds to get there. And yet, in that little time, the clusterfuck began.
Before he could even tell Shitty Hair to boost him so he could look in through the window, a roar of an apex predator pierced the night, making their bones tremble. The entire building shook to the foundations. And a voice that practically everyone in Japan knew by heart.
"I AM HERE!"
Everything was going to be fine now… Right? Before Bakugo could decide on a plan of action, he and the trio were assaulted by a killing intent. They each knew the feeling. It was impossible not to know it, with Midoriya in their class. But this… this was on a whole other level!
He and Spiky Ponytail were huddled close by Shitty Hair, who had turned on his quirk, to shield them from debris that fell down. The building they were trying to scout was gone.
"Man, these Nomu guys are WEAK!"
Miruko, discontent as she may have been with the strength of her opponents, still had a smile on her face. It was rare that she could get to let loose, and the erupting fires of Endeavor and the old flying banana guy just added to the thrill.
But all that time, she was looking for an opening to charge against the big bad wolf himself, who stood in the skeletal remains of the building, observing his creations getting taken out by the pros. But it was not to be, since All Might came back, with the broccoli kid in tow.
Also, suddenly a lot more people appeared on the scene, including the short stack that drove with them. She was wondering for a second who let this sassy kid ride with heroes, before being told she was looking at a Top U.S hero. Who was also broccoli's brother? Small world.
Villains tried to reinforce the attacking Nomu, before they were frozen still, some of them mid-step. Thinking she finally had the opening she needed to take a shot at the boss, she was proven wrong when with a single sentence that turned everything on its head.
"Come to me… GIGANTOMACHIA!"
Out of all the heroes present, only Gran Torino truly realized the meaning of those words. The blood froze in his veins, as his mind flashed back to the unending rampages, where the best help heroes could offer was by removing civilians from its path.
The black misty portal opened and grew and grew, looming over the battlefield. And from it emerged. The Nightmare of Days long past. Walking on all fours, its towering height intimidating all on its own.
The creature announced its entrance with an earth-shattering roar, before bowing low to its master. Who then spoke the simple command, that had razed cities and slew hundreds, no, thousands!
"Charge."
Gran Torino saw it in slow motion. The muscles bulging to begin its reckless sprint, trampling everything in its way. He also saw All Might jump in, ready to take on the beast.
"Toshi, DON'T!"
It was in vain. While still mid-air, All Might was smacked away like a fly. But only a few truly knew how bad it was. He was hit directly into his unguarded injured side. Nothing was standing in the monster's way. Kamino was about to be razed to the ground.
While many froze at the entrance of the giant, Endeavor did not. Because the Nomu did not get distracted. They were all aiming towards one single goal. To kill every hero they possibly could. Like he'd let them!
"Flashfire Fist - Jet Burn!"
Another Nomu bit the dust, this one seemingly lacking the incredible regenerative capabilities the others had. It was almost like a lottery. Would the monster get up, or not? Just in case, he made sure to torch as much of it as he could. He could still go for a little while longer, and the Nomus was slowly being pushed back. They could win! They WILL win!
But then he saw a yellow-bluish missile flying away from the battle. And he could pretty accurately guess who it was. This was in no way good. And now the giant fucking monster was charging right towards the police line. Looks like this villain had no qualms in endangering civilians!
But someone was standing in its way. The little brat they were trying to save. One of Shoto's classmates. The one who defeated his son. It left a bad taste, but ultimately, was for the best, since Shoto was much more willing to train with his fire.
The kid may have the power to stop it, but he did not have the mass. The best he could do was maybe trip it. The only rational option was to move and find someone else to handle it. But the kid was not moving.
"He's not gonna try to stop that, is he?"
"I'm gonna stop that!"
Izuku Midoriya stared down at the beast as it was charging. He was too small to grab it. Too light to lift it without some sort of anchor. Which meant he could only halt its movement one way. By outputting the same amount of momentum. Momentum was mass times velocity. He had a lot less mass. That meant he was gonna need a lot more velocity. Good thing the ground around him was already wrecked.
The monster ran closer and closer… not yet… Closer and closer still… not yet… It was almost upon him… NOW!
He pushed off the ground, caving it into a larger crater, and flew towards Gigantomachia, who only now realized he was there. It didn't try to block. It had probably never met anything that could effectively penetrate its outer shell. It was only when Izuku's head met its chin, that it recognized its mistake, as it was raised off the ground, before falling flat on its back.
Izuku was falling, but he was more concerned when the monster was already getting back up. He underestimated it. Of course, he did. He should have just gone beyond and-
Muscular's still grinning corpse flashed in his mind. He knew he should not be holding back. He should have fought harder. He should have been stronger…
"Is it that wrong I don't want to kill again?"
The thought echoed in his mind. But before anything could become of it, Gigantomachia was enveloped in a green glow that arrested its movements. And so were his pants?
He felt a tug on them and found himself flying towards the other end of the battlefield. Away from the monster. No! That wasn't right! He had to fight! He had to clean up his mess! He had to…
He was dropped on the ground, in front of his 'savior'. He had a few choice words for them, all of them that borrowed from Bakugo. But… they all died in his throat.
In front of him, in an elegant black dress, with her green hair flaring, and she raised arms shaking stood Tornado of Terror. The Number One American Hero. Tatsumaki Midoriya. His sister, who he had only seen on live television.
"What in the actual fuck?!" Bakugo's dictionary came to the rescue once more.
"Language. And I'm here to save you."
"WHAT?!"
"Mom threatened the U.A rat that I have to be here."
"MOM DID WHAT?!"
He was seriously freaking out now! But one thought slashed through the storm in his mind. One question he had to ask.
"Why are you here now? Why after 15 years…"
"I saw you on TV and-"
That was the wrong thing to say. Even in her quirk-overusing mind, Tatsumaki could see that. Her brother's face turned from confused to blank to angry in quick succession.
"Ahh. I see. Once the quirkless embarrassment starts making it big, all of a sudden it's family reunion time?"
"DON'T YOU DARE!"
Izuku wanted to rant more. To scream and shout! He had a good decade of frustrations to air out. But what stopped him wasn't the scream. It was the tears pooling down... His sister's face.
"I WAS TOLD YOU DIED AS A BABY! I WAS TOLD MOM NEVER WANTED TO SEE ME AGAIN! I LEARNED YOU WERE ALIVE LESS THAN A MONTH AGO AND DID MY BEST TO GET INTO THIS COUNTRY! MY FIRST HUG WITH MOM AFTER 15 YEARS WAS BARELY A DAY AGO! FIRST TIME I GET SO YEE YOU, MY BABY BROTHER IS ON A BATTLEFIELD!"
She was panting and blood started leaking from her nose. Even cut in half, her quirk was capable of holding down 25 people. But not if one of those 25 was a monster that actively fought and seemed to get stronger by the second.
She remembered the call she received at the police station, from the H.P.S.C.
"We cannot prevent your involvement any longer, Miss Midoriya. But this is an official warning. If your bracelets come off even for a second you will find yourself on the first available transport back to the U.S. Both H.P.S.C and the Hero Association agree on this."
Of course, the suits didn't care what was happening unless it was their asses on the line. Bureaucrats were the same, no matter the continent. The monster gave another valiant struggle. Another blood vessel busted, this time dying her left eye red. Her hold on the Nomus and the League grew weaker.
The villain spoke. Not even phased by a blonde blur evading and phasing through his attacks searching for a weak point. It was a simple command, directed at his loyal bodyguard.
"Move."
Gigantomachia broke free of the psychic lock that was holding him. Tatsumaki's head exploded in pain, relinquishing her hold over the League and the Nomu. The world turned black.
Bakugo took a deep breath. Ponytail gave them all masks so they didn't choke on the dust, and Shitty hair shielded them from the debris that was falling. All and all, they got out of that pretty well.
Dust was beginning to settle, and they could once again survey the situation. It was not good. All Might was nowhere to be seen, Nomu and the Leauge were no longer locked in place, and there was a giant fucking monster!
"Bakugo, what do we do?"
Where the hell was Deku in this mess? And All Might, why wasn't he fighting? Who was the Tintin wannabe? In the end, Bakugo decided not to overthink this. There was only one possible answer.
"WE KICK THEIR ASS!"
It was a simple plan even Shitty Hair should understand. Ponytail just shook her head, before starting to pull a fucking Gatling gun out of her belly!
"I'll provide cover fire. You two charge ahead."
"Yaomomo is that…"
"They don't have real bullets. I don't even know how to make those. They'll hurt like a bitch though."
Kirishima wanted to ask more. But they were wasting time. Time they didn't have to fucking waste!
"Good enough for me. Ready Shitty Hair?"
"Hell yea Bakubro! Real men don't shy from danger!"
His entrance was all but quiet. But he still managed to take them by surprise, first blasting away the creep in a tophat that tried kidnapping him in the woods. Next, he dodged the crusty hand dude and delivered a spinning kick to the chick with a giant magnet. A knife tried to shank him from behind, but Shitty Hair tackled the blond bitch into the ground.
"Bakugo Katsuki. And here I was, sure that you would join us. It seems I was mistaken."
"No fucking shit, you creepy asshole! I'd never join a guy who needs more than one pair of hands to get himself off!"
The dude with blue fire tried to get him but had to dodge a hail of whatever bullshit Ponytail stuffed inside her barrel. That sounded oddly euphemistic.
With most of the villains being distracted by cover fire, Bakugo and Kirishima charged the ones purposely being left out, namely the blonde bitch with a knife and a lizard dude, who swung a spinning contraption of assorted blades, bound by belts.
"Bad news dude. Blades don't work on me!"
Then Kirishima got hard. Like REALLY hard. His joints became stiff. His skin became jagged. And any movement caused sparks to fly. The damn weapon didn't stand a chance. But Kirishima couldn't hold onto it for long. The blond bitch tried to take advantage of that. All it got her was an explosion in the face.
She threw two knives at him, but those too were blown away. Sadly, the smoke made him miss the third one that whizzed past his arm, clipping a bit of his ear. Also, Hand Fetish already managed to escape the hail of projectiles and charged right at him. He already knew he was fucked if he let the fucker touch him, so he decided to gain some height, only to be drawn back down by whatever the Magnet Bitch did.
Momo stopped firing, which meant she had to reload, or move positions. But that didn't stop her from chucking a duo of smoke grenades. No pink smoke though. The haze masked Kirishima as he charged Magne, and tackled her to the ground, making her lose her weapon. He then rushed to Bakugo, and the two took the back-to-back stance. The two students were surrounded by five villains, each dangerous in their own right. Those were rookie numbers!
"BRING IT ON YOU FUCKS!"
Did her mind go blank for a second? It must have because she was leaning against a rock, and blood was wiped off her face. She looked at Izuku, who upon seeing her awake, dropped the first aid box, and turned towards the battle.
The League was engaging two students who were somehow holding their own, while the monster was trying to shake off a dragon and a rabbit who did their best to annoy it and keep it in place. Endeavor, a banana dude, and a giant blonde chick tried to contain the Nomu, but it was clear they wouldn't hold out for long.
The Blonde dude with a vizor was fighting the big bad, seemingly phasing through every attack, getting few good hits in. But even with strange lighting surrounding him, the punches had no visible impact.
Izuku prepared to jump. He wanted to get back into the fray.
"Wait! You must stay here!"
"No. All Might is still gone, and Mirio needs my help."
"We came here to save you! You can't just run right back!"
"I didn't ask to be saved! I didn't ask to be quirkless! Or ask for a father who would abandon me! Or ask for this power of mine! Or for friends! ALL I ASKED FOR WAS SOMEONE TO BELIEVE IN ME!"
He cursed the tears that slid down his face. He swore to never cry again after he showed his power to mom. Those were supposed to be the last tears he shed. He took a deep breath that definitely wasn't holding back a sob.
"A-and now… And now my best friends, those who DID believe are here fighting because I did something stupid. The heroes I admired fighting for their lives because I couldn't believe in my classmates, and the heroes who were with us."
Tatsumaki stood up. She felt the urge to hug him. In front of her, there wasn't the blank-faced Izuku Midoriya, 'the strongest first-year student' or the 'Sports festival runner-up'. In front of her was a 15-year-old boy, who got in way over his head, and was now taking all the blame on himself.
"Listen. You did what you thought was right. You could not foresee that it could get so out of hand, none of us did. That monster is a complete wildcard. Mom said you were in a mess before, but you got away without a scratch. So I'm trusting you that when you get out there again, you make it back in one piece. Can you promise me that, brother?"
Izuku felt something warm inside of him, being called brother. He wiped away what tears there were left, and gave his sister a firm nod.
"I promise. I'll be back, safe and sound."
Mirio took a deep breath, before attempting once more to charge ahead. His attention was wholly focused on the black-masked villain. Who seemed much more interested in speaking than fighting him seriously.
"I sense it inside you, boy. I can see the fire of One for All shining through you."
Mirip phased through the incoming tentacles and weaved around the rebar spikes. He went to take a breath and had to guard against a punch that rattled his entire body.
"You have All Might's fire boy. And you are very skilled for your age. But I had decades to master quirks upon quirks. Even if I was injured by that blubbering oaf, I am not someone you hold a chance against without the full power of One for All!"
Mirio did something stupid. He clenched his buttcheeks, and screamed from his heart!
"SMASH!"
This was his 100% and it staggered the villain greatly, even pushing him back a couple of meters. But he himself was blinded by a world of pain. His right arm was mangled and tangled, sporting bruises and bleeding at some points. He dropped his guard for a single second.
"You're mine!"
He tried to focus on phasing, to sink into the ground and retreat, before trying another strategy. But whether it was pain, or his quirk stalled for the third time in his life, he stood on the spot, solid as ever, as a jagged spike approached his head. Only to be stopped dead, and promptly crushed.
In front of him stood his topless kohai, prepared to take the fight to bad guys. But the villain only seemed to get giddier.
"Izuku! You finally joined us! Did you get tired of looking at how the people who came to save you are failing so miserably? Endeavor won't be able to defeat the Nomu alone, and they'll rip him to shreds, fire or not! Your classmates, where did they even come from? All three will be killed by the League. And All Might… You saw what happened when he tried to take on Gigantomachia!"
Ryukyu flew upwards to reevaluate the situation. It was bad. Like, REALLY bad. Endeavor, Gran Torino, and Mt. Lady were the only people left to fight the Nomu, while two students charged the League on their own. They seemed to be holding out well, but how long could they keep it up?
Izuku has pulled away from the fight, but right now they need extra muscle! Where was the Tornado of Terror? Where was Nejire? She had dropped off Mirio, but now she was nowhere to be seen!
She dived back into the fray, using her size and mobility to obstruct the giant, and leave openings for Mirko to exploit. But suddenly the giant sped up and one of his blows grazed her. It didn't break or dislocate anything, but it hurt. A lot.
She landed on the ground and took a deep breath. Her side hurt, probably were going to be bruised like hell. She attempted to regulate her breathing. Mirko tried her best to hold back the monster, but it seemed to be preparing for a charge. At the same time, Nomu ganged on Endeavor, burying him beneath them.
Gran Torino jumped, trying to draw their attention. He never saw the blade coming and was thrown to the side, drops of red trailing behind him. One of the students fighting was surrounded by blue flames, the other was spiraling through the air, about to be smacked down by a steel beam. Was this it? Were they gonna lose?
Like hell! She picked herself up, managing to stop wheezing and breath normally. Every inhale brought a dull throb, but she could bear with it. A great blast of flames sent Nomu flying everywhere. Endeavor was down on one knee, but he still had some fight left in him! Gran Torino used a part of his cape to form a makeshift eyepatch. And the student spinning in mid-air had a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"HOWITZER IMPACT!"
A massive explosion engulfed the League, casting an orange glow over the battlefield. It signaled something. That the Heroes were not defeated yet!
"Lacquered Chain Prison!"
A great many Nomu were suddenly trapped in a wooden cage. Kamui then severed the parts binding it to him and yelled at the Flame Hero.
"Endeavor! DO IT NOW!"
"Prominence Burn!"
Just like that, a great deal of Nomu was gone. Nejire dropped her other passenger, Edgeshot, who went whizzing around the battlefield, rounding up the remaining Nomu. Suddenly a roar reminded everyone of Gigantomachia, who began his charge. But before he could get going, a green glow surrounded him, this time not trying to lock him in place, but slow him down.
Ryukyu saw this as her chance and flew towards the giant, shoulder-checking him off course, and away from the police line. She then saw it try to punch her, and dodged, before targeting its weak points with her claws. It was monster vs. dragon. And she had no plans to lose! Mirko was on her way to help out the students. It looked good for the heroes, they had managed to turn the tide. And then things got even better!
"I AM HERE!"
Twice laid in the rubble. He and Mr. Compress were pretty near Magne when the blonde unleashed that explosion. Now he felt a bruise forming on his side, and he definitely had a broken leg. Possibly a concussion as well. But despite that, his head was clearer than ever. So much so he couldn't help but cry.
"I-i'm the real one… I AM THE REAL ONE!"
He slowly picked himself up, just in time to see a great deal of Nomu burn to ash, and be swept by a gust of wind sweeping across the battlefield. It was seeming like their side was losing. Toga had a bad burn on the side of her face. Magne was lying on the ground, smoke coming out of her.
Tomura was trying to get a hold of the explosion brat who kept just out of range with his explosions and trying to land a good hit. Dabi was still a target of the mysterious shooter, who managed to get him with the tear gas. That wasn't gonna be a problem much longer.
He delved deep inside, using his quirk to feel out his body. He didn't change much over the years, but to make the clones as strong as possible, he needed to know EVERY detail. They wouldn't be the best, probably a solid impact will be enough to disperse them. But they will serve their purpose.
With a deep breath, Jin was about to turn the tide one more time.
"Infinite Doubles: Sad Man's Parade!"
Toshi could barely draw breath, and each exhale brought forth the taste of copper in his mouth. Still, he stood tall, One For All burning bright. This might be All Might's final fight, but it wouldn't be his resting place! He promised Izuku! He would not disgrace Nana's memory like that!
"So you return, All Might. Looking a bit pale, I see."
Toshi said nothing as he stood with Midoriya and Togata. His successor seemed to have an arm broken, and all Izuku had on him were some rather torn jeans. But they stood tall. They would win on this day.
"Here you three stand. A dying flame, a boy with too big of shoes to fill, and Izuku. I had hopes for you yet, my jolly green friend. But you would not let me in. I guess you'll learn your lesson the hard way."
"What lesson?"
"Power corrupts. And absolute power corrupts absolutely."
Suddenly the trio was swamped by dozens upon dozens of villains. With a mighty sweep of his arm, All Might tried to blow them away, but that only caused them to erupted into a mud-like substance, not halting the rest in the slightest.
"Ahh, my dear Twice. Finally realizing his true potential. It brings a smile to my face. After killing you All Might, I might even be laughing out loud, smiling wider than Nana ever could."
"Don't bring her into this!"
Toshi attempted to plow through the endless parade of poorly made clones, but it slowed him down just enough for All for One to stop him and start pushing back. He was slipping on the slick goo fallen clones left behind.
"Oh, but she's already involved! I find it very poetic, that her successor and her grandson find themselves on the same battlefield, but on opposite sides!"
No! That couldn't be…
"What are you talking about?!"
"Oh, you're gonna love this. You too, Gran Torino!"
An extra limp sprouted from his arm, deflecting the old pro who tried to ambush him, but not out of hearing range.
"You thought leaving him in an orphanage would hide him from me. And it did. I never met the son of Nana Shimura. However… When he needed a hero the most, he was stranded, left to fend for himself in the streets! Shigaraki Tomura is a name I bestowed upon him when I picked him up, starved, and abandoned! Shigaraki Tomura, also known as Shimura Tenko is Nana's grandson!"
The world stood still for Toshi. That… That couldn't be! Right? Nana's grandson was abandoned? He was starving in the streets? His master strictly told both him and Gran Torino to keep away from her son. But how could anyone born from a person as kind as Nana Shimura abandon their own child?
"ALL MIGHT!"
Toshi was punched hard in the stomach, and that was what brought him back to reality. Coughing blood, he was for the second time that day caught by young Midoriya, with young Togata right behind him.
Now a sea of clones laid between the villain and the heroic trio. And All For One began his counterattack.
"Yes! YES! Despair more for me All Might! Just imagine what Nana would say! Illusion! Nightmare! Kaleidoscope! Amplification! Unite and create ENDLESS DOME OF GLOOM!"
A mirror surrounded the three heroes. But only two could perceive it. All Might suddenly saw his mentor, lying in the rubble, impaled by bones, rebar, and shards of glass. In her abdomen laid a huge hole of nothing but darkness. And on her face, still the ever bright smile she wore in life.
"How could you Toshi? I trusted you! I gave you One for All so you could save people with a smile! Why did you not save Tenko?! Why DID YOU FAIL ME?!"
"No…" All Might slowly deflated, only the shock keeping him standing. Next to him, Mirio clutched his wounded shoulder.
"You failed as the 8th holder! I should have known Midoriya would have been a better choice! You are the worst student I have ever taught! All that time, all the preparation I did, all to be wasted in your hands!"
In front of him stood Nighteye, strict as always. But Mirio did not shiver, or despair. He stood tall and proud. Le Million would not fall for such tricks.
"Sir would never say something like this. I'm guessing your illusions depend on how well you know the person. And if you knew Sir Nighteye half, as well as I, do, you would understand, Izuku would be his last choice to receive One for All."
Izuku, confused, now understood the situation. He quickly stepped to All Might and tried to shake him back. But the shrunken form remained unresponsive. Eyes open, but not seeing.
"You were almost right, 9th holder. But you missed one big detail. The more they succumb, the harder it is to snap them out of it! Now watch as the Symbol of Peace is broken from within!"
"DIE!"
Bakugo sent another three clones splashing on the ground. His arms shook and ached with how many explosions he let out, and he was pretty sure he was starting to get dehydrated from all the sweat.
Shitty hair had to charge his way through the crowd to get to Pony Tail and help her against the clones. That left Bakugo fighting side by side with two other pros.
"You dead yet, Nighteye?"
"Not even close. A toddler would be harder to predict than these simpletons. But it's nice knowing that you care Mirko."
"Like hell, I care! I just want to know when you kick the bucket so I can poach your All Might merch. Gotta be worth some nice carrots, that one."
The pros stood unyielding, even in the face of an army. A shitty army that argued and pushed each other around as much as they did heroes.
Bakugo was no longer smiling. He would rather die than admit defeat or tell anyone that he was scared. But could he really win this? Could he really save D- Izuku? Did he bring Kirishima and Yaoyorozu here to die?
A firm hand on the shoulder stopped those thoughts. it was Sir Nighteye, All Might's old sidekick. And he was not giving up. What excuse did Bakugou have then?
"I AM HERE! AND FUCK ALL OF YOU!"
The League was perched on top of a small pile of rubble, observing as two pros and a student held their own against the tide of clones. And they weren't the only ones. The group that held back the Nomu now set on decimating as many clones as they could, waves of fire, branches, and giant fists squashing the poor Twice time and time again. They stopped multiplying once their progenitor passed out from quirk exhaustion, but there were still more than enough.
Not even the blue-haired bitch with her spirals managed to make a big dent in the army, though a few did meet quite an unfortunate end when they tried to get involved in the wrestling match between Gigantomachia and Ryukyu.
The dragoness managed to get some good hits, even gouge out one eye, but as good as she gave, she also got. Multiple bones were broken, and if it wasn't for the sassy psychic chick making sure to slow down the giant and keep her fractures together, she would have easily lost a long time ago. Her two broken teeth taught her better than to try biting, so she relied on her fists and using her claws to search for weak points.
Tomura Shigaraki observed that chaos. He reveled in it. This was what Sensei was able to achieve by kidnapping just one student! What could he achieve if he killed a class worth, a building's worth, a town worth of people? How much more death, violence, and destruction? He laughed out loud, seeing All Might kneeling on the ground, deflated, exposing his true form.
News helicopters were already flying around at a safe distance, trying their best to capture every angle they could. This battle was gonna go down in history! And he was right in the middle of it! What could he do but laugh?
Kurogiri was waking up, and slowly getting together. Soon as the Heroes were dead, they would bail and revel in the resources, party members, and exp. This boss battle was as good as theirs!
All Might tried not to listen. But the voices kept getting louder! He knew he failed! He knew he was not worthy! Something struck his cheek. Were they throwing rocks at him? Another. No, someone was smacking him. Repeatedly. Wait. Who was doing that?
"-to me you blibbering orangutan! I know jack shit about Nana Shimura. But I imagine that if she's someone you admired so much, then would you really doubt her choice? Look inward! What would SHE say to you?! LISTEN TO YOUR HEART, CLENCH YOUR BUTT OR WHATEVER AND BE THE HERO I KNOW YOU ARE!"
Was that young Midoriya? Was he right? Did he start doubting his master? Toshi felt a pull. Something he hadn't felt since he received One For All. The last embers of the quirk were pulling him inward. And there he saw her. Smiling and standing proud.
"You ARE my choice Toshinori. Always. Now go! Save people with a smile!"
Izuku jumped back as his teacher stood up once again. As he did, muscles started booming, and the little hair strands stood tall once more. A booming voice echoed through the battlefield, raising the spirits of all those who fought for the light.
"I AM HERE!"
All For One observed as his rival stood up one last time. He was not scowling anymore. He smiled. The smile that haunted him in his dreams. The smile he mocked out loud but feared deep inside.
"Young Midoriya! Young Togata! We are ending this! RIGHT NOW!"
Easier said than done. Between them still laid an army of clones. The terrain was slick with their goo. The charge was going to be hard. Building momentum for maximum power even herder. But they had forgotten for a second. They were not alone.
"Prominence Burn!"
"Lacquered Chain Barrier!"
"Nejire Flood!"
A path was cleared. They had a chance now. The ground was still slippery, which meant they needed someone fast enough to bypass it. Izuku picked up Mirio and All Might.
"I'll be the horse. You two give him hell!"
Nejire above them was giving it her all to keep the path clear. But she still had enough breath to yell at them.
"All Might! Le Million! Emerald Fist! GO BEYOND!
It was like everyone said it at once. Every hero, every policeman, every person who was watching at home or in the streets and rooting for the heroes. For just a moment it felt like the whole world said it at once.
PLUSSS ULTRAAA!
Toshi felt his young student move. He felt the pressure increase. The ground shook and cracked with each step young Midoriya took. Next to him, Miro had a face of determination, his left arm poised to strike. Toshi matched it with his left. One for All had never burned brighter inside.
"You fools! Like I'd let you just charge me head-on! Air Cannon! Relentless Breath! Gust! Amplification! Enhancement! Need for Speed! Go, GALE RAPID FIRE!"
A strong wind blew their way, carrying with it clones and debris. But Izuku was unrelenting, simply digging in his feet deeper, and pushing off even stronger. Their charge was slowed down for barely a second before it once again began picking up speed. Before All For One could try something else, a yellow blur jumped at his unguarded back, interrupting the intense concentration of maintaining all the quirks needed for the assault.
"DO IT NOW! TOSHINORI!"
Yagi's smile burned brighter. Gran Torino was a man of simple words. He felt the quirk he EARNED flow through him, one last time.
"Goodbye, All For One."
"BOTH OF YOU! TOGETHER NOW! UNITED-"
"-SONIC-"
"-PHANTOM-"
The heroic hearts beat in unison at that moment.
"-SMASH!"
All For One deployed defensive measures, as well as several cable-like protrusions hooking him to the ground. His arms, sporting grotesque muscles And some kind of ivory armor stood in their way. He was planning to fight them for every single inch. They might be able to plow through, but it would take away the momentum. But All For One forgot one crucial detail. They had Le Million on their team.
For the second time that evening, All For One was surprised by buff Tintin, permeating right through his defense, right as he felt All Might impact it with great force. He saw it in slow motion. The glowed fist rocking towards him, the eyes, blazing with hope, and a smile. That god-damned smile!
The punch connected with his midsection. The defense boosts, hardening, and healing. All were applied to the area. It prevented him from going out the same way Muscular did. It did not prevent every single ounce of air in his body from being violently driven out as his lungs were violently compressed. In the last seconds between awareness and the bliss of unconsciousness, a single thought passed over his mind.
"I wonder what kind of bacon they serve in Tartarus?"
"CHEATERS! YOU DAMNED CHEATERS! I CALL HAX ON ALL OF YOU! SENSEI! LET ME GET THEM!"
The manchild was dragged through a portal hastily by Spinner and Compress. Magne and Dabi were supporting each other, and Toga had Twice, who had passed out after his super move. Slowly but steadily the number of Twice willing to fight went down, and many tried to book it, only to be repelled by the reinforced police line and the extra heroes, drafted in a hurry from nearby agencies.
Endeavor for once did not care to stand tall. Lying on the ground cooled him down much faster. Still, he was grateful to Kamui who had erected some small wooden screens around them. What surprised him though, was the young hero removing his helmet to guzzle up some water. One look and he understood This would stay between them.
Gigantomachia managed to escape Ryukyu and almost trample her in his rush to get away. His master must have had some sort of mental control over the beast, since its first instinct was to save the fallen leader, before seemingly forcing itself to turn around and charge full speed through the portal, squashing every clone and a rare Nomu that somehow survived up until now.
Slowly shifting from her dragon form, Ryukyu was prepared for the worst sort of pain. What she was not prepared for was to not feel anything from the waist down, nor the rapid darkening of the world around her. The Dragon hero Ryukyu fought the good fight and then passed out on the spot.
It took another half an hour to mop up the clones and make paths through a thick layer of their goo on the ground, though even that was rapidly evaporating. Rescue teams moved in together with police and firefighters, scouring the area for injured, and those, possibly trapped.
Momo was escorted to her classmates, Bakugo who had splints for his arms and an IV drip, and Kirishima who was passed out and leaning on him, a little beaten up, but no worse for wear.
She was given a blanket to preserve some modesty that in many places torn clothes couldn't afford her. That was too bad, she really liked the look. At least she still had the Rocker outfit, something Jiro was sure to appreciate.
"So, how deep in shit are we?"
Bakugo opened his mouth, but she could already guess what he was gonna say.
"Yea, I swore. I don't care. I need to know how long until I can get my hand on a greasy burger."
"Shitty Hair has some survival bars on him."
"It'll do for now."
Finding a bar in Kirishima's pocket she sat down and ate it quietly. It staved off the worst of her hunger, but with how much fat she exerted, she was going to have a cheat day for at least a week. Mmm, 4 cheese pizzas…
"We should get out fine… Or so Mirko said. With all the chaos and the news vultures not daring too close, everything should be fine if we keep our mouth shut. Except whatever Aizawa sensei gives us."
"And Midoriya?"
"No idea. Shitty nerd is somewhere with All Might."
"Thank you for your help, young Midoriya. You were my hero today."
Izuku turned away from the skinny teacher, muttering something about buckets, cringy lines, and no problems. Mirio was already taken away by the medics, and All Might was about to join him as well. Izuku, as usual, got away without a single scratch.
"Izuku…" a voice called from behind him. Turning around, he faced his sister, who this time was not bleeding from every hole in her head. She was handing him something that looked like a hoodie.
Remembering that his clothes, except pants, were destroyed he accepted the gift and put it on without looking. It had red sleeves, and a white front, on which big yellow letters spelled 'OPPAI'.
"Thank you… sister."
Tatsumaki did a little dance inside, but outward she just smiled.
"Ready to go home?"
"Not just yet."
Izuku glanced at the sky as if waiting for something. He was not disappointed.
"IZUKUUU!"
A blue comet slammed him in the chest and wrapped him in a steel grip. And he wouldn't have it any other way. He hugged back tight. When All For One was scrolling through his life, he had helped him realize just how big of a part of his life Nejire had become. They didn't go a day without talking at least once, even when they managed to tone down the bacon argument to once a week. Truly, Nejire was his best friend in the whole world.
The best friend who was currently clinging to him like a koala, on the verge of passing out. He hugged her tightly once more.
"I missed you, Nejire."
"Missed you too, Zuku. Tired now... "
"Wanna have a sleepover at my place?"
"Yes… please…zzz"
And she was out. He gently moved her on his back, ignoring the soft globes dragging across his body, and looked at his sister who was watching their moment with a conflicted expression.
"I'm ready now. Let's go home."
The devoured ray splits in two, then four, then many, banishing the clouds and darkness. Hot diggity damn! That was... a lot. To write. To think. To put together. But imagining you guys reading it makes it all worth it. The fight is over. Villains run to lick their wounds, heroes do the same, but in much higher spirits. Some sides have yet to realize what they gained and/or lost. And after good rest, the Midoriya family needs to have a much-needed heart-to-heart. All that and more in chapter 32 of One Punch Deku!READ. REVIEW. Let me know what YOU think, and we'll read each other next time. NPGamer out.
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OMAKE (these are not canon!)
KAAARRRSSS!
All For one decided to pull out the big guns. Through the foggy portal emerged a man- no. A Beast. With a fierce roar, it announced itself as one and only: GIGANTOMACHIA!
Tatsumaki had enough of this shit. She resentingly glared at the wristbands, restraining her quirk, until they snapped and fell off. Now once more at 100 percent, she reached with her mind deep outside of the planet. Searching for the perfect thing to kill this creature with.
Searching… searching… searching… SHE FOUND IT! Weird. it almost seemed human-shaped. Not giving it a second thought she used every ounce of her power to pull the asteroid towards her. It flew through space with speeds unheard of, made a curve around the planet, and started descending towards the raging giant.
Before anyone could react, it was over. The meteor crashed, all the force funneled back into the sky, using psychic powers. The Gignatowhatever was dead, turned into chared paste. And AfO was dead too since in the confusion Le Million gave him a mother of all wedgies that actually carved the guy in two.
It was over. She could finally hug her brother. Sun started to rise, and she welcomed it's warm rays on her face. Everything was-
CRACK
Did… Did the meteor just crack? And was that a beautiful man emerging from within it?
Yes. The mand stretched himself fully, letting his beautiful long and ruffled hair flow in the wind. It was as if he bathed in the sunrise. Why did she hear a chorus singing in the background?
"After centuries, finally! I, Kars, the ultimate lifeform managed to conquer even the vast emptiness of outer space!"
He then looked down, and the remains of the creature, as well as All For One.
"How curious. Truly I did not imagine that the human race could evolve further, Still, just seeing it now, I can replicate this quirk factor. Now my own is every quirk on this planet!"
This should have been easy. The world should have been his! He was immortal! invulnerable! Able to copy every single ability this modern society referred to as quirks. The child approaching him should have exploded in a shower of blood and fairy dust the moment he set his eyes on him. Yet… He was still coming closer… And he radiated something… Something familiar…
For the first time since the death of Wamu and Esidisi, Kars felt a killing intent, not his own. And for some reason, the ultimate lifeform felt something common to all living creatures. He felt fear inside his chest.
"H-hold on there, child, there's no need for-"
SPLAT
Kars was no more. Not even his spirit could cling on, as it was also obliterated by One Punch.
Next chapter of One Punch Deku come out on the 15th of June!