Midoriya took a deep breath as he looked at the weirdly intimidating oak door before him. He had come alone, despite his mother's insistence she would be happy to come with him.

'Get over it, Izuku! Do this for Aki!'

With that final thought, he knocked twice on the door. A moment later it was opened, to reveal a tall black haired woman with blue eyes in a fairly formal outfit. Upon seeing him she smiled kindly.

"Ah, you must be Midoriya. Please, come in." She said as she gestured inside and the boy bowed slightly in thanks as he walked in. "I'm Kaya Tanuma, but please, feel free to just call me Kaya."

"Um…are you sure? I don't want to be rude!" The boy said as wondered over to the seating area inside the office, which consisted of a bookshelf, a red couch and a similarly colored chair as well as a small kitchenette with a first aid kit.

"Oh I hardly mind, but if you would prefer to call me 'Miss Tanuma' or some nickname go ahead, after all, we want you to feel comfortable here!" The therapist said as she sat on the chair, gesturing for the greenette to take a seat.

"Comfortable? Won't that just dissipate anyway when you start asking the questions you want to ask?" Midoriya questioned with a quirked brow as he sat in the middle of the couch, idly fiddling with a loose thread on the cushion next to him.

"Oh goodness." The woman laughed lightly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Something about her smile really helped calm the teen's nerves. "You hardly need answer anything I ask, if I even ask anything at all Midoriya. I understand you are here for a reason but we don't need to get to that right away, if you want to take your time then that's your choice. Think of me as a friend you can talk to about anything you need to. I'm here to be listening ear as well you know."

"Oh…well I guess that makes the idea of visiting a little easier to swallow." Midoriya muttered as he looked around. "So what are we going to do now then? If we aren't talking about that stuff right away?"

"Well, simply talk. For example, how your school life aside from the incidents have been or what home life is like." She explained as she reclined in her seat. "So, what you like to start talking about?"

"….Maybe just how school is for now?"

It was time.

Monday morning.

That was all Midoriya could think as he boarded the train to school. It was as crowded as ever and he ultimately had to stand, squashed between a few other people.

He had been to see the doctor last night, and they had given him the all clear like he had suspected. He did get chewed out multiple times though for not immediately coming to them. A part of him prayed Recovery Girl never found out.

As he scrolled past recent news upon his phone, his face seemed to move on its own. Despite the good news on his screen that multiple criminals had been caught that day, his face contorted into a scowl.

Running a hand over his features for a moment in confusion, he forced his expression back into a neutral one. However despite that the sudden and unexplained annoyance stayed.

It only took a few moments to pass but once it did it was replaced by a similarly random and unexpected feeling of joy, which soon also passed. Once or twice parts of his body would even flare up in pain for some reason, confusing him even more.

The mood swings didn't just end in the train either.

'All Might.'

All Might: Izuku my boy! Please come to the principal's office ASAP when you come to school today, it's important. – 06:15

Midoriya looked down at the text with a quirked eyebrow before placing it back in his pocket as he made his way to said room. It didn't take long to get there and he still had plenty of time before class, having risen early that day.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Come in!" The unmistakable high pitched voice of the school's principal came through and Midoriya obeyed. Inside the room beside the principal was All Might in his skinny form and to the boy's surprise, Aizawa, wrapped head to toe in bandages.

"Mister Aizawa? Shouldn't you still be in hospital?" The boy asked as he cocked his head to the side in wonderment. The recovering pro made to say something but Nezu beat him to it.

"Yes, but my two employees here share just as much stubbornness as one another. I couldn't keep him restrained to a hospital if I threatened to dock his pay." The creature said with a light shake of his head. A light groan escaped the black haired man. "Now as for you mister Midoriya, I'm sure you are wondering why you were called here. There is multiple reasons, first, if you would All Might?"

"Right. Kid, with all this crazy stuff that's happened lately, not to mention the fact there was multiple direct threats against you, some decisions have got to be made." The blonde said and Midoriya tensed. Was he being kicked out?!

As if sensing the boy's discomfort (though more likely just seeing how his eyes dilated), Aizawa slapped the blonde as hard as he could through his wrappings. Realizing his folly the number one pro began to shake his hands as he rushed to correct himself. "Nothing like being expelled or that! You're making these decisions actually."

"Huh?"

Aizawa, sitting back down in his seat took over for the blonde and the greenette had to admit it was nice to hear his bored droning voice after how long he'd spent in hospital. "Firstly, there is the matter of your safety. We also have to discuss this with your mother but we all agreed this seemed like the best idea. If you and your mother agree to it, U.A. will start sending a carpool to collect you from your house and bring you to U.A., as well as this we will get a constant patrol of pro's set up around your house in case anyone tries anything when you go home."

"That….that would be really good actually. But I don't want to intrude on anyone's time or anything!" Midoriya worried as he looked up, to see the other three into eh room all giving him the same amused look as if they foresaw that complaint.

"It's our job, my boy, hardly an issue!" The pro said with a thumbs up. "There's also another matter, which is why Aizawa is here."

"Yes, the sports festival." The scruffy pro said with his bored drone. "What with this whole USJ we're already under pressure not to allow the sports festival to take place. We still plan to hold it but then this whole abbey situation came along…"

"Oh….so you want me to withdraw?" Midoriya asked, trying not to look hurt and his homeroom teacher hit his face with his palm as hard as could without hurting himself.

"No, MIdoriya. But if you choose to then you can. You were easily the most affected coming out of the USJ and this matter doesn't do any favors to that fact, so we wanted to offer you the chance to stay out of it if you wanted to recover. Judging by your reaction, I'm guessing you are still taking part?"

"…Yes sir! It's still important for the future regardless of what's happened!" Midoriya said, knowing how the festival worked. "And….I feel like I'd be letting the people like the abbey win if I just backed out."

"Alright then." Aizawa said as he looked towards Nezu, though his gaze became one of disapproval. "Nezu will tell you what you need to next. His restrictions."

'Restrictions? Whatever they are Aizawa seems against it.'

"Of course. Mister Midoriya, your power is unique, very unique but alas, this is still an official competition with rules and regulations. We must ensure it is fair where we can, as there Is already many massive disadvantages one can have in this event. So, if you wish to participate, this is what will happen. In the tournament, there is always three rounds. You will be able to switch between rounds, but during them? You'll be restricted to one power. Choose wisely!"

"Oh….well that seems fair, I guess." Midoriya said as he looked between them. Then he realized something. "But wait, every sports festival ends on a one on one tournament of some kind…."

"Yes of course, in the tournament you can switch between matches, but you will still be restricted during said match, is this alright with you?" Nezu asked and Midoriya nodded.

"Great." Aizawa said, standing up and walking towards the door. As he passed the greenette, he said one last thing. "What you did in the USJ was reckless and were it a training exercise, I might of expelled you for it. But you did protect the class when I no longer could so….thanks…."

Midoriya took a deep breath as he looked up at the gigantic door. Once it was open he knew he would be subjected to a bombardment of questions and concerns and all manner of other things so he was preparing himself.

Everyone was present, he knew from a quick check with his dark vision. Walking up he placed his hand on the handle and pulled the door open and braced.

"-Eku probably got more screen time than any of us for the USJ incident." He heard Uraraka's voice say as he walked in, drawing everyone's attention as they stared wide eyed. Scratching the back of his head he said the first thing he could think of.

"Think of the devil and he shall appear?" he laughed nervously as he said it and a second later the room was treated to a cacophony of metal screeching against the floor as everyone stood up to greet him. He clutched his head light as he was suddenly overloaded with concern for some reason he didn't understand but no one seemed to notice.

"DUDE! Your back! We've all been worried about you." Kirishima said as he made his way over. An angry noise of protest came from Bakugou's seat, the only one who hadn't stood up. Though Todoroki seemed to only have done it to be polite and nothing else. "Well almost all, Bakugou has been…..himself."

"I'm glad you're ok!" Iida said as he stomped over, placing a hand on his friends shoulder. "You're recovering well from your injuries?"

"Yeah, doing a lot better." Midoriya said with a shaky smile and fortunately some of the random overwhelming concern seemed to drop. "Sorry if I gave any of you a fright. Especially you Hagakure."

"A fright? You showed up with a bullet wound and someone on the verge of becoming a corpse, a fright is underplaying it!" The girl exclaimed before bounding up to him and surprising him with a hug which caused him to blush bright red. "But I'm glad you're ok, so I forgive you."

"So….come on! We're all dying to know what happened!" Mina shouted out as she hopped in place. "Hagakure has been so insistent that Nao-whatever guy was lying! And no one here really believes you're a criminal so what's going on?!"

"Well…It's a long story…you might want take your seats again."

And so, while he omitted details like the outsiders visit and his strong attachment to magic because of his mark, he explained about what happened to an extent in the USJ, that he was attacked personally. When he managed to get the concerned questions subsided to that, he explained how it plus the Abbey's appearance and obsession with such things lead him to their outpost to see if he could get any answers.

"That explains why you were there at least…" Hagakure muttered and Yaoyorouzu then shot her hand up as if realizing something.

"Wait does that mean you really did use your quirk?" She asked surprised and Midoriya nodded.

"Yes, and I did actually attack someone with it. No, I don't feel guilty, for good reason. Let me tell you about the other 'criminal' they mentioned, Haruki Aki."

It didn't take long for everyone in the room to feel disgusted and angry as the boy's own feeling returned about the situation. He didn't bother to spare any detail, including his own near death experience which prompted a lot of concern among them all.

No one said anything against his moment of rage, though to the greenette's surprised, when he looked to the back for the briefest moment, something almost akin to respect seemed to pass his childhood friends face.

"And that's all that happened. Hagakure can tell you, Aki was not in a good state when we showed up." Midoriya shook his head and then his eyes flashed in realization as he looked up. "Oh and anyone with any kind of mutation quirk should be really carful walking past them. Someone with a quirk like that, if they could, they'd try to kill on the spot."

Silence. Disgusted, angry silence.

The boy made his way back to his seat and the class all stayed quiet. No one knew how to respond to the story, fortunately they didn't need to figure it out yet as a moment later the door slid open and in walked the living mummy that was Shota Aizawa right now.

Most of the class reacted in surprise while Midoriya just smirked already knowing he was back.

"I'm glad you're ok, mister Aizawa sir!" Iida exclaimed as the man hobbled towards his desk.

"You call that ok?" Uraraka questioned and Midoriya shook his head when the teacher brushed off their concerns, before his face contorted into a scowl. For some reason though, his body felt numb now and he had no idea why 'AND ALL THESE RANDOM FEELIINGS ARE REALLY STARTING TO GET ON MY NERVES, AHH!'

"All that's relevant is what you will be facing next." Aizawa said as he looked out towards them all, quirking an eyebrow as Midoriya fidgeted in his seat. "The Sports festival."

Excited murmuring started around that and Midoriya only have followed the conversation, already knowing how the sports festival worked. 'We perform well, pro's scout us out, we have an opportunity for an internship.'

Were this another day, perhaps he'd have played more attention but he had a lot to think about without considering the festival. As his thoughts twist and turned, considering the abbey and demons, what else could be out there and how his powers were evolving, he realized something.

'Sometimes you need to run before you can walk.'

"Remember, if you want to do well, train hard." Aizawa said, pulling the greenette back to reality. "Class is dismissed."

"I'm so nervous! Standing out is going to be really hard when I'm invisible." Hagakure complained as she and Jirou joined Midoriya, Iida and Uraraka on their way to the cafeteria.

"Yeah, I suppose it would be a challenge." Midoriya agreed, honestly forgetting that his friend was unable to be seen by most people. Perking up he turned to face the girls as he realized something. "Oh, by the way, I've been meaning to ask. Why do you all want to become heroes? I know Iida wants to be like his family and his brother, but what about the rest of you?"

"Well….Mine is a little selfish really." Hagakure muttered as she crossed her arms. "When I was a kid, I always ended up being forgotten. Hard to remember someone you can't even see. Most people avoided me, maybe not on purpose but they always did and I hate it. I guess I just always wanted to be noticed, and if I can help people in the process? That's a major bonus. Sorry, it's stupid…."

"Oh, no! Not at all, I actually think it's really awesome you're taking such a pro-active measure to deal with it!" Midoriya exclaimed and the rest of his friends nodded along. "I don't think there's really that many bad reasons to be a hero anyways, for me it's always been my dream, I just want to help others, but it's still a job and treating it as such is still perfectly valid as well!"

"Wow Deku….that makes me a little more comfortable about sharing mine now." Uraraka admitted as she scratched the back of her head. "Hoenstly…I'm in it mainly for the money."

"Really?!" Jirou asked surprise and the girl seemed to look guilty about it.

"My family aren't well off at all…Ever since I was a kid I knew….my parents business is constantly on the verge of being shut down and all of us left without a job. I want to be a hero because I don't want my family to keep struggling like they have been."

"Oh I see, and being a pro hero would surely bring in a lot of business for anyone related to that hero if they became popular!" idea exclaimed in understanding. "Well I for one think that's quite the noble endeavor. Providing for one's self and one's family is the most basic thing anyone looking for a job truly cares about anyways. You want to help your family! That is truly admirable!"

"Thanks Iida. So what about you Jirou? What do you want to be a hero for?" Uraraka asked, looking better now as she turned to the purple haired girl. Before the teen could answer though a booming voice interrupted them.

"HA HA HA HA! YOUNG MIDORIYA, IS HERE!"

They all turned to see the massive hulking blonde that was All Might leaning out from around the corner with his signature smile. "All Might? What're you doing here?"

"Lunch!" The man exclaimed as if it explained evrything, before showing a plastic bag he had in his hands. "Want to eat with me?"

"That's adorable!" Uraraka exclaimed as Midoriya looked between the man and his friends in surprise. They smirked and shooed him off so he took after his mentor as they walked to teachers lounge.

"Sure…." 'Does he need something? Surely he would have said during the visit to the principal's office. Well unless it was to do with One for All I guess….'

"40 minutes?! Your time limit was effected that badly?" Midoriya asked in surprise as he looked at the skinny form of his mentor, who was preparing some tea.

"Yeah, that badly. I really overdid it when I thought you had been hurt." The blonde admitted and an odd warm feeling spread throughout the boy despite the subject matter. "Nomu is one hell of a customer. That's not why I brought you here though."

"Oh?"

"It's the spots festival I wanted to talk about." The pro said as he took a sip of his drink. "What's your plan? I'd presume you're sticking to one of your 'magic' powers, seeing as you're still not able to control one for all."

"Yeah…Probably Far Reach, it's my best power and…probably the only one other than One for All that I can use consistently. Domino and Dark Vision can only do so much…" Midoriya admitted as he looked down at his hand.

"Understandable." All Might said as he stood up, walking towards the window that overlooked the city. "To be frank, it's a blessing you have so many abilities to use. My time as the symbol of peace is quickly running out."

"No way…" Midoriya said as he shot up out of his seat.

"The coverage around you so far has been problematic, but the sports festival is your opportunity to change that. I will be gone soon, and I gave you One for All for one reason."

Midoriya could feel a cold sweat ruin down his neck as his mentor seemed to get caught up in his speech, not realizing how intense his tone was.

"Do you still want to be my successor, even after all this young Midoriya?"

"Of course, my dreams still the same! No matter what!"

"Then it's time to take another step towards it! To smash any negative pre-conceptions of you away! You must step into this festival, and announce proudly to the world, to those who you will soon protect, and those who you will defeat, even to those like the Abbey and these demons apparently after you, let them know you aren't afraid."

Steam poured from his body as the blonde got more muscular, his voice becoming deeper and his expression even more intense.

"Let them all know young Midoriya, tell them proudly 'I AM HERE!'"

The USJ demon flitted by, then Shigaraki and Kurogiri, Nomu and Naozumi and the overseers.

Green eyes met glowing blue ones, a determined gaze shared between them. Energy roared from inside and Midoriya felt his hand flare in pain as the mark glowed brighter than it ever had before.

"I….Am here."