Fall of Peace

It was All Might. That was what he had said to Mommy when he begged her to let him see. All Might was fighting a villain just downtown. And Izuku would get to see him in person, get to see him take down the villain, be the coolest and most importantly of all. Maybe ask him the question he'd always needed to know. And after much pleading, promises and tears she had taken him to see the fight.

Now though he wished he'd stayed at home. Mommy was gone, the entire block was destroyed and All Might was nowhere to be seen. He was alone, curled up in a ball shivering. Crying softly as heroes rushed pass him to help more injured victims, they said some things to him, promises to return perhaps but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that Izuku was alone, hidden in this alleyway, crying and afraid.

Above him was a crash, he clutched his head as shards of glass fell. That was All Might, and the villain he fought crashing into the building behind him. The fight raged from within. He could hear the howling of wind, the snapping of bones and the endless sound of fist on flesh. Windows shattered, walls were punched through and yet through it all Izuku just sat there. Too scared to move.

Finally it stopped and there was only silence. It was as if Izuku had just survived a war. A deadly quiet filled the air. Slowly, very slowly, Izuku crawled to look into the front street. Several heroes had arrived, but they stood there outside stunned. What were they doing? All Might was in there. Why were they just standing there?

Then there was the sound of footsteps approaching, not the loud heroic marching of All Might, but soft and dignified. A man walked out, wearing a black mask and projecting a chill that silenced even the bravest of heroes. The man stopped before them, then threw something on the ground. An arm. A severed arm.

All Might's arm.

"I've had a wonderful time, it's a shame it couldn't last longer" he spoke, every word spoken with such disdain.

No it couldn't be. It was All Might. The All Might wouldn't fall to a villain like this. He had to be lying. All Might had to be inside there. He was lying. Why weren't the heroes doing anything? He was inside, he needed help. Why were they letting this man go?

"Ah I see that you've all realised that you are no match to the symbol of peace. That is fortunate it would be such a chore to have to kill you" he said, slowly walking away. No don't listen to him. He's lying. DO SOMETHING

Nothing. They just stood there as the villain left. Then they dispersed, saving other people. But the tower All Might was in was burning and collapsing. Why weren't they helping him?

Izuku felt an arm reach around him, one of the heroes trying to take him to safety. The building All Might was in had caught fire and had started to crumble.

"What are you doing? All Might is still in there" he wept struggling against the heroes grip. He escaped and fell to the ground. He gave the building ahead a look. It was an inferno, the thing looked like it was about to collapse at any second. But All Might was in there, he might be alive.

So he ran.

He ran into the inferno, he braved the flames, coughed the smoke and dodged the debris. He ignored the heroes shouting for him to stop. He couldn't stop, his legs just started moving. He darted around desperately looking, and through the smoke and fire he screamed

"ALL MIGHT"

Nothing, but still he rushed further inside. He couldn't bring himself to run away.

"ALL MIGHT"

Coughing. Weak desperate coughing but still that of someone who was alive. Smiling yet also crying Izuku followed the sounds, relief filling him. Only for that relief to evaporate when he found him trapped under God knows how much rubble. He head and one arm the only thing not covered by the debris.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" he asked, he wasn't smiling.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya" he cried as he began to pull apart the rocks "I'm here to help you"

"No. No you can't. Get out of here and save yourself" he spluttered.

"I can't I'm not leaving you" he said "just push"

"What were you thinking?"

"I wasn't at all" Izuku admitted "but you needed help. You can't die. You're a hero. My hero"

All Might looked at him with a look he couldn't describe. Awe? Respect? Sympathy?

"Young Midoriya what is your quirk?" he asked quietly.

"I'm qurikless so you'll have to-"

"You ran in here to save me even though you're quirkless?" he gasped. Izuku didn't know if he was shocked at his stupidity or impressed by his courage.

"I-I'm sorry" he said "I can help a little but you'll have to do most of it"

"Young Midoriya you have to listen to me. There's not much time left" he said, this terrified him more than anything else. All Might was giving up.

"NO! Don't give up like that" he screamed.

"Hey, don't be afraid. Everything is going to be okay. Young Midoriya can you do something for me?" he asked. Crying and falling to his knees, Izuku nodded.

"The name of my quirk is One for All, a quirk that becomes more powerful as it is passed from person to person. It's held in my DNA, so please you need to take some of my hair, if you eat it my quirk can be passed on"

Fingers trembling he timidly nodded and pulled a lock of hair from All Might's head. And clutched it in his hands.

"Thank you, my boy. Thank you for doing this, thank you for being here so I don't die alone" All Might said, a small sincere smile on his face "you truly have the heart of a hero"

Izuku could feel his heart burst, the words he needed to hear. From All Might no less. He could feel the dam burst. It was stupid though, All Might was here dying and yet here Izuku was the one crying.

"Who-who do you want me to give this to?" he gasped, hands squeezing the lock of hair.

"I would have thought it was obvious my boy" he said before coughing "I want you to have it. I want you to carry on the fight. You will keep hope alive, you will become the next symbol of peace"

"I can't. I'm not good enough"

"Yes you can. You ran in here despite certain death, you had little more than a prayer that I was alive, and you had no quirk. If you could overcome that and find the courage to come to my aid, then there is no doubt that you are worthy" he assured him, his eyes showing no sign of dissent.

"But you can keep everyone happy with a smile on your face, you inspire such hope in others. I can't do that" he cried to which All Might smiled a small sincere smile.

"You already have, you have given this young man hope in his dying moments" he gasped "but go now. You have done all you can. There is much I wish I could tell you, but you have to leave"

He didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay, he wanted to help. But All Might made it clear. The building was collapsing. So he ran. The hair clutched in his hands. But as soon he escaped, gulping down the clean air outside and panting on his hands and knees. The cool air refreshed him as if he had jumped into a pool of cold water.

So that was it then. All Might was dead. He clutched the lock of hair in his hands. All Might gave this to him. The power to be like All Might, the quirk he always wanted was right in his hands. Why though? Why did it have to be like this? Why him? He wasn't strong like Kacchan or inspiring or smart or anything. But All Might had told him to.

He didn't know if he felt happy that he was getting his chance, or ashamed because he only got it for failing All Might. Nonetheless he swallowed the hair and braced himself for what comes next.

World: MM191231

What would come next however was about to change from what should happen to a very different series of events. As on a very different world, yet so similar to Izuku's a team of heroes had just finished one fight of their own.

"Is that it? Is that all? Just another Izuku who decided to go evil after All Might's told him he couldn't be a hero" Firstbreed scowled "I hate those who use that excuse"

"It is becoming a bit of a trend isn't it?" Reformer admitted still looking at this world's Midoriya being carted off by the Police "but yeah this world's turned positive. That was easy"

"No matter today is a day we should celebrate. After all the situation here has been resolved, I think we've earned a break. Let's rest for a day and tomorrow we shall head to the next negative world" Eternal Flame reminded them, his smile ever present "After all we came here so recently it would be a shame to leave so soon"

"It would give us the time to relax and increase our efficiency" Firstbreed muttered "what did you have in mind?"

"Oh I don't know, perhaps just a visit of the UA crowd. Oh I know a hero convention" Eternal Flame said, his eyes lighting up. There was some general enthusiasm.

"Haven't been to one of those in a long time, it could be fun" Reformer admitted "but only one day. Then we should really head to this new world, what's it designation again?"

Firstbreed looked up to the screen "The world has been designated –SIB100320"

"Well whatever the threat shall be it'll be no match for the Trinity of Justice" Eternal Flame proclaimed.

A/N: So this will be a fic I'll be writing just on the side, for fun. I'll see how people enjoy this story though I'm mostly writing for practice so feedback is appreciated.

So rules about the multiverse will be defined later but the whole negative designations will be working on the basis of DC worlds. If a world is a negative it is doomed it has a negative number, however these worlds can be saved and turned into positive worlds by outside influences. So they can be saved, if that makes sense.

Also they'll be a references to other MHA fanfics and common plot threads, it should go without saying that those authors have absolute control over their stories, and nothing written about them in this story could translate. Even though there will be implied instances of characters from this story interacting with them.

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