Snapped was the only thing that could describe what Izuku was experiencing right now. His fists seared with a powerful heat, his eyes gleaming with specs of orange. In an instant, he was over the barrier, the flames around him beginning to pull at his innate call.

Steam hissed from his mouth as the previously mentioned flames began to coalesce around him, forming into two fists made of white hot flames, and his eyes taking on a full hue of orange, flames now spewing from his mouth.

All of this took a mere five seconds.

Katsumi's barely conscious eyes widened as she watched her best friend, fucking decimate the slime that had captured her, followed by his footsteps and a "Kacchan!" This was all while her consciousness faded in and out, until she succumbed to the darkness.

Izuku walked along the sidewalk, his eyes downtrodden as he walked.

Katsumi was fine, thank GOD.

But, he now sported an extremely empty stomach, and worry that ebbed at his soul. That is, until in a woosh of air, and the All Might was in front of him! Wait… Was he here to scold him, too?! Like all of those other heroes?

"Young man!" Ah shit, here it comes… "That was quite impressive! Rushing in to save that young lady!" What. The young boy looked up at his idol, and felt himself flood with happiness. "Wha-" All Might held up a hand. "My boy! I have an offer for you!" And, in a puff of smoke, he was standing in front of a different, all beit still muscular, man. "But! I have a question for you first!" Well, maybe he could answer said question had he not just been hit by the bombshell that is his fucking idols true form.

"What went through your head?"

Now that was a surprise. He managed to scramble up just enough sense to reply. "Nothing." He said, looking at his idol.

Izuku realized that even with his recent growth spurt, the hero had inches amany over him.

"Hm… Y'know, true heroes sometimes share stories of when they were younger, about how they rushed head-first into danger without a single thought! And I believe, young man, that you are worthy of becoming my successor, and inheriting my Quirk!"

The young boys eyes widened at that statement. "What do you mean 'inherit your Quirk'?" It was impossible! At least, it used to be.

"My Quirk, One For All, is a Quirk that gives the user immense power! It is cultivated by the current user, and then passed down, allowing their successor to add upon the powerhouse that is this Quirk! And I, unfortunately, cannot be the symbol of peace forever, you know! So, wadya say, you wanna accept my offer?"

Izuku thought… And I mean he thought, as in that deep, life changing, philosophical shit.

And then resolve filled his eyes. "And who in their right mind wouldn't accept such an offer?! Obviously I'll do it!"

All Might poofed into his muscle form, deep, rich, booming laughter coming from his chest. "A precise decision maker, I like it! Now, your body may be fine as it is, but, just in case, meet me at Dagobah beach tomorrow at 5:30!"

And with a nod from Izuku, the number one hero was off.

Izuku did just as he was told, though, his eyes were still a little hazy. He wasn't really used to waking up this early…

Then, he saw the heaps of garbage and scrap, towering over even the tallest of trees nearby, which really weren't that tall.

"Ah, Young Midoryia! I see you're early!"

Yep, and it definitely didn't have to do with him waking up at 4 from a rather bad nightmare...

"So, my boy, in order to inherit OFA, you must clear this beach in under 12 months!" then, normal-Might got beside him. "I'm gonna be honest, even with your body like it is, this is gonna be serious hell!"

A spark of determination lit up in Izukus eyes. "I can do this!"

Oh God he couldn't do this-

Maybe trying to pull a nearly fully assembled Sedan with All Might on top of it wasn't the best idea…

"S-Sir, I hate to be a nuisance, but c-could you kindly get off?! I can barely pull this thing as is!"

All Might gave a hearty, booming laugh at that.

"My boy, I'm doing this to show you that maybe starting with these old cars isn't such a good idea! You could hurt yourself, you know!"

In hindsight, that made a lot if sense,

3 months later

Izuku gave a grunt as he pulled on a refrigerator, the giant, useless hunk of metal groaning in protest. He gave a grunt of annoyance, before quite literally flaming the fridge, the last of the fire spewing from his mouth a moment later.

"Dammit, now I'm hungry…"

Another 3 months later…

Izuku had three-fourths of the beach clean, and it showed. Before, he did have muscles, though they were never as pronounced as this. A while ago, he had to get his mom to buy him some looser fitting clothes, so that way when he filled out, he wouldn't have to worry about feeling like being strangled.

The girls at school were honestly noticing him much more then normal, sending wide-eyed stares at him as they blushed, and even a few of the more… Okay, yeah, there was no other word for this, slutty girls wanted his sole attention.

All except Kacchan, that is. Izuku was glad that at least she wasn't fawning over him… Though, one time, he coulda swore she was blushing, but thats just him.

You already know how many months later.

Izuku gave one final huff, as the last piece of garbage from this damned beach was loaded onto All-Mights pickup.

As All Might arrived, he could see the form of Izuku, sitting at the steps, waiting.

"Holy… SHIT!" He transformed at the last part, before sitting beside his protege.

"I'm proud of you, my boy. I believe it is time for you to inherit OFA!"

That put a smile on Izukus face, and a determined one at that.

"So, with great power, comes great responsibility, yadda yadda, you know the drill! Now, we have three years to get your body acquainted with this new Quirk!" All Might said, as he buffed uo, before plucking a strand of hair from his head, and holding it out to Izuku.

"Now, eat this!"

"Wat."

After begrudgingly eating the hair, and being told to wait a few hours and meet back up with

All Might, Izuku went on home, where he ever so quietly opened the door.

Y'know, he'd think on this later, but when the unfamiliar, yet familiar, face of his father, spewing smoke from his lips as his yellow eyes gleamed in rage, as he held his wife up in the air by the collar of her shirt.

"YOU LIED TO ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Smack! "AND WHEN THAT LITTLE BRAT GETS HOME, HE'S GONNA FIND HIS LITTLE MOMMY DEAREST BURNT TO A CRISP!"

For the second time in his life, Izuku snapped.

"Get the fuck away from my mom."

Hisashi was many things, controlling, abusive, manipulative, but one thing he was not was a door mat.

His eyes looked over to the worthless trash that is his son, as his lips curled upwards into a dangerous smile. "Ah, Son! Glad to see your finally home! So that way, you can watch this little whore burn!"

CRACK!

Pain. Hisashi felt pain, as he saw his sons eyes gleaming with pure rage.

The man dropped Inko as he held a hand to his now-swelling cheek. Flames began to fall forth from his mouth, and with a mighty heave, they spewed in a concentrated pillar at Izuku, who matched it with his own, green ones.

As the heat in the room dispersed, Hisashi grinned, a feral, nefarious grin.

"So, you can breathe fire just like your old man, huh? Oh, you'll make for the perfect potegé!"

In a burst of speed, Hisashi threw Izuku against a wall, causing a few framed photos to fall to the ground. One of them was of the few pictures of him and Kacchan, laughing and playing together.

Then, Izuku felt something surge. Everything moved in slow motion as he watched Hisashi burn the photo, all with a smile.

KRACKABOOM!

And then, Hisashi felt himself go flying through a window, skidding to a halt after rolling.

Izuku, on the other hand, had a taught grimace on his face as green plasma crackled around his arm, his eyes flaming with a now cold, calculated rage. "Fuck. You." were the last words Hisashi would hear from Izuku in quite a while, as a black portal engulfed the firey man.

Fuck.

After that incident, Izuku had to come up with a lie about the sudden boost in strength.

"I think its another part of my Quirk. I call it 'Plasma Stockpile.'"

Thank God she bought that explanation…

The next day.

Izuku had to postpone the meeting, and as he paced around the now-clean beach, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Young Midoryia?" That was the voice of his mentor.

"A-Ah, sorry, All-Might! I was just busy thinking…" If the look on Izuku's face was anything to go by, it was probably something All Might shouldn't pry into.

"All Might, something happened when I came home yesterday…"

And so, Izuku explained what had happened, with the look of an unidentified emotion splaying across his idols features.

"-a-and, I don't know what would have happened had I s-stayed away f-for much l-longer…"

All Might felt rage at that vile man, who wasn't even worthy of being called Izukus sperm donor. He felt OFA surging through his body, as steam rose into the air. The sand around him was beginning to be pushed away by the full power of his 100%, causing a small crater to form around himself.

"Young Midoryia, let me say this, if I see this man at any point in time, forgive me, for I may commit a grievous act upon him."

Translation: Let me see him around and his ass is grass.

Izuku just gave a shakey nod.

"A-Actually, I think One For All manifested when I punched him…"

That put a stop to the heroes rage. "Really, now?"

Thick bands of plasma began to crackle around Izukus form, turning parts of the sand into glass.

"So, young man, you think you can take me on? Bring it, and we'll see how strong you really are!"

And, on that day, student and teacher utterly reformed the sand on a now pristine beach.

2.5 years later.

"-o out with me."

Izuku blinked.

"Kachan, I can't hear you…"

Katsumi gave her best friend a glare, before huffing.

"Go out with me."

Izuku.exe has stopped working.

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A/N: Guess who!~ It took me a while to write this stuff. Also, I'm gonna start sticking with an upload schedule called whenever-the-fuck-I-want.Until next time,Stay Starstruck, my readers.