Toku no Hero Academia

by Tokuniverse 11

What if Izuku had a Quirk when he was born and activates it at a young age. Together with his mother's encouragement and All Might giving him One for All as his secondary quirk, he would finally be the hero he had always dreamed of becoming. However Izuku would have to overcome the obstacles and challenges in his path of being the new Symbol of Peace and Justice. [AU, Izuku/Harem!]

12. Sports Festival Pt5

Me: Hello everybody, my name is Tokusatsu Universe and welcome back to Toku no Hero Academia! Finally we are at the final part of the Sports Festival arc that covers the Semi-Final & Final along with what's up ahead of it.

I will say this Milarqui, this chapter really has me anxious and excited here. Especially that we have Corona Virus panic happening!

Milarqui: Well, here I am, enclosed in my home, so the only things left for me to do are to work on my project and this. And... sheesh, 50 (turned to 45) pages? That's gonna take some time.

Let's begin, shall we!

Chapter 11: Sports Festival Part 5

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The First Year Sports Festival was probably one of the most entertaining that had taken place in a long time, and the people within the stadium were not the only ones watching: elsewhere in the campus, three third year students were also watching a TV screen, intent on seeing their junior students in a break from their training for their own piece of the Festival.

The tallest of them looked like an European comic book character: a simple face that could have been drawn in a swipe, blue oval eyes with no visible sclera and a nose that seemed to be rounder than that of most. His blond hair was uniquely shaped as well, with the top arranged in a cowlick while the rest was swept backward. This was Mirio Togata, considered by many the strongest future Hero of his age.

The second was a fair-skinned girl with knee-long periwinkle hair that twisted around her waist and curved on her legs. Her side-swept bangs, tucked behind her ears, hanged in just the way to reveal her constantly curious royal blue eyes and her long, thick eyelashes. Had someone asked her classmates, they would have said she was the "cute girl" of the class. Her name was Nejire Hado.

The third was a pale, tall young man, with a pair of ears that gave him an almost elf-like face, something his thin complexion did not help prevent. His messy indigo hair stuck out behind his head and also partially covered his eyes, giving the feeling of a shy person, which was reinforced by the way he kept his shoulders hunched and his penchant for avoiding to make eye contact with other people. He was Tamaki Amajiki.

"Wow, this has to be the most exciting Festival I've ever watched! Those kids' Quirks are so awesome!" Nejire said, excited.

"No kidding. Those kids survived that villain attack a few weeks ago, and it clearly shows there," Mirio added, smiling at his friend. Meanwhile, Tamaki just shrugged and kept watching.

"And that green-haired boy... he's probably the most powerful of the lot, and his Quirk looks a lot like mine," Nejire added, her interest turning towards the one who had won the first two competitions.

"He does look the part. I mean, he did take on one of the strongest villains at the USJ and won!" Mirio grinned: he was planning to meet Izuku and see if the younger boy wanted to make a friendly spar. "Let's see what else he can do!"

"Sure!" Nejire chirped.

Tamaki gave a small smile at his friends' enthusiasm and nodded.

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The trio was not the only group of would-be heroes watching the Festival: in the Hero school known as Shiketsu, another four students were studying all the events taking place in the Festival.

The only girl in the group, Camie Utsushimi, had straight, fawn-colored shoulder-length hair and large, dark brown eyes. Her full, plump, glossy lips and curvaceous figure made her the object of attention of many a young man.

Out of the three boys, the first of them, Inasa Yoarashi, the only first year student in the bunch, with his buzzed, dark brown hair, high stature and built body, could easily rival many Pro-Heroes in his ability to gather everyone's attention by sheer presence.

The second boy, Seiji Shishikura, was more average in height, and stood out due to his purple hair, fluffier and in tufts in the back while covering his left eye, preventing people from fully gazing into his thin, slanted eyes.

Finally, the third boy, Nagamasa Mora, stood out because of his body, entirely covered in light brown hair that only left his eyes open to the rest of the world.

"They are, indeed, strong. Not that hard to believe they survived a villain attack," Seiji said.

"I heard the green-haired boy right there was the one that fought off the villains and saved the teachers!" Inasa stated, fired up, as the next tournament match came closer. "I really wanna meet this guy!"

"After all he showed throughout the Festival, I can believe that," Nagamasa replied.

"Yeah, and he's, like, totes awesome and lit!" Camie excitedly claimed, looking at the picture of the boy that had become the center of attention through the Festival.

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Unaware of how much attention he was attracting from all over the country, Izuku was now walking towards the ring, for his match against his former friend.

Unfortunately, that was the moment a giant flaming figure chose to turn the corner and cross his path.

"Ah, there you are, Midoriya!" Endeavor said, smiling as he saw him. "I have been looking around for you to have a little talk."

"You were looking for me?" Izuku asked, blinking as an eyebrow rose, before settling for giving him a cold look: after Shoto's warning, he did not hold much awe for the man. "So, what does the Number Two Pro Hero want with me, out of all the competitors?"

"I was watching your fights," the Flame Hero stated, pointing at him. "You prove to have great talent and a versatile Quirk, one capable of doing so many different things with energy from anywhere on your body. But, if we are talking about power... yours really reminds me a lot of All Might."

Izuku willed himself not to flinch at the statement, and took a deep breath while trying to calm down. There was no way Endeavor knew about One for All and its secret: All Might had kept that very well hidden over the years, so there was no reason to panic. Even if he, like his son, had noticed the connection.

"Is that all you wanted to say?" Izuku asked. "My match begins soon, and I'd rather not be late."

He immediately passed by the older man, hoping to get away from him as fast as possible, but the man clearly did not think their conversation was finished.

"It is Shoto's duty to ensure he is ready to surpass All Might and replace me. I created him for that purpose alone," he continued, stepping into Izuku's way. "Beating my son in two events is no small feat, but you having a similar Quirk to All Might's will no doubt put my son to a great test before you fall to his might. He will eventually use his flames, and I hope you can push him out of this childish tantrum he is in. Don't make your match a disgrace."

"Is that all he is to you? Just a tool to defeat All Might?" Izuku asked in annoyance.

"He is my son. Why do you care?" Endeavor asked, the flames on him burning brighter in response to his agitation. Izuku did not react to the change.

"In the first place, I still have my match with Bakugo, and I don't plan to underestimate him, because he could knock me out before I even get to Todoroki."

"Hmph, that boy is strong for his age, but he is nothing compared to you or my son," Endeavor huffed. "I expect him to meet you in the finals. That's all I wanted to say."

"Just a friendly reminder before I leave," Izuku said, his classmate's words resounding in his mind. "I am not All Might. And Todoroki is not you. In fact, for the time I've known him, he has proven to be far more caring than you have showed so far in this conversation."

"Excuse me?" Endeavor asked, shocked and confused: in his many years as a Pro, few had been willing to verbally attack him in this manner.

Izuku just sighed. For all that he was said to be an intelligent man, it seemed that Endeavor was not immune to being stupid.

"Just answer this for me. Why is that, while you capture more villains and solve more cases than All Might, you are still stuck as Number Two while he remains Number One?"

"Because he's more powerful than me, but my son is more powerful than me as well, and soon he will prove himself more powerful than All Might and surpass him," Endeavor answered.

"Sorry, but that's mostly false. All Might is more powerful than you, indeed, but his power is mainly brute force, while you have the means to overwhelm opponents he cannot. And, given his current attitude, your son will never be the Number One hero... especially when it has been caused by a father who abused his own family for his own goals."

Endeavor's eyes widened in shock, and Izuku pored in the pressure. "Yeah, I know about it, but I won't tell anyone: I just wanted to tell you that the reason you are Number Two is because you don't act like a hero should. You care more about your legacy than your family. You would rather capture the villains than protect other people, and when you do that it's clearly not your priority. You believe that eliminating the threat is the smart way to deal with a villain, which I will admit has its own merits, but All Might believes that protecting people is the most important thing for heroes to follow. If a villain tries to escape and manages to injure civilians, you would pursue the villain to detain him, rather than protect the people."

"That's the difference between you two. If you had bothered less about your legacy and more about helping people and your family, you would have been a tougher competition for that position. And.. and you know I am right, Endeavor. You know that if you had worked on improving your heroic traits, you might have done it. And also, why do you claim your son is meant to surpass All Might? How do you know he will still be around when Todoroki goes Pro? Because the two of you have been working on for years, and All Might may retire this year or the next. That would certainly leave you with the Number One title on a technicality, which would mean everything you have done has been for nothing, and will leave you with that unearned title and a family scarred by all the pain you inflicted on them from your own ambitions and inferiority..."

Knowing he had left the man stunned, Izuku walked away. Endeavor could only watch as Izuku left and turned the corner. After a while, he spun on his heels and stomped off, back to the stands.

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"We have our last four fighters, so LET'S START THE FIRST MATCH OF THE SEMIFINALS!"

The crowd cheered aloud as the jumbotron displayed Izuku and Katsuki's faces: after everything they had seen along the day, they knew that this match was going to be good.

Both combatants walked out to the ring at the same time, staring at each other. Or, rather, Izuku was staring: he could see his former friend was giving him the death glare. Clearly, the fight was about to get quite personal.

"And, in this match, we have two students that pack a big punch! One one side, the Tokusatsu Powerhouse, the one that has dominated this entire Sports Festival from the beginning! It's none other than Midoriya Izuku! And, in front of him... well, a guy who still has anger issues, heh? He has faced strong opponents before, but let's see how he does against one of the strongest in his class! It is Bakugo Katsuki!"

"What did that bastard say? I'LL KILL YOU!" Katsuki yelled, clearly not taking lightly to Present Mic's rather biased comments. He was not the only one: in the stands, Mitsuki was glaring at the commenters' box, while her companions tensed, ready to act if she tried to repeat her previous reaction.

"This match ought to be one to remember," Aizawa stated: from everything he had seen, he knew the two youngsters had a heated history. Both were exceptional in combat, and now they were about to find out who was better between the two.

"This is going to be a rematch from the one in the Battle Trial," Tsuyu said, feeling the tension in the air.

"A fated match between two rivals," Ochaco said, her eyes glued on the boy she liked and the one that had defeated her in the previous round.

"Man, this is going to be intense," Denki said, remembering what had happened in the duo's first fight: after all the time they had had, he was sure this match was going to get personal.

"You said it... a fight between Men!" Eijiro yelled out.

"I'm worried about Midori-kun, Momo-chan," Mina said with a nervous tone.

"I am too, Mina-chan. But I have complete faith that Izuku-kun is going to pull through and win," Class 1-A's representative said, holding her right hand over her beating heart.

In the Class 1-B's bleachers, Setsuna watched, worried, while Neito secretly cheered for Izuku to win the match.

"I know you are going to beat Bakugo, Izu-kun, so do it," Itsuka muttered.

As for the parents of the two combatants... both were aware of the bad history their sons had, and hoped the fight would end without either of them suffering grave injuries.

"When I'm done with you, Deku, I'll send you home crying!" Katsuki bellowed.

"Big words from you," Izuku replied, smirking. "That's not going to happen any time soon. I vow to win, and I'm going all the way to victory!"

"You're acting a little arrogant, huh?" Katsuki's glare intensified. "I suggest you don't underestimate me, Deku, or else I'll leave you a broken mess!"

"It's not that I think I can beat you, Bakugo. It's that I know I will beat you, whether you like it or not. And that's a promise I plan to keep."

Katsuki gritted his teeth, while Midnight prepared.

"Ready?"

The two boys moved to their respective stances as the R-Rated hero looked at them.

"START!"

Immediately, Katsuki rushed Izuku, priming his right hook for an attack, the same way he had done during their first Hero Training battle.

"You never learn, Bakugo! How many times do I have to tell yo-"

He was suddenly cut off when Katsuki suddenly sparked an explosion in his right hand, jumping sideways while hitting Izuku with an unexpected explosion straight in the face, sending him flying across the ring.

"Oh, snap! Someone finally lands a hit on Midoriya!" Present Mic commented, shocked, like everyone else, that Katsuki had managed to catch Izuku off guard.

In the 1-A stands, Shoto's eyes widened in shock.

'He's fighting differently from what he did during the Battle Trial!'

Izuku got back up, and gazed at his former friend, slightly shocked: not only had he deviated from the usual move, the explosion had felt a lot more powerful.

"What was that?"

Katsuki smirked.

"Did you really think I was going to use the same strategy again? I know you've been observing me a lot, but, guess what? Ever since the day you beat me, I have been training nonstop everyday to create a fighting style to use just on you, Deku! These moves are things that you haven't seen before! I am a lot stronger than before, and I have been holding this back until I faced you one on one! And now, it's just you and me, with nobody else getting in our way!"

Izuku dusted himself off and regained his stance before creating a small energy ring, throwing it at Katsuki. The explosive boy quickly dodged the projectile before throwing an explosion at Izuku, who just formed a small barrier to block the attack.

"Well, you have certainly improved, Bakugo, I'm impressed," Izuku said, smiling. "But let's see if you can do more than just talk!"

Immediately, Izuku started to create several energy bullets and aimed them at his opponent.

"Kikaider Bullets!"

The bullets started to fly against Katsuki, who, to Izuku's mild surprise, was capable of dodging most of them. In spite of this, Izuku was not worried: Katsuki did not know that the bullets were quite special, in that they would ricochet off the walls and immediately bounce back towards him.

Thus, a few moments later, Katsuki was hit several times in the back, making him snarl in pain as more bullets hit him when he stopped dodging. Realizing the danger, he immediately started to blast the bullets away as soon as he could hit them.

"Come on, Deku! Stop standing there like an idiot and get serious, because if you don't I will destroy you!" Katsuki yelled, using an explosion to propel himself towards Izuku.

He was ready for a direct blow, but before he could fire a black tendril sprung out of Izuku's arm and grappled him on the arm he had primed for an attack: Izuku used it to slam Katsuki into the ground and send him flying with a kick before the tendrils retreated back into his arm. Katsuki managed to land safely by using his explosions and smirked.

"So, you brought out those black strings from your arms! Good! Now, let's get this show on the road!"

This time, Katsuki chose to run towards Izuku at full speed, a maniacal grin on his face.

"Fine, you asked for it!" Izuku started to create green energy, swirling around him, before concentrating it into a dark green buzzsaw-like disc that levitated on his hand before he tossed it straight at Bakugo. "Metal Hero Edge!"

"Get that shit out of my face! Stun Grenade" Katsuki yelled, firing an explosion that destroyed the energy disc. The mix between energies caused a bright flash, followed by much smoke. "You are going to have to hit a lot harder than that if you want to land a scratch on me!"

Katsuki used the smoke to try and sneak into Izuku, but before he could attack him, Izuku moved aside and began to turn.

"Oh, yeah? How about this!"

Izuku followed by kicking Katsuki on his ribs, sending him flying again across the ring.

"WOW! So much action! This match has me on the edge of the seat!"

The crowd clearly agreed with him, cheering even louder than before.

"That was a good shot, Deku," Katsuki said, standing up and rubbing his ribs, "but I let you get that one. That's all you're getting in this fight!"

"We'll see about that! Show me what you got!" Izuku yelled back.

"With pleasure!"

Katsuki immediately fired off several Stun Grenades in an attempt to disrupt Izuku's vision. However, Izuku knew the trick and he felt Katsuki about to attack him from above, so he sidestepped and attempted to counterattack – only for Katsuki to anticipate that and quickly set off an explosion to create a distance. However, Izuku's quick thinking throttled that explosion with an energy barrier and he caught up to Katsuki.

"Looks like I'm going to have to up my game here," the ash blond said, seething at how easily Izuku was handling the explosions. "You are becoming a nuisance, you know that, Deku? Stop dodging and blocking my fucking explosions, you dipshit!"

Izuku was forced to use several energy blasts to deflect the following explosions, because there were too many to dodge them, but this gave him enough time to get close enough to aim a roundhouse kick to the side of his head. Katsuki attempted to block the attack with an explosion, but Izuku saw it coming and prepared his other attack.

"Inazuman Whip!"

Quickly spinning around, Izuku pulled out another black tendril, this time covered in dark green energy, and hit Katsuki in the midsection, sending him tumbling towards the floor, although unfortunately not enough to knock him out of bounds or unconscious, as Katsuki was soon back on his feet, albeit clenching where the whip move had struck him.

"Those attacks won't stop me, Deku!"

"Maybe, but they don't tickle, either, so let's spice things up a little!" Izuku replied, thrusting the tendril towards Katsuki, who blocked it with one arm as the tendril latched onto it.

"You think you can get me again with these tentacles like you did in the cavalry battle? Not gonna happen, Deku!" Katsuki yelled as he grabbed a hold of the tendrils and started to pull Izuku towards him.

'Shit, he's strong enough to pull them!' Izuku thought, losing his balance even as Katsuki prepared an attack. 'He's going for a point-blank shot!'

"Get ready to be burned to ashes!" Katsuki's free hand began to light up, but before he could let off the explosion, the tendrils retreated back into Izuku's arm and he used his energy to fly away. "That's not going to help you, asshole! I'm going to kill you with this explosion. Now, die!"

At the same time, Izuku threw his arms forward, fists pointing at Katsuki.

"Zone Fighter Blast!"

The move he had used during the Entrance Exam fired a condensed beam of energy from his arms, colliding with Katsuki's explosion. When the attacks touched each other, the entire stadium was lit up in a big deflagration, and smoke covered the ring for a full minute before clearing away to show both fighters kneeling. While Katsuki was panting, Izuku was looking at him, wondering how the explosion had managed to stop his powerful attack.

"Wow! You got some really flashy students, Eraserhead! No wonder you haven't expelled them!" Present Mic yelled, clearly excited over the match.

"I only expel those who have no potential at all, and as you can clearly see, these guys have great potential to become Pro Heroes in a few years. That's why I didn't expel them... yet," Aizawa replied, better concealing his interest in the battle between his strongest students than his fellow commenter.

"Tell me something, Bakugo. What happened between us, huh?" Izuku asked as Katsuki stood up, scowling. "Come on, tell me what you really thought of me all this time!"

"You have always been naïve, Deku! You really wanna know my thoughts? Then, fine, here's what's on my mind!"

Katsuki fired multiple explosions, prompting Izuku to jump out of the way, but, to his surprise, it was barely a moment later that he felt Katsuki behind him.

'What the-'

Before he could fully turn around, Katsuki punched him square in the face, sending him crashing to the floor.

"God you make me so angry... did you know that, Deku?"

Izuku got back up on his feet, slightly grimacing at the pain he felt in his cheek, and he used Help to begin healing the injury.

"You kept following me around when we were kids, always behind me! And no matter how much I tried you kept coming back!"

He got into his stance as Katsuki walked towards him.

"But then, out of nowhere, you got that bullshit energy Quirk and just kept getting stronger! And then I was the one chasing after you! How did a small fry like you get so powerful? You got so much better, and you made me look like a total fool! You've been looking down on me this entire time, haven't you? "

'That's what you really believe, Bakugo?' Izuku thought, narrowing his eyes, while Katsuki gritted his teeth in anger.

"Say something, you fucking dipshit!"

In a burst of unnatural speed, Katsuki was up in Izuku's face, and he had no time to react to another harsh explosion right on the face, one strong enough that it sent him all the way almost to the edge of the ring, and Izuku had to land on his knee to stop himself.

Then Katsuki was there again and grabbed him by the collar, smirking.

"What's the matter, not winning as easily as you thought?"

Izuku looked at him with a defiant smirk.

"I never said it would be easy."

Katsuki growled.

"You won't be winning at all!"

He slapped him twice, as hard as he could, and Izuku growled back at him, trying to regain his bearings after the explosion.

"What's the matter, nerd? You feeling angry, humiliated? Is that it?" Katsuki kneed him in the stomach, and Izuku spat out saliva from the pain. "You son of a bitch! You don't know what humiliation is!"

The crowd both stadium and from home was soon cringing as Katsuki repeatedly punched Izuku in the face, with a brutality that was clearly out of place for what was supposed to be a friendly competition. In the stands, Mitsuki was clearly not liking what her son was doing to Inko's while Masaru had his hands full trying to hold her back. Inko covered her face, unwilling to see her son being so brutally beaten, and Toshinori had a serious look on his face. The three third year students and Shiketsu students were appalled by this senseless act of violence as Nejire and Camie were tearing up in their respective rooms.

"I'll teach you what humiliation feels like, just like you taught me! Just like how you've been looking down on me this entire time! The way you've humiliated me in this entire Festival! I'll show everyone how weak you truly are in front of all of these people! You think that just because you got a backbone you are going to beat me? Not a fuckin' chance! Who cares if you got some flashy quirk now? You're still nothing! An insect that I can crush whenever I want! You were supposed to be a pebble on the side of the road to become the Number One Hero! And when I beat you and finish you off, you won't be a hindrance to my goal! So get ready to home crying to auntie Inko-chan!" Katsuki finished, while preparing to finish Izuku off and win, whose eyes is covered in shadows.

"HEY, BRAT! WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS UNNECESSARY! JUST CALM THE FUCK DOWN AND START THINKING!" Mitsuki yelled from the stands: she understood her son's wish to win, but Katsuki's brutality against Izuku was, she felt, uncalled for.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU OLD HAG! THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! MIND YOUR OWN DAMN BUSINESS!" Katsuki yelled back, not liking how his mother was trying to butt in his fight. To the side, Midnight was tempted to just use her Quirk to put an end to the brutality, but it was too late as Katsuki prepared one last explosion to throw Deku out of bounds.

But then his attacking hand was stopped in mid-air, grabbed by something, and when Katsuki looked, he was shocked to see the green energy covering it.

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

Then, the unthinkable happened.

Crack!

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Katsuki's scream of agony as his hand was broken was heard all around the stadium. Their parents and friends cringed at what Izuku had just done to Katsuki, using his power. The Shiketsu and Third Year UA students watching from their television also cringed at what just happened.

As soon as he felt the energy releasing him, Katsuki backed away from Izuku, cradling his now purplish-colored hand, flinching when he looked at him.

The boy's usually green eyes were now shining like radioactive material, clearly angry if the shape of his face was a sign. And, all of a sudden, he was surrounded by green lightning and energy.

Katsuki had to be honest. When he was enraged like this, Izuku was scary.

"Here I thought you were a smart guy, but now I realize you really are an idiot..."

"What... what did you say, you fucker?"

"I said..." Izuku charged at Katsuki. "YOU ARE AN IDIOT! Super Sentai Assault!"

The move based on the masked hero group was now unleashed on his former friend. The barrage of powerful punches and kicks turned into a no-holds-barred pummeling that Katsuki had no chance to avoid, and the ash blond felt each and every one of the hard blows sent by Izuku, before the last punch sent him into the middle of the ring.

Izuku glared at Katsuki, his fists clenched hard.

"You actually thought I looked down on you? That's what you actually believed all this time? You DUMBASS! You and I were friends, at least until you got your Quirk! Then you turned into a bully and went after anyone that struck your fancy! And even then, when I got my Quirk, I kept my distance! I did nothing that might ruin your chance to become a Pro Hero!" Izuku shouted as his green energy began to grow fiercer, his anger feeding into it, while Katsuki's eyes widened it shock at hearing him.

"I thought you were awesome, Bakugo. I wanted to see what you would become. That's why I kept going after you when we were kids! But then you turned on me, and I realized what heroes should actually be like! You have the talent, but you lack the traits of a hero, and your ideals are flawed! Being a hero isn't about getting your way, or having the best stuff, or being popular or powerful! It's about using your own unique abilities to help people and the world we all live in! And you, Bakugo, have done nothing worthy of the title of Number One because your anger issues and pride will be your downfall if you keep that pace up! Nobody not even you will ever surpass my determination and desire to be the Symbol of Peace!"

At the stands, their parents and Toshinori were surprised: Inko, Mitsuki and Masaru were fully aware that their sons had not been friends for a long time, but it was now that they had finally learned the reasons behind the change.

"But you know what, very well then, Bakugo. Why don't you give me everything you got and show me that you have what it takes to be the Number One hero you claimed so many times would be in the future with your immense desire to defeat me to get it... Or unless you are too much of a scared weakling to do it."

Katsuki began to shake and seethe in rage at the last taunt part.

"Deku... You've angered me for the last time!"

Katsuki began to focus his sweat as smoke began to surround him as he started several small explosions to spin around like a tornado, picking up speed until he was ready.

"HERE I COME, DEKU! THIS IS EVERYTHING I HAVE! DON'T YOU DARE HOLD BACK!"

Rushing towards Izuku at the highest speed he could with his tornado of explosion, Katsuki prepared to detonate it on his former friend. But Izuku did not stay unmoving: instead, he rose his right hand towards Katsuki, ready to unleash his last attack for the fight, and as green energy and lightning surrounded him, he charged forward as well.

"This ends here, Bakugo... GODZILLA..."

"HOWITZER IMPACT!"

"SMAAAAAAASH!"

Both teenagers threw their arms forward at the same time, and their signature attacks collided in a huge explosion, so powerful that Midnight was blown away against the outer wall. The entire stadium was bathed in a bright flash while the audience was forced to take cover from the massive gusts of wind ripping around. The ring was consumed in an enormous tornado of smoke and light, and many of the attendants had to hold onto their seats to avoid being blown away.

Eventually, the light died down and the smoke cleared up. And when everyone noticed, they slowly looked back down onto the field... and what they saw caused their jaws to drop.

The entire ring had been destroyed, leaving nothing but rubble at the point.

Izuku was still standing by the edge of the ring, but he was clearly hit by the explosion, but slightly migrate it by forming a light barrier at the last second before it vanishes: he was panting for air, half of his shirt was burned off a bit, and his body was littered with scratches, bruises and burn marks.

As for Katsuki, he was lying on the floor, by the edge of the opposite walls of the arena and out of bounds, rendered unconscious while he had several grave injuries across his body, most notably the mark on his chest where the last attack had hit him.

It took a moment for everyone to process what had just happened, while Midnight ran over to Katsuki's collapsed form to check on him. After nudging him a couple times and checking his pulse, she nodded, clearly content that he was just unconscious, and raised her whip.

"Bakugo Katsuki is unconscious! Midoriya Izuku advances to the Final!"

It was a few seconds later before a clap broke out from somewhere in the audience, sparking the entire crowd to join them until the whole stadium was applauding and cheering over the amazing fight that had just taken place.

In the stands, Ochaco, Momo, Itsuka and Mina were glad that Izuku had won in spite of his injuries , while Tenya clapped, glad that his friend had reached the last step. Elsewhere, Setsuna gave Izuku two thumbs up and Neito smirked as Katsuki had to be carried out to the infirmary on a stretcher by the paramedic bots.

The ones watching from the television like Nejire and Camie were also happy that the boy they're interested is okay and has won.

Inko became relieved that her son is alright with her hand over where her heart is while Toshinori smiled in pride at his successor's continuous victories. Mitsuki drags an injured Masaru to go have him patched up and check on their son.

"And, for the third consecutive time, Midoriya has proven why he is the top student of the year, advancing to the Final Match!" Present Mic shouted, so on edge that he seemed to be about to fall off the edge of the booth.

Down at the ring, the Pro Hero Cementoss looked at the destruction caused by the duo and sighed.

"It's going to take me a while to rebuild the entire arena again," the slab-like man muttered as he started to summon the materials needed to carry out his task.

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Katsuki slowly opened his eyes, his mind currently at a blank and with no idea of where he was right now, or how he had arrived there. All he could see now was a completely white ceiling, and when he finally remembered he immediately tried to sit up in a panic.

"DEKU! Where are you! I'm going to finish thi-"

The Explosion Quirk user stopped talking, hissing through a bout of pain, and the spike forced him to look around, noticing he was not in the fighting ring anymore: instead, he was taking up a bed in Recovery Girl's medical tent. Looking down, he saw his entire upper body was bandaged up, as was his forehead.

"Oh, so you're up? That was a lot sooner than I expected."

Turning his head, he saw Recovery Girl sitting on a chair as she patched up his father, while his mother was sitting right next to him.

The two of them turned around and perked up when they saw their son was already awake – and staring at them. They immediately smiled.

"Hey there, brat! You really recovered fast, didn't you? I hope Inko-chan's boy didn't give you anything permanent."

Katsuki gasped.

'Wait a minute! What happened in the match?'

It was then that everything started to come back to him: they had just had a big clash as Deku had shouted one of those stupid names he gave to his attacks, and then, in a blink of an eye, everything had been pain before it all went black.

He looked straight at his parents, as he felt the shakes going out of his control.

"D-D-Did I... lose?"

He already knew the answer to the question, but he still wanted somebody, anybody, to say otherwise, that he had somehow managed to turn the tables: anything to avoid facing reality.

His parents looked at each other before Masaru looked back at him.

"I'm sorry, son. Inko's boy won the fight – he'll be in the final match."

A spike of sadness shuddered through his core. It had been bad enough when he lost to Deku in their second day – but now he had not only lost again, but he had proved to the entire world that he was, in fact, superior to Katsuki. He had embarrassed him on national television and in front of his parents.

Tears began to form in his eyes as he looked at his parents.

"J-Just get it over with."

"Get what over with? What are you talking about, brat?" Mitsuki asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

Katsuki gritted his teeth in anger.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about! Don't fucking patronize me, I've been humiliated bad enough as it is! I'm talking about what I did in that match! You two came here to say how disappointed and mad you are with me, didn't you? Well then, hurry up and say it, goddamn it!"

Katsuki could not hold the tears off anymore as they began to trail down his cheeks, thinking that his parents were about to throw salt into his wounds – but then he got something he had not expected.

Two pairs of arms wrapping around him, and one hand stroking his hair.

Something he did not deserve, but that he really needed.

He turned around and returned the hug. And, while he would never admit it out loud and they would not tell anyone if he did not want them to, they felt hot tears hit their shoulders and spread across their clothes.

"It's alright, son, it's alright."

Recovery Girl left the place, smiling at the family as the son got through the pain he had self-inflicted.

The three sat without speaking, the only sounds being the occasional sniff coming from the teenager and what filtered from the outside, as Mitsuki kept rubbing her son's back.

"... hey, mom, dad."

"Yes, Katsuki?"

"Can I... tell you something?"

"What is it?"

"I... I really messed up. I did a lot of bad stuff after I got my Quirk. I threw away a good friend. I hurt people really bad for a long time."

"We know... and we forgive you."

"What?" Katsuki asked, in shock, looking up at his parents.

"I said we forgive you, brat."

"B... Why? How?"

"Look, we realized that we have failed as parents in a lot of places, especially when it came down to teach you the difference between right and wrong. But, after seeing you get a taste of true defeat and hearing what Izuku said, I think it's time we take action to help you find the right path to become a true top hero... and to be a decent human being, Katsuki..." Mitsuki replied, and Katsuki could sense that she was being genuine.

"It's good that you told us about your past actions, because we can see that this now is tearing you apart after your humbling loss to Inko's boy, and you now being upfront with it can only help you more," Masaru said.

"Tell me, kid, you still want to be a hero, right?" Mitsuki asked. The question was rhetorical, but Katsuki still looked down in sadness.

"How can I call myself a hero... after everything I did to him and how I acted throughout my life?"

"Maybe you can't call your past self a hero. But the 'you' you create from this point on can be. You can move past this and make amends for everything you did. And, if Izuku wants nothing to do with you... then you need to accept that. You already have the brains and the spine to be a hero," Mitsuki continued, gently pressing a finger on his bandaged chest. "You just need the heart for it. Without it, you won't be going anywhere. Remember that you are Katsuki fucking Bakugou. You don't wallow in anything: you take life by the fucking reins, bitch slap it and tell it how things are going to go down. We may not have helped you develop proper morals, but we are still in time to fix that mistake."

Katsuki let out a small chuckle.

"Nah, you taught me to be prideful and not to take things lying down. I may have taken that way too far."

"Oh, so you're the self-blaming type now, huh?" Mitsuki asked with a sarcastic tone.

"Fuck off, old hag."

"Fuck you too, brat."

Both phrases were common to them and vulgar, but they both knew there was no real malice behind them. Masaru couldn't help but smile at his family's banter.

"We know you tend to be a loner with a lot of things, son," he said, messing with his hair, "but you have to remember that there are people out there who love you. Just because you have a strong quirk does not mean you can treat anyone like Izuku, who was pretty much attached to you as a friend when you were kids, but then you grew up and lost the connection because you didn't know any better. You can't take the people who care about you for granted, or you'll lose them forever... but you won't lose us."

Katsuki grumbled, but he knew he would not get out of it, and Mitsuki kissed his forehead.

"We are going to set up some mandatory counseling and therapy so you can start accepting that you aren't the center of the world... but if we hear you are acting out of line again and you don't shape up your attitude, we are pulling you off from U.A., OK?" Katsuki just grunted again, and Mitsuki knew he had understood. "We're only doing this because we love you too much, brat. If I'm being honest with myself, I believe you deserved that loss after thed display of what you did in the match that everyone had to see."

"Grrgh."

"What was that?"

"I lergh ya t-..."

"I don't think we heard that."

"..."

"Say you fucking love us, brat."

"Alright! I fucking love you two? Happy?"

"Extremely. Now, better get some rest, and when Recovery Girl gives you the OK, join your classmates so you can watch the rest of the tournament."

With one last hug, the two parents got up and headed for the door, letting Recovery Girl come back in, but before they did Mitsuki stopped.

"By the way, brat, Izuku came by earlier to check up on you."

Katsuki was surprised to hear that, and turned to the nurse, who nodded.

"The boy was really worried about your injuries, especially since you had really been going at it. He used his Quirk to enhance mine and make sure your recovery went much quicker than the usual. You may have several scars left, but nothing that rest and time won't heal."

'Looks like there was no flaw in your judgement when you chose your successor, Toshinori,' Chiyo thought, smiling, as the Bakugos left and Katsuki laid down again on the cot, thinking over the conversation. He knew he had a lot to say to his former friend... but first he would have to check if he could look at himself in the mirror first.

'Deku has really... surpassed me...'

Words he never thought he'd say, and yet they were true all the same.

---

"Alright, it's back in place," Cementoss told Midnight when he finally was done rebuilding the ring. Midnight nodded and made a sign that Present Mic caught.

"Good news, listeners! The arena's been rebuilt, so now we can finally start the second match of the semifinals!"

The crowd cheered again, expecting the match between Itsuka and Shoto – whose faces were being shown in the jumbotron – as the previous one. And when the two combatants walked out to the new ring, they immediately stared at each other.

"And here they are! On one side, the only remaining student from Class 1-B, who has held to the position with her iron fists! It's Kendo Itsuka! And, on the other side, the ice-cold prodigy of Class 1-A – Todoroki Shoto!"

'I am outmatched by Todoroki, but I'm going to make sure this fight isn't as easy as the previous ones,' Itsuka told herself. She was not going to back down any time soon, much less before the son of Endeavor, who was coldly staring at her.

"Ready..." Midnight said, looking at the two students as they got into their fighting stances. "BEGIN!"

Like in previous matches, Shoto began by throwing a freezing attack towards Itsuka, but she managed to dodge it right on time and started to sprint towards Shoto's right.

The young man then froze the ground in that direction by touching his hand to the floor, trapping Itsuka between two waves of ice. He tried to capitalize on it with another freezing attack, but this time Itsuka managed to avoid it by jumping just above the crest of the wave, and while in mid-air she enlarged her fists and launched her attack.

"Double Jumbo Fists!"

Shoto attempted to bring up an ice wall to protect himself: the attack managed to break it before it could fully form, but it still protected Shoto. However, Itsuka then managed to follow up with another enlarged punch, one that did strike Shoto and slammed him into the ground, causing the people to gasp. From his position on the ground, Shoto tried to freeze the ground. Itsuka leapt over the ice and attempted to counter, only to be blinded by an ice wave he had already launched into the air, causing her to crash to the ground.

"You are always jumping over ground attacks, so I decided to change tactics," Shoto said as Itsuka got up, even while covered in ice. He froze the ground, and this time Itsuka was unable to jump over, leaving her stuck as Shoto ran forward and grabbed her arm. Itsuka tried to enlarge her fists to break free, but this time the ice out-sped her Quirk activation, leaving her unable to move as her body was left encased in ice.

Midnight whipped the ground.

"Kendo Itsuka is immobilized! Todoroki Shoto advances to the Final!"

People cheered at the end of the combat, which had been much shorter than the previous one but still interesting, as Shoto melted the ice covering Itsuka.

"I'm sorry," he told the shivering girl, who was immediately set upon by the medics, "but I have to prove myself."

"Kendo held her ground for much longer than anyone, but still Todoroki managed to freeze her advances!" Present Mic stated, not very surprised about the fight's outcome.

Izuku watched the medics take Itsuka towards the medical tent, worried about his friend.

'She never stood a chance either, did she? At least she did better than anyone else.'

That was when he felt a cold glare focused on him. Turning, he saw Todoroki focusing his gaze on him, and as their eyes met, it was easy for Izuku to see what Shoto wanted to convey through his stare.

You're next.

Izuku stared back, undeterred at all as he mentally prepared himself for the fight to come. Endeaver watches how his son is fighting before he goes inside.

In Class 1-B's stands, Itsuka's classmates commented on the fight.

"Man... Todoroki is sure intimidating! Itsuka-chan did everything right, held her own, and he still finished her without barely flinching. How can someone so young have so much power at will? And now it's Izuku-kun's turn," Setsuna said, hoping her friend would not get frostbite. Neito nodded in agreement.

"He is the son of a Pro, clearly he trained with him. And, from what I can tell, he has only been using his right side the entire Festival. One has to wonder what he can do with the left."

His classmates shuddered at the thought.

At the teachers' stands, their homeroom teacher was having a different argument.

"Damn it! Aizawa always gets the students with the most powerful Quirks! It's so unfair! Those kids are monsters!" Vlad King muttered in frustration: out of all tournament competitors, only a quarter of them were from his class, and only one of them had made it past the first round – and she had still been overmatched in the fight she lost.

The Pro Heroes were also commenting on the tournament.

"This year's First years are certainly impressive, no matter who wins in the end," one of them said.

"Well, I know now that the draft is going to be exciting this year," his partner commented. Just as he was talking, the jumbotron started to display Izuku and Shoto's faces, beginning to hype up the crowd in anticipation for what was clearly going to be an amazing fight.

"Kirishima-san, who do you think is going to win this match?" Denki asked the red-haired boy. "Midoriya or Todoroki?"

"I don't know, it's hard to tell though from what I've saw."

"You'll see soon enough." Everyone turned their heads to see Izuku standing behind them, smiling. To the girls' relief, it seemed like he had been fully healed from his fight with Bakugo. "Bakugo should be here soon, so don't give him a hard time. And it looks like Todoroki doesn't intend to play around, so I better go get ready, because he isn't a pushover!"

"Good luck, Izuku-kun!"

"Good luck, Dekiru-kun!"

"Good luck, Midori-kun!"

Momo, Ochaco and Mina spoke simultaneously, smiling at him, as the rest also wished him luck.

"Best of luck to you in your final match against Todoroki," Tenya stated. "When I worked with him during the Cavalry Battle, I could tell he would be a formidable opponent, and what I have seen has proven it!"

"Thank you, Tenya-san!"

Suddenly, Tenya started to shake.

"Woah, what's that?" Ochaco asked, surprised.

"Oh, that's my phone," he replied as he took it out of his pocket. While the others gazed at him over how strong the thing vibrated, Tenya checked the caller ID. "Excuse me, it's a personal call."

Leaving the stands, Tenya found his way to a private spot and picked up the phone.

"Mother? Regretfully, I lost, mother. I was weak..."

"No, it's not about that." Tenya could immediately tell something was wrong: his mother's voice was trembling and on the verge of crying. "Oh, sorry, Tenya. Tensei... your brother... a villain got him."

Tenya felt his face pale as he understood what he had heard.

"W-What?"

---

"Fame... money... they are all calling themselves 'heroes'..."

In the height of a building, a figure observed the mark of dark red on the ground, the remains of the pool of blood on which the Pro Hero Ingenium had laid down. From where he was, his blood red eyes could see the pieces of the mobile phone he had crushed during the fight.

"But they are not heroes... just him... the only one I'll let kill me..."

His sword, which minutes before had been dripping blood from the edges, was now clean and sheathed, and a red scarf and headband reflected the moonlight on the shadowed figure.

"... is All Might!"

He licked the inside of his mouth, remembering the bitter taste of his latest victim's blood.

"You haven't even noticed this warped society, covered with hypocrisy and vanity. To all who are called Heroes... I will make you notice."

That was when he heard a swirling sound coming from behind, and he immediately reacted, quicker than the normal human could: his blade poked through a purple portal piercing the air.

"Please, remain calm. We are of the same mind. I have been looking for you, Hero Killer Stain. Given your notoriety, you can imagine why I wanted to meet you. May I have a moment of your time?"

---

"What happened to Tenya-kun?" Ochaco asked. He had yet to return after receiving that call.

"I... don't know," Izuku replied. He was starting a very bad feeling about it, because he was sure only something bad would have kept his friend away, just as he was about to leave. He hoped he was wrong.

Before he could leave, though, he was stopped by none other than Katsuki, bandaged up and with a serious look in his face.

"What is it, Bakugo?" Izuku asked.

Katsuki took a deep breath: he only had three very important to say this time.

"Kick. His. Ass."

Surprised by the sudden support, Izuku smiled and nodded with confidence.

"I will."

---

Endeavor found himself leaning against the wall, but his mind was not on his youngest son's latest fight: instead, it was on the young Midoriya's words.

For years, he had desired to be better than All Might, but unable to. He had then gone to follow through his other plan: he had married Rei so he could have a child that would inherit both his and her Quirks. He had planned every step of the training he would give every child that came along.

But then... he had become obsessed. He had disregarded his elder daughter Fuyumi and his two elder sons, Toya and Natsuo, because they had only gained his Quirk or neither, so he thought them mistakes, he thought they did not need his attention. He had got what he wished in Shoto... and he had then turned worse. He had subjected him to a training regime that had left him begging to stop when his body was so beaten and bruised he could hardly move from where he was.

He remembers watching as his wife was taken by orderlies, wrapped in a straitjacket. She had just injured Shoto... and too late had he realized that it was his fault that she was this way. He remembers walking past a citizen who was begging to be saved, but he had ignored them in favor of capturing the villain... and later he had learned the civilian and the other person with him had died while he was arresting the villain.

Too many deeds where his avarice and his pride had led him to make choices that he had not realized were actually keeping away from his goal. All the pain he had caused, both to his family and to the people, for the sake of being the top hero... all combined into the worst error he had ever made. What if maybe he's truly not-

"Endeavor, it is good to see you again," a known voice said, getting him out of his thoughts.

"All Might..." he replied.

"Your son has reached the final match. He has proven to be an excellent student. You must be proud of him."

"I am. And... I have questions, All Might."

"What would they be?"

"Are you really... considering retirement?"

All Might raised an eyebrow.

"Well... I am not getting any younger, and it has been on my mind for quite some time now. But... what has brought this up?"

"I want you to be honest with me," Endeavor said, looking away. "What do you really think of me?"

"You are a great hero. You have many achievements to your name, all well earned," All Might replied with a serious expression. "But, after hearing what you said earlier, regarding your son... it told me what you saw your own family as."

"What?" Endeavor said, looking back at All Might with a shocked expression.

"I'm fully aware of you considering me your rival, and, honestly... I never understood why. You were trying so hard to be like me when you should have been trying to do things your own way. And, using your own family to further your ambitions... it's not the right way to become a great hero. A true hero is the one that tries to be people's hope and a warning sign to villains. Just think about what you have been doing to your family... all for the sake of a title." He began to walk past the other hero, now looking down on the floor, but he stopped for a moment before placing his hand on the man's shoulder. "Even if you start to regret it, attempt to atone for what you have done, remember that it will take a long time before your family starts to forgive you. So I hope you are ready for that."

And then All Might left, leaving his fellow Pro Hero to his own thoughts.

---

After 25 minutes of waiting, the flames in the corners of the ring ignited. When the crowd saw the flames, they immediately began to cheer as their excitement took over. They knew exactly what time it was: it was time for the final battle of the First Year tournament.

"Thanks for waiting, everyone! This is it! The match we have all been waiting for is now set to start... the Final Event of this day of the Festival! The Big Match!" Present Mic announced, and the cheering became louder as Izuku and Shoto stepped into the ring. "On one side, the man who has won all his matches with complete domination, literally leaving the audience frozen: TODOROKI SHOTO! And, on the other side, one of the most spectacular fighters we've seen in years, capable of pulling victory even after suffering so many vicious strikes. It is MIDORIYA IZUKU!"

Shoto sent a cold glare at his rival, who returned it back without an issue. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife, and everyone, even those who were watching from their homes, could feel both the tension and the goosebumps from seeing both teens glare at each other.

Up in the bleachers, Itsuka, finally recovered from her cold bout, was back with her classmates, intent on cheering on her friend as loud as possible.

For Class 1-A, the tension was at a similar level, as their most powerful classmates were about to duke it out to see who came out on top.

"It's going to start... man, this is going to be intense! So much firepower, standing in that ring," Eijiro exclaimed as sweat trailed down his face from the excitement.

"This must be meant to be..." Hitoshi added.

"Yes... this battle will settle who is the best Freshman in U.A.," Momo said, smiling down at the boy she liked, before looking at her rival. "What do you think of this match, Ochaco-chan?"

"It's going to be tough... but I know that Dekiru-kun can do it!" Ochaco shouted, raising her arms and cheering on her friend-slash-crush. "It's going to depend on whether he manages to close in on Todoroki."

"Yeah, but... what is Midori-kun going to do with the ice?" Mina asked.

"Damn, those two are really strong! Pity you weren't able to make it there, Bakugo!" Denki slyly said. Katsuki twitched in anger, but quickly calmed down.

"Shut up, Sparks, I'm trying to enjoy the fight!"

Everybody in hearing range almost fell out of their chairs.

"Hell's frozen over! Bakugo is being POLITE!" Denki cried out, mirroring everyone else's thoughts. Katsuki rolled his eyes.

"Making it to the final is one thing... but winning, going all the way and getting the job done, is an entirely different matter. So it doesn't matter who made it there, but who wins and the result. We are gonna see the difference between first and second place, so better pay fucking attention or you'll miss the best part!"

---

Down at the ring, Shoto kept glaring at Izuku.

"So, you're here at last."

"Of course I am. You told me you would be waiting for me in the final, so I couldn't disappoint."

Shoto narrowed his eyes.

"I also told you to prepare yourself, that I would be waiting for you to deliver on your promise. So, do you still plan to stay true to your word?"

"No doubt about it. I never go back on my word, it's what I live by," Izuku replied, balling his fists and taking a deep breath. "I hope you have the energy to last in this fight!"

Shoto's glare became colder, as he considered how Izuku had made him look like a fool in the first stages of the Sports Festival: he would not let him do the same again, not in front of his father. He would beat Izuku, fair and square, using only his mother's power, and prove he did not need Endeavor's to win.

---

"Watch carefully and prepare, Shigaraki Tomura," a deep voice resounded through the loudspeakers. "They may become obstacles to you one day... and you will eventually have to face them in battle."

Shigaraki scratched his neck in irritation, as he saw the confident smile of the boy who had killed his perfect weapon.

"You spikey brat... I'll make you pay for humiliating me and what you did to my Nomu!"

---

Back at the stands, Inko was crying her eyes out, overjoyed at seeing her son about to compete in the final match.

"DO YOUR BEST, IZUKU!"

"Geez, Inko-chan, it's the seventh time you've cried your hearts out," Mitsuki playfully teased her friend as she and her husband did their best to calm her down, all but force-feeding her a bottle of water. She really did not want her to dehydrate herself, something that had happened several times in the past.

Meanwhile, Toshinori was watching at the two teenagers and the determination to win in their eyes.

'Do your best, young Midoriya! I know you can win. After all the hard work you have gone through, I'll be proud of you, no matter what!'

Everyone, from the heroes helping with security to Omocha in the Bandai headquarters, kept their eyes glued to the fighting stage.

"Who will come at top in this fight between titans? Soon, we will know!" Present Mic shouted, as Izuku wrapped up his stretches and the two teenagers got into their fighting stances.

"Ready..." Midnight said, as the crowd went down to a lull, and she raised her whip. "START!"

Her whip came down, and the shouting started.

"GO!" Shoto cried out as he launched an attack straight towards Izuku, covering the distance between them with ice.

"King Kong Smash!" Izuku replied, flicking his finger. The shockwave tore through Shoto's offensive, cracking the ice and turning it into shards with such power that people in the stands shielded their faces.

"Just the wind is this cold?" one of them cried out.

Shoto had also been affected by the shockwave and had covered his face, but as soon as he heard Izuku he had created a wall behind himself to avoid being pushed back. When the wind came down, he unshielded his face.

'Just as I expected, he was prepared to negate my first attack. I cannot let him use his power as he likes – if he lands a direct hit on me at full power, I'm done for. I must keep him away if I want to preserve my advantage,' Shoto thought, as Izuku waited for him to make the next move.

"WOW! That attack took out all of Todoroki's rivals, and Midoriya stopped it like it was nothing!"

'A good opening! He did not know how powerful young Todoroki's first attack would be, so he fired a 15% Smash just to push him back!' Toshinori thought, cheering on his successor.

"Guess that move wasn't going to work on Izuku." Mitsuki pointed with Masaru and Inko agreeing with her.

"That was so awesome!" Nejire said, excited, from her place with her friends.

"It's all in that energy Quirk Midoriya has, it makes him stronger, able to do whatever he can to make sure the ice doesn't come near him," Mirio replied, having noticed the green shine over Izuku's arms.

The Shiketsu students were also amazed at that initial move.

"You can see from his reaction, he's got no fear. He's determined to win this," Seiji said.

"I'm surprised Midoriya is not shivering from totes cold air, they're getting," Camie said. Next to her, Inasa looked at the television with a serious face.

'Come on, Midoriya, beat Endeavor's son, I want his father to be embarrassed,' he thought, clenching his fist.

At the bleachers, the students were still reeling at how effortlessly Izuku had destroyed Shoto's first attack.

"It took Dekiru-kun no effort to repel the first attack," Ochaco said in awe.

"You think he'll use his left side?" Mina asked.

"Maybe... he will try to force Todoroki-san to use his left side," Momo suggested. "It's only a matter of time before it happens. Trust me, Izuku-kun has a plan in hand."

"I hope you are right," Ochaco said.

"Heads up, Midoriya! He's doing it again!" Tetsutetsu yelled as Shoto fired off another ice attack, which Izuku dispelled by flicking his fingers again: having gauged the power behind them earlier, he only used a 10% of One for All, reducing the taxing to his body.

"Again?" Izuku asked, unimpressed.

'Damn...' Shoto thought, annoyed, as Izuku stared back at him impassively – almost as if he was letting him know he was going to have to do much better than that.

'Todoroki-san always ended his fights in an instant, so I don't have much on him, but given how he has been fighting, he's clearly playing the long-range game with me. Since I have him beat on hand to hand fighting, he'll try to keep me away to make it harder to hit him with a Smash, and as long as he keeps that ice wall I won't be able to blow him away. My best bet is to only use energy moves and keep the pressure on him until I overwhelm him... and force him to use his left side!' Izuku thought, planning. He already knew what he had to do. Now, it was just a matter of whether Shoto would listen or not.

"You're..." he tried to say, but Todoroki send out another ice attack, which he just blew through with a King Kong Smash. "We can do this all day, Todoroki! Keep'em coming!"

"Man, they can shoot off powerful attacks that cover a lot of ground, like BAM!" Eijiro shouted.

"And they can do it with no time lag!" Hanta added.

"They are not just shooting off," Katsuki replied.

"Huh?"

"You overuse your muscles, the fibers tear. You keep running, you'll run out of breath. There's a limit to how much power I can produce, too – that's why I designed my costume so I could fire blasts more powerful than what my body allows. Those two have power, but they must also have some kind of limit," the explosive boy stated, having noticed how Todoroki was being forced back with every blast of energy.

"Huh, makes sense. Then again, against instant-killer Todoroki, Midoriya wants..." Eijiro trailed off.

"... an endurance match, huh?" Shoto unknowingly finished the thought, as he looked behind him and noticed he was getting close to the edge of the ring. All those blasts had forced him back, and now he had to find a way to regain the lost ground.

"Oh, I got it!" Denki shouted, bumping his fist onto his palm. "Midoriya is trying to outlast Todoroki, and when he's gassed out, Midoriya can just go in for the win!"

"Yeah, but Half-n-half has noticed where he is, and he knows that if he doesn't move now, the match will be over," Katsuki stated with confidence.

Shoto sucked his teeth in.

"Fine, then, I'll end this quickly!" he shouted, sending another ice attack, this time faster than the previous ones. Izuku quickly smashed through the attack with another flicker, but Shoto used that as a distraction to side step to his left and close in on Izuku.

"Todoroki not only doesn't recoil from Midoriya's power, but he gets closer!"

"Is he trying to trap Midoriya-san in the ice? Ribbit?" Tsuyu wondered as Shoto made an ice path and slid up.

"If Midoriya-san doesn't find a way to get out, he'll be in big trouble," Hiryu stated.

"Not good, not good at all!" Setsuna yelled.

"Seriously! I don't even have to move my feet to tear through your defense!" Izuku exclaimed, shooting another King Kong Smash at the ice path, but Shoto jumped up before he could get hit, and, as he came down, he aimed an ice-covered punch towards Izuku's head. However, Izuku saw the attack coming from a mile away and easily dodged.

"Oh, so you have decided to close the gap! Getting a little confident, huh? Let's see if you can deal with me in close-ranged combat!" Izuku shouted, this time throwing a Gamera Smash towards Shoto. The shockwave was greater than the previous attacks, so much that it blew Shoto several meters away: he had been able to protect himself from the full brunt of the attack, but he flew so far that only another ice wall prevented him from falling out of bounds.

"That was more powerful than the previous one. Are you trying to keep me away?" Todoroki asked, confused. He was breathing out frost, which he knew was not a good sign, but at least he had yet to suffer any injuries from a direct attack.

"Is there anything Midoriya-san can do?" Shoda asked his classmates.

"He broke through every ice attack like a badass. He could just go for the finisher if he wanted," Awase pointed out.

"Unless Midoriya-san is thinking something," Hiryu said. "He could have beaten him with that smash, but Todoroki-san is a smart opponent. He's the son of the Number Two Hero, after all."

"Oh, yeah, forgot about that," Tetsutetsu said.

"And he came through recommendation as well," Itsuka replied.

"But Midoriya-san will win, I am sure," Yui noted.

"I have to agree with Yui," Setsuna interjected.

As the two kept attacking, the power behind Shoto's attacks grew, and Izuku was forced to use more powerful attacks to deal with the ice.

'It's not just his Quirk. His judgement, application skills, mobility... he's strong,' Izuku thought, impressed, and the crowd clearly agreed.

"He's already better than the average Pro..."

"It's what you can get from the son of the Number Two Hero!"

Said hero, however, was not as impressed.

'You're only crippling yourself, Shoto. Keep holding back and underestimating him, and it will come and bite you in the ass! Use your left side already, boy!'

"You're keeping me at a distance, and you have yet to land a direct hit on me. You can't break through my ice defense!" Shoto shouted, trying to egg on Izuku so he would make a mistake that he could capitalize on.

Izuku was about to reply, but then stopped as he saw Shoto... shivering?

'What...' he thought, before he noticed the frost forming on Shoto's right arm. 'I think that's his limit, there is only so much ice he can use before his temperature begins to lower. If he keeps on not using his left side, he'll probably begin to suffer from hypothermia!'

"By the way, thanks, Midoriya. That guy's face is clouded over, thanks to you," Shoto added, nodding towards his father. Izuku just gritted his teeth.

However, Shoto knew he was getting close to his limit: if he did not finish the fight soon, he would run out of power.

"Let's finish this!"

"Todoroki keeps attacking with overwhelming power! Here comes the finishing ice attack!"

In the second that passed between Shoto throwing his ice attack, this one larger than all the previous ones, and it reaching Izuku, everyone knew that the latter was in trouble: if he did not find a way to counter it, he would lose.

But then, Izuku glared at where Shoto was, and his hands were covered in intense green light.

"SPECTREMAN CANNON!"

A huge ball of destructive energy flew from his hands towards the ice, and when they touched the ice was... turned into vapor. Shoto only had a moment to react at how his most powerful attack had been denied in one shot before the explosive wave sent him stumbling backwards, and it was only another ice wall that saved him from defeat.

"No... way..." Ochaco whispered with a shocked face.

"Where the hell did Deku keep all that power?" Katsuki asked, surprised.

"Never seen anything like this," Itsuka said.

'What is this, Izuku-kun?' Momo thought, amazed.

The reactions among their classmates and the public, both present in the stadium or watching on their televisions, were similar. Destroying an ice wave so hard as to turn it into vapor was nothing short of impressive.

"Bastard..." Shoto mumbled as he struggled to stand up. He may have not been hit directly by the energy ball, but the explosion's area of effect was still enough to hurt him, and after hitting his back so many times on the ice it was starting to hurt him as well. "Such power... why are you going so far!"

"Your fight is with me, Todoroki, not with your father!" Izuku shouted back, angrily. "Stop looking at him and look at me! Don't you remember what I told you? You're shivering, Todoroki!"

Shoto tried not to react at Izuku noticing his weakness, but it was hard, considering how his energy was getting sapped by the cold.

"There's a limit to how much cold your body can take, isn't there? Something you could solve by using the heat from your left side. Everyone here has been fighting with everything they've got, to win and get closer to their dream... to become Number One... and you are here, using just half your power, JUST TO SPITE YOUR FATHER!" Izuku yelled, clearly furious, as his body was covered in green energy and lightning. "You are already at your limit with only your ice, you idiot, and you haven't even put a scratch on me! Give me a competitive fight! COME AT ME WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT, DAMN IT!"

'Young Midoriya,' Toshinori thought in awe. He could tell what was Izuku's plan, and was proud of him for doing this.

Inko had her hands covering her month at her son's outburst. The Bakugos had a shocked look on their faces.

Endeavor, too, was shocked. After their encounter earlier, he had not expected him to do this.

'This kid...' he thought.

"What are you planning... Midoriya? Everything I've got? Did my damn old man bribe you or something! Now I'm angry!" Shoto shouted, running straight at Izuku. Or trying to, at least: comparing that with the beginning of the fight, Izuku noticed something.

'He's getting slower! All that frost on his body is also limiting his ability! Was the scale during his fight with Kirishima his upper limit?'

"Oh, you're angry?" Izuku asked, charging up One for All at 5% and punching Shoto straight into his gut, hard enough that the dual-colored boy spat saliva, and the attack was followed by an uppercut that sent Shoto flying in the air.

As he landed, Shoto tried to regain his bearings: those two punches were the hardest he had felt in his life, and he was sure that uppercut had cracked his jaw.

'What is Midoriya made of?' Shoto thought, somewhat out of it.

"A SOLID HIT!" Present Mic shouted: after several minutes of combat, it was the first direct hit one of them had landed on the other.

---

The Shiketsu students were surprised by the power Izuku had just unleashed in the attack.

"Who would have thought that boy would have so much strength," Seiji said.

"Todoroki-san may use lots of ice but it's totes not working. Midoriya is so lit that he can just go for the win now," Camie said, although her comment was eclipsed by Inasa jumping from his seat.

"COME ON, MIDORIYA! KICK HIS ASS!" he yelled, surprising his friends.

"He was all silent throughout the festival, and now he's all fired up," Nagamasa whispered.

"Yeah, he seems to want Todoroki-san to lose, but why?"

---

"Guess what? I am angrier than you!" Izuku yelled as he flared his energy throughout the entire stadium: many people tumbled over because of the pressure.

Shoto managed to get back on his feet as he coughed.

"Why...?" he struggled to ask: that punch to the gut had hurt. Instead of talking, he decided to send some ice towards Izuku, but he summoned multiple energy balls that floated around him.

"Ambassador Magma Meteor!" he shouted, sending the energy balls flying at the ice which was vaporized.

"That ice isn't coming as fast as before, right?" Izuku asked. Shoto tried to reach Izuku and ice him at point blank range, but Izuku just fired another energy ball, sending him flying all the way back.

"Should we stop this, Midnight? Midoriya is getting reckless with Todoroki, he's been pushing him all over the ring when he could have finished the match already. If he keeps hurting him, Todoroki may end up with serious injuries," Cementoss asked Midnight through his earpiece as Izuku and Shoto kept going back and forth. However, Izuku was proving himself to be superior, as he just blasted all of Shoto's attacks before relentlessly countering with energy or close combat attacks.

At one point, one of Izuku's attacks nearly sent Shoto out of bounds, but much to everyone's shock, Izuku brought out his Blackwhip and brought him back into the ring before he could touch the ground.

"You want to know why I am angry?" He said as the black tendrils retreated. "Look at yourself! I'm beating you all over the stage and still you refuse to go all out! You are getting weaker with each attack! You are just hurting yourself at this point! Use your left side, so we can start fighting for real!"

Shoto struggled to get back up. It was getting harder to move and breathe, the cold becoming too much for him to deal with.

"W-why are you g-going so far?"

"Because I want to live up to everyone's expectations."

"Wha?" Shoto asked.

"I want to be able to smile at them. Respond to them. Be a great Hero. That's what I want to be!"

"Shoto..."

Shoto shook his head: for a second, he had heard his mother's voice.

"That's why I'm angry." Izuku punched Shoto in the chest, sending him rolling on the floor. "Everyone I've faced so far has been giving their all! There's no way I can know all of your circumstances or your resolve... but you would not give your all just to spite your father... right now, I think that you should grow up and stop acting like a spoiled brat who thinks he's entitled to everything!"

Shoto shakily stood up: Izuku's words were dredging up some of his worst memories. The harsh training sessions with his father. How he abused his family. He started to create more ice to cover his right hand and leg, but he knew he was starting to push it.

"Shut... up..." he shakily said.

"I don't wanna, Mom... I... I... I don't want to be like Dad! I don't want to become someone who hurts you!

"But you want to be a Hero, don't you? It's alright for you to be one. As long as you have something to look forward to, you will do well.

"That's why I will win!" Izuku declared.

"Why the hell do you care about what I do with my life?" Shoto shouted, ice erupting from his right side.

"Because you can be a great Hero! You are a great fighter! You have talent, power! And instead of using them, you are not giving your all, when you could do so much more!"

"Why does any of that matter to you?"

Shoto knew that Izuku was getting angrier, but he did not care. Still, the answer shocked him.

"BECAUSE IT'S A WASTE OF LIFE!"

He was five. He was watching Toya and Natsuo playing outside. But before he could try to join them, his father grabbed him by the arm and dragged him away.

"Don't look at that, Shoto. They are from a different world than you."

Shoto shook as he stumbled on his worst memory.

"Mom, I'm going crazy... I can't talk anymore. Every day, the kids become more like him... and Shoto... his left side reminds me of his devil father... I can't raise him anymore... I feel like I shouldn't..."

"M... Mom?"

The next he knew, his mother had grabbed the pot of boiling water...

"I..."

"Where's Mom?"

"She injured my masterpiece. I put her in a mental hospital for her own good."

"This is all your fault, you know, you're the one that made Mom like that..."

He gasped, trying not to start tearing up.

"I will never use the old man's power..."

"Dammit, Todoroki, it's your power, not his!"

"Huh?" Shoto gasped, shocked out of his thoughts once more.

"How do you think I gained this power? It wasn't by lifting weights. It was because I lifted myself back up every single damn time I was knocked down! I worked hard to be where I am today! Don't you dare disrespect all of my hard work by not even showing me your hundred percent!" He looked straight into the heterochromatic eyes. "You want to be a Hero, right? Well, what would your own mother say if she saw you right now?"

Shoto shook again.

"BE THE HERO SHE WANTED YOU TO BE!"

"Yes, it is true that children can inherit Quirks from their parents... but the really important thing is not that connection, but recognizing your own flesh and blood – recognizing yourself. That's what I mean when I say I AM HERE! You see?" All Might said on the television as he gave a thumbs up. "But you want to be a Hero, don't you? It's OK for you to be one. You don't have to be a prisoner of your blood, but you can become who you want to be..."

Suddenly, a flame sprung out from Shoto's left hand. It was small... but it was there.

And then the flames covered his entire left side, lighting up the fighting stage in a majestic dance of tongues, free to burn whatever they desired.

It had taken a long time... but Shoto Todoroki had finally found himself.

"Th-This is..." Present Mic stuttered in shock, pretty much the only one speaking in the entire stadium. The reactions from the spectators took only a moment to happen.

"He's actually using his fire?" Ochaco asked.

"He is," Momo replied, smiling. "Izuku-kun knew Todoroki-san would not become the hero he wants to be without it... so he finally convinced him to use his left side."

"That was the manliest thing I've ever seen!" Eijiro exclaimed, comically crying.

"Midori-kun will still win this, though," Mina predicted.

Katsuki remained silent, amazed. Even he had to admit that he wasn't expecting Shoto's flames to be so powerful. It hurt him to admit it, but if he had faced him in the final like he had hoped, he would have lost.

Inko, Mitsuki, and Masaru shared the same reaction like all the others at what they're witnessing right now.

'You made him use his left side. Even though you want to win, you still did your best to save young Todoroki?' Toshinori thought. He had seen through Izuku's plan, but now he knew that Shoto had closed the gap in power between them. Now, he just hoped Izuku had some sort of backup plan, because it seemed to have turned on him.

Izuku just gazed with wonder at the bright orange flames coming out of Shoto, like the flames of a phoenix... but soon the expression was replaced with a confident smirk.

"What's so funny?" Shoto asked as he felt his body temperature rising. Already, all the ice on his right side had melted, and he was regaining the feeling in his extremities. "You do realize what you have done, right? You want to win, but still you helped your enemy. Which one of us is screwing around now?"

Endeavor was on cloud nine.

"SHOTO!" He yelled out, the flames igniting around him. He was so loud, he caught everyone's attention. "You've finally accepted yourself! Good! I know you will surpass me! And, Midoriya, thank you for motivating my son! I knew you could do it!"

"Endeavor suddenly shouting encouragement... such a doting father!" Present Mic said, and no one knew how to react about that.

---

"MIDORIYA!" Inasa yelled, spooking his classmates. "COME ON, FINISH HIM OFF! DO IT! BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF HIM! WIPE THAT SMILE OUT OF ENDEAVOR'S FACE!"

---

For a second, Izuku thought he heard someone shouting at him to beat Shoto, but it was probably his imagination, so he shook it out while considering the adjusts he would have to make to his notes.

"No, Todoroki, there's nothing funny. I'm smiling because I am happy. Happy I could help you find the best version of yourself, and now you can become the best Hero you can be!"

Shoto smiled, slightly surprised, and shook his head.

"You're crazy, Midoriya... but in a good way. This is still an official match, though, and I don't plan on losing, so don't blame me for what happens next. You had plenty of chances to win, so you've brought this upon yourself."

Izuku just powered up both Superpower and One for All, grinning all the time.

"I'm ready, Todoroki! Come at me with all you got!"

"I aim to win and become the Number One!"

"I wouldn't have it any other way!"

In the commentators' box, Aizawa smirked.

"The real battle starts now."

Izuku was panting now... but he was still smiling.

"Let's finish this, Todoroki!"

"It will be my pleasure!"

While Shoto gathered all of his remaining strength into one attack, Izuku crossed his glowing arms before retracting them back, green energy particles surrounding him.

"Ultraman..."

Cementoss began to use his Quirk.

"Midnight, we have to intervene! If they keep going it'll be bad-"

Midnight ripped off her right sleeve, purple smoke beginning to form out of it.

"Their bodies won't hold up!"

Shoto fired everything he had left in his body.

"Thank you... Izuku," he whispered with a smile.

"BEAM!" Izuku finished, forming his arms in an L-style as he fired an enhanced dark green energy beam.

Cementoss and Midnight tried to negate the two ultimate moves from clashing... but it just wasn't enough. The purple sleeping mist did not even make it to the two teenage heroes-in-training, and the concrete barriers separating them were destroyed – and then the resulting clash between attacks caused a large explosion that could be heard all over the city, as a mushroom cloud rose above the stadium – a shock to all that had just witnessed the event.

Cold, strong wind started to gush all over the stadium: everyone did their best to shield themselves from the wind, but it was so strong that everyone who was on their feet was sent to their feet.

"Hell, yeah!" Mitsuki shouted as she clung to her husband, in order to avoid being flown away. Fortunately, Masaru had managed to grab onto his chair, and the chair held.

Meanwhile, Inko held onto Toshinori, who had no trouble withstanding the shockwave, merely shifting his arms around Inko to help keep her in place: he did not have to grab the wall to keep in place or lift his hand to block out the wind. Inko guessed that he was probably used to such large scale attacks, given that he was a hero trainer... but something in her mind told her otherwise. Rather than saying anything, Inko chose to tuck her head deeper into Toshinori's chest.

In the stands, Hanta had to use his Quirk to save Denki from flying off while Itsuka used her enlarged fists to shield her classmates from the windstage. They had known their classmates were powerful, but this was insane!

It was a minute before the winds finally calmed down. The whole stadium was completely silent, stunned at the power being used. Endeavor was grinning after seeing his son finally using his left side, the proof of which being the smoke cloud floating above the ring, waiting to be cleared.

"Just because someone is powerful doesn't mean it's a good thing," Cementoss rumbled as he stood back up. "But, seriously... those children are impressive."

In the booth, Present Mic had fallen backwards on his seat, his feet in the air, even though the booth was protected against the explosion.

"What was that madness just now? What the heck is up with your class?" he asked, stunned.

"Todoroki had already thoroughly cooled the air, and the infusion of heat by both of their attacks caused the air to heat up and expand faster than normal," Aizawa calmly replied.

"That's what created this explosion? How hot was all that? Ugh, I can't see a thing. Can you see who won?" Present Mic complained, a thought shared with many of the spectators.

"I can't see anything," Momo said, trying to look through the smoke. 'Please, Izuku-kun, tell me you won!'

Midnight finally managed to pick herself up from the rubble: the shockwave had thrown her off her platform, and her domino mask had dropped from her face in the confusion, but that was not important right now: instead, she needed to see past what clouded her vision.

Fortunately, it did not take too long for the smoke to finally clear up, and in the sepulchral silence that pervaded the stadium, the result was shown.

Izuku was taking a knee, his head down with his whole body covered in a energy armor casing before dissolving – his PE uniform had a couple of burn marks – hitching as he heavily breathed into the clean air and looking around.

Meanwhile, Shoto was well away from him, lying on the ground on the other side of the stadium, his clothes was torn off and a large crack in the wall right behind him.

It took a moment for everybody to just process what the hell just happened, and finally Midnight raised her whip.

"Todoroki Shoto is out of bounds! Midoriya Izuku wins!"

For a few more seconds, the entire stadium remained dead quiet, until their minds finally registered Midnight's words.

Then, pandemonium started.

"MIDORIYA FROM CLASS 1-A WINS THE FIRST PLACE IN THE SPORTS FESTIVAL!" Present Mic yelled out as fireworks were shot up and rainbow confetti fell down throughout the entire stadium

"He did it!" Ochaco yelled out as she jumped out of her seat, cheering. Momo stood up as well, joining the intense clapping that had ensued Present Mic's declaration.

"That was so awesome... I've never seen anything like it!" Mina chirped as she jumped up and down in excitement.

"Our Deputy Rep is truly something else!" Denki stated.

"Of course he won," Katsuki said, scoffing. "Else, our fight would have been pointless."

Had one looked hard enough, they would have actually seen him smiling.

The reaction among Class 1-B was quite similar.

"That was very awesome, Izu-kun!" Itsuka yelled, applauding her crush.

"Way to go, Izuku-kun!" Setsuna grinned.

"That's what I was talking about!" Tetsutetsu said, flexing his muscles.

Even Neito was applauding the victory.

Those who had watched the fight from their homes also cheered up. From Shiketsu, Inasa cheered as the camera focused for a short time on Endeavor's annoyed face, while Camie resolved to get on the Internet to get pictures of Izuku.

And, up in the booth, Aizawa sighed.

"Good thing they turned out alright. I honestly didn't know who would come out on top. Nice job, Midoriya. You worked hard, and those who work hard achieve great things. You earned it, kid."

Izuku, meanwhile smiled as the confetti fell on his face.

'I did it. I won!'

He looked up to the stands and found Toshinori, standing next to his mother, making the most intense tear fountain of joy he had ever seen, drenching Mitsuki and Masaru as they hugged her.

"I told you I would win!" He shouted, flashing a thumbs up to his mentor.

Toshinori smirked in pride. His successor had made a vow to win, and he had kept his promise. Izuku had surpassed all expectations and won the big one. He would have loved to transform into his Hero form and jump straight to him so he could tell him how proud he was, but he restrained himself. Any actual congratulations outside the official medal awarding would have to wait until they were in private.

As the adrenaline from the fight abandoned him, Izuku started to feel really tired: after using Ultraman Beam at maximum output and using his armor reducer to take half the damage from the attack, he had been left completely exhausted. Fortunately, before he collapsed onto the floor, a soft pair of arms caught him.

"Don't worry, Midoriya, I got you. I can't imagine how tired you must be, after you went all out like that," Midnight said, holding him up, as he made a tired smile.

"Thanks, Midnight-sensei. I really pushed my body to the limit, didn't I? Ultraman Beam and my energy armor really saps my stamina, but it was my best bet to beat Todoroki, he was just too damn strong if you ask me."

Quite a few females in the crowd shook with anger and jealousy: it was not fair that Midnight got to hold Izuku like that.

Other people chose to comment on the fight. Some of them wondered the reasoning behind Izuku egging Shoto on to use his flames, but the consensus was clear: Izuku had wanted to show off his true potential, and had provoked Shoto to use all of his power to prove himself.

Meanwhile, the Pro Heroes were also making considerations regarding not only Izuku, but also Shoto and Bakugo, who had shown the greatest potential of the lot, as well as the rest of the freshman year students: it was clear that none of them would be lacking in internship offers.

Shoto groaned as he slowly came to, and pain shoot up his body. He was definitely covered in bruises, and considering the pain on the chest, there were probably a couple of broken ribs, but otherwise nothing too serious. He would be fine.

'Damn, Midoriya is sure powerful... that really hurt,' he thought, struggling to get back on his feet. Izuku saw this, and decided to act.

"Excuse me, Midnight-sensei," he said, and disengaging from the R-Rated Hero, he slowly walked up to Shoto and offered his hand.

"I..." Shoto said, looking at the hand and then the floor. "I lost."

"And?" Izuku asked, frowning. Shoto turned his attention back to Izuku, curiosity clear in his eyes. "Didn't you say you wanted to be a Hero, too? If you quit every time you lose at something, you won't become a great Hero. Look at me. You have no idea of how many times I got knocked down before I got my quirk. But, guess what? I sucked it up and got right back to work, and look where I am now: I just won the Sports Festival. Do you remember what I said in the Pledge? It's not about how hard you get hit, but how hard you can take and keep moving forward. You may get knocked down... but, no matter what, you have to keep getting back up. That's how winning is done. You have so much potential and talent. Just imagine how much better you will get if, instead of thinking about quitting when you fall, you stand up again, do your best and surpass your limitations by going above and beyond. That's what a true hero does to improve and outdo each and every single day!"

Shoto took in everything Izuku had said. All of it... he realized he had been blinded by his hatred of his father and what he had done. Perhaps it was time to let go? Perhaps he could just choose to concentrate on becoming the best Hero that he could be, perfect his own craft, not worry about whether he was using Endeavor's power or not? After all, as Izuku had said, it was his Quirk, not his father's.

"So, will you take my hand? If you do it, you will gain true strength. You won't be bound to your father, Endeavor anymore, but you will become your own person and do it all with your own power, the one you were blessed with. So, do you accept, Todoroki Shoto?" Izuku said, keeping his hand stretched. Shoto grabbed it with no hesitation.

"Yes, I accept. And, thank you, Midoriya..." Shoto said as Izuku pulled him back up to his feet.

"No problem. That's what friends are for, right?"

Shoto smiled.

"Friends, huh?"

And, as he thought about it... perhaps Izuku was his first friend.

"Yeah, friends." Izuku replied, smiling as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Of course."

Everybody applauded the two for their excellent sportsmanship and Midnight gushed over their youthfulness once more before approaching them, so they could be brought to the infirmary.

"Now, that is the way to end the Sports Festival!" Present Mic said, grinning.

---

A quick visit to Recovery Girl yielded the expected diagnosis – quickly healed by the Youthful Hero - and a new uniform to replace the one he had just lost, and Shoto was making his way back to his classmates when he found someone he should have honestly expected.

"'You're on my way.' Aren't you going to say that?" Endeavor asked, a fatherly smile on his smile, briefly looking at his shirt. "I hope you have learned the lesson about this. You need to control your left side... you're just letting it all out, and it's dangerous. Midoriya opened the door for you, and now you've abandoned your childish tantrum, but you'll need to train even harder to master the power. You can take today off, but as soon as you recover, I will personally train you on how to master your left side, and after you graduate you can come work in my agency. I will lead you down the path of the mighty!"

"I haven't abandoned anything," Shoto replied dully, causing Endeavor to blink. "After all that happened, it's not something that can be so easily reversed. Back then, during the fight... just for one moment... I forgot about you. And also..."

Shoto looked at his father, suspicion clear in his eyes.

"Why are you so happy? You do remember I lost, right? Shouldn't you be disappointed that your 'masterpiece' got second place?"

Endeavor raised an eyebrow and waved his hand.

"Don't worry about it, Shoto. To be honest... I didn't expect you to win today.

"What?" Shoto was shocked. "Why not? Don't you want me to surpass All Might?"

Endeavor sighed. He knew he would have to face this sooner or later, but it was still hard to do.

"There's much I need to say to you, but... I'm sorry for everything. The way I treated you and your siblings, what happened to your mother. I kept you all at a distance, and when you needed your father the most you just got... me. What a fool I've been," the Flame Hero whispered. What Midoriya and All Might had told him, he knew they were right. It gave him a lot to think about.

Meanwhile, Shoto thought his ears were playing tricks on him.

Endeavor, apologizing? To him? No way. Those things could not go together. He was wondering if his father had been replaced by a doppelganger.

"What's gotten into you?" he asked.

"I... had an epiphany," Endeavor confessed. "I had some... important conversations in these past hours, and while you were fighting Midoriya, I finally realized that I have been a horrible father. I was so hell bent on having either you or one of your siblings surpass All Might that I didn't even realize what I was doing until it was too late. All I did... I was so blinded by my own selfish ambitions that I lost sight of what was truly important. I... I am sorry. It is my fault that our family is so messed up, and I take full responsibility for that. From now on, I will do everything in my hand to be a real father and husband."

While Endeavor grimaced at how his actions had led him where he was, Shoto was shocked: it was the first time he had ever heard his father utter the word sorry. And not only that, but there was genuine emotion and regret behind his words. But, of course, he was suspicious: for all he knew, this was just another trick.

"How do I know that you are serious about this, and willing to atone for all the atrocities you have inflicted on us for so long," Shoto asked, and Endeavor winced.

"I... I don't care how long it will take me to earn your forgiveness, and that of your siblings, but I will. To begin with, I will call the hospital and request that your mother be discharged. If it goes the way I hope, she will be home tonight."

Shoto wondered what had happened to change Endeavor so drastically in such a short time. He was almost like an entirely new person.

"You don't seem to be lying, so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. Releasing Mom is a start, and I hope that you can go from there. But it is going to take a long time before I can start trusting you again, and seeing you as my father. So... don't miss the chance."

Endeavor smiled, and this time it was genuine.

"Thank you, Shoto.. thank you for giving me this second chance. It is going to be hard for us all, but I promise you that one day we will sit down and have a complete family meal together." He then nodded to the other end of the corridor. "Go, now. I'm sure your classmates will want to celebrate with you."

Shoto snorted before he continued walking down the corridor.

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"I can't believe I damaged my shirt again! Soon enough they're going to run out!" Izuku muttered as he walked through the stadium's corridor. After getting another brand new P.E. shirt and the medical check-up, Recovery Girl had warned him that he had to learn how to control his power a little more, because if he kept on destroying his uniform he would have to go to all the physical activities' classes without a shirt. Izuku had blushed somewhat embarrassed and promised to be more careful from there on.

Just as he was about to turn the corner, he bumped into Toshinori.

"Hey! Just the man I was looking for! Nice job, kid! You won, and not only that, you did it with style! You still have a long road ahead of you, but, damn, it was a fantastic start!" Toshinori exclaimed, messing with Izuku's hair before giving him a high-five.

"Thank you, Toshinori-sensei," Izuku said, smiling. "I wouldn't have been able to do it without your help in the first place, you know."

"Here's a thing. When I saw you fighting with that sludge villain last year, I saw a lot of the old me in you. But now... you have gone beyond what I imagined, time and time again. There's something that only you can draw out, and I truly believe with all my heart that you were the perfect choice for passing One for All to. You've certainly earned it, kid. You deserved One for All, and you deserve to win first place. Don't ever doubt yourself, you know your worth!"

Izuku fought the urge to cry, as he gave a confident grin.

"Right! I'll work even harder now, so I can become the Number One when I graduate!"

"That's the spirit, my boy! Now, run along, you have an awards ceremony to get to, don't you?"

Izuku's eyes widened.

"Oh, crap, that's right! I'll talk with you in a bit!" he said, starting to run towards the ring, where the ceremony was about to take place.

Toshinori chuckled at his successor's antics.

'That boy... he is really something else, huh? He's good now, and he's going to become great someday, I know it!'

---

"It's been a long day, but finally the events for all the first-year students have been completed! We will begin now with the awards ceremony!" Midnight announced: as soon as she gave the signal, smoke erupted and a large podium with three platforms rose from the ground, while four students stood on them.

The third place podium was shared by Katsuki Bakugo and Itsuka Kendo. Those who knew the former were surprised at how calm he was: in fact, they had expected to see him tied up so he would not go on a rampage, but there he was, completely chill. As for Itsuka, she was happily waving at her classmates, who were elated that one of their own had managed to make it to the final four.

The second place podium was taken up by Shoto Todoroki, who was giving one rare smile of his own as he waited for the ceremony to happen. The fact that his mother was going to return home that night was one of the best news he had heard in a long time, and he could not wait to see her after so long.

And, finally, in the first place podium, was Izuku Midoriya, the winner. He still could not believe it: he was going to get the medal he had seen so many times in the TV back home, and now, instead of just watching from the screen, he was actually there... experiencing the joy of being rewarded for all his hard work. The only reason he was not crying tears of joy was that Toshinori had impressed upon him the need to have better control of his emotions, since he had to represent the absolute best that U.A. had to offer in regards to all the first year students.

"Hahaha, oh well, the brat may not have gotten first place, but it's still a start!" Mitsuki exclaimed, grinning while kicking her legs up.

"Very true, dear," Masaru replied with a smile. "By the way, Inko-chan, where did Yagi-san go?"

"Toshinori-san said he had an important call he needed to take," Inko replied while beaming at her son with pride, while his classmates applauded at the winners of the festival. Izuku smiled as he found Momo, Ochaco, and Mina but his gaze turned sad when he noticed who was missing.

"Midoriya, Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, Ashido... this is sudden, but I must leave early. My older brother was attacked by a villain."

"Your brother?" Mina asked, shocked.

"Wait, you mean... Ingenium?" Izuku asked

"Yes."

"How is he doing?" Ochaco asked with worry.

"Yes, is he going to be alright?" Momo added.

"I... I don't know the details," Tenya replied, and it was obvious he was shaken. "My mother is picking me up so we can visit him at the hospital. He's the one I want to emulate in the future, and..."

'I am getting a bad feeling in the gut... something really bad is going to happen soon. Ingenium... for Tenya's sake... I hope you are alright,' Izuku thought. His train of thought was interrupted when Midnight began to speak.

"Now, we will award the medals! The presentation will, of course, carried by-"

"HAHA!"

"Huh? Is that All Might?"

At the top of the stadium, in his Hero costume was no less than the Symbol of Peace, All Might!

"- Our very own Number One Hero, All Might!"

"I have brought the medals here!" All Might announced, landing besides Midnight, who looked at the man awkwardly.

"I talked over you... my bad," Midnight apologized as she clasped her hands in embarrassment.

"Man, this year's first years are so lucky," one of the spectator commented.

"Yeah, they've got the Number One Hero watching them!"

"Now then, All Might, please present the medals, starting with third place," Midnight said, holding the box so he could grab the medals. Picking up one of the bronze medals, he placed it around Katsuki's neck.

"Young Bakugo, congratulations! You have the heart of a warrior! Your fiery spirit will surely help ignite the future generations of heroes to come. You are talented, and you have a bright future ahead of you. Keep on training, and you will be a great Hero, I promise you. Just, don't let your anger blind you, and find your inner peace."

"Thank you, All Might! Just watch! One day, I'm going to even surpass you!" Katsuki said as he accepted his medal, to which All Might responded with a hug.

"Heh, I don't doubt that you will!" the Symbol of Peace replied, before letting him go and grabbing the second bronze medal. "Young Kendo, congratulations! You have shown everyone that the other classes also have great students that they ought to pay attention to! Now, continue to train, and show them that you are just as good as these three boys here!"

Itsuka let All Might place the bronze medal over her neck and then hugged All Might.

"I will. Thank you, All Might!"

The Pro Hero smiled and picked the silver medal, placing it around Shoto's neck.

"Young Todoroki, congratulations. That was an excellent tournament, and you showed you have a a great power. And may I say, I was glad to see you using your power to its potential. I assume there is a reason you didn't use your left side until the final match?"

"I had an opportunity. There's something about Midoriya that just... forced me to push myself to the limit in order to try to win. I may have lost, but I still learned something important from our battle. I think I understand why you are interested in him. I want to become a Hero like you, but I didn't think it would be right for me to be the only one to break away. There's still something I must settle," Shoto replied, and All Might nodded.

"I can see that. The look on your face... I am glad you gave a step in resolving your inner turmoil." All Might hugged him, and whispered, "I won't ask for the details, but I am sure you will be able to do what you need to do."

"I will."

All Might then moved onto the final award, the golden medal.

"Now, then, Young Midoriya! Excellent job on doing what you said during the Pledge! You made a vow to win, and you kept your promise! You completely surpassed all of our expectations and shocked everyone in every round of the Sports Festival. And, in your last two matches, you pushed Young Bakugo and Young Todoroki to the absolute limit! Your actions and words have inspired us all. Midoriya... accept this Gold Medal as a tribute to all your hard work and effort. You truly deserved this more than anyone else!" All Might exclaimed as he placed the medal around Izuku's neck.

"Thank you, All Might! Those words really mean a lot to me. I will keep on training harder, and I will get stronger to achieve my dream of becoming the Greatest Hero in the World!"

All Might gave him a big, strong hug.

"I can't tell you enough how proud I am of you," he whispered. "You've become much stronger than even I anticipated. One day... my work will be done, and then you will take my place as the Symbol of Peace. Keep up with your training and studies, and always keep your ideals with you."

"I promise you, Toshinori-sensei," Izuku whispered back. All Might let him go and turned to face the rest of the first year students.

"Well, they were the winners this time, but listen here! Any of you could have ended up on these podiums. I'ts just as you saw. Competing! Improving each other! And climbing even further! The next generation of Heroes is definitely sprouting! So, I have just one more thing to say! Everyone, please say it with me! Ready? Go beyond-"

"PLUS ULTRA!"

"-thank you for your hard work!"

Absolute silence for a moment, before everyone turned to a now self-conscious All Might.

"It should have been 'Plus Ultra!' there, All Might!" someone in the public said, much to his chagrin.

"Well, I thought all of them worked really hard, so..."

There was an awkward moment of silence before the audience began to tease All Might for saying the wrong phrase by booing at him. All Might's attempts to defend himself went unheard, as the Sports Festival came to an end for the first years.

---

Omocha had a great smile on his face as he saw Izuku being awarded the gold medal.

"Congratulations, Midoriya-shonen. You deserved it. Now, I better send your reward to you," he said, picking up the phone and speaking with the responder, nodding quickly.

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"Good work," Aizawa said, yawning, as the sun slowly set down on the horizon. "There will be no school tomorrow or the day after, since the festival is still running."

All of the students were back into their school uniforms, waiting to be dismissed. All of them were tired, some more than others, but they were excited for what was to happen after, though.

Aizawa, eager for some rest of his own, trudged forward.

"I'm sure the Pro Heroes who watched the Sports Festival will want to recruit you, but we'll consolidate all of the offers and announce them when you get back. So, rest well and look forward to that. You are going to need it."

They all nodded as Aizawa dismissed them... well, almost all. Izuku looked over to Tenya's seat, currently empty, and he sighed.

'I hope he is alright, and that his brother will get better soon,' he thought as he picked up his backpack. Soon, he was walking with Momo, Ochaco and Itsuka to the bus station, and Itsuka picked up on their missing classmate.

"What happened to Tenya-kun?" she asked, worried.

The others shared a glance and filled her in on what had happened.

"Oh, god," Itsuka gasped in worry. "I hope they will be OK."

"So do we," Izuku mumbled. They would have to wait for Tenya to call them about it, though.

---

"What do you think we should have for lunch today, Momo? Hmm..." Ochaco pondered as she and her friend returned home from the grocery store: when she had heard that Ochaco was living on her own in a small apartment, Momo had offered her to share the space in her penthouse. Ochaco had initially balked at the idea of taking advantage of her friend's generosity, but Momo had no problem with her paying for rent and played it as her missing having company, so she had accepted.

"I'm not sure, but I am feeling a little peckish," Momo replied. "How about something filling?"

"Just because you can get rid of any extra fat by using your Quirk doesn't mean the rest of us can," Ochaco pouted lightheartedly.

"Maybe. But, hey, talking about food certainly beats having to think about what happened at the store," Momo pointed out.

Ochaco was looking at a pack of crab meat in the seafood aisle, choosing not to pick it up because of the price. Unfortunately, this distracted her from a patch of wet floor, where she slipped and fell to the ground.

"Are you, like, okay?" a female voice said, and a hand appeared in her range of vision. Slightly disoriented, Ochaco accepted her hand and got back on her feet, seeing that the voice owner was a pretty, older girl who looked at her like trying to figure out where she had seen her before the light of recognition shone in them.

"Oh, wait a second, like, you're that girl from the Sports Festival!"

"Y-Yeah, and who are you?" she asked, slightly stunned that someone had recognized her.

"Oh, I'm Camie. Utsushimi Camie, from Shiketsu," the girl introduced herself, smiling.

"Ochaco, have you-" Momo said, stopping when she saw Camie.

"Oh, Momo-chan, this is Utsushimi Camie, she goes to Shiketsu," Ochaco presented her.

"Shiketsu? That's one of Japan's best hero schools, alongside U.A."

"Yep! And, I was, like, watching the Festival, so I totally recognized you guys! I gotta say, you're lucky, you have that Midoriya boy, and he's, like, totes hot! I hope I get to, like, see him!"

Momo and Ochaco looked slightly stunned and a bit jealous at the older girl's words, which she did not notice before giving them her number, 'in case they, like, wanted to talk and stuff.'

"Anyways, it was great meeting you two. Hope to see you all in the future again. Bye!" Camie said, walking off and leaving behind two shocked girls.

"Did... did our war just got a lot worse?" Ochaco asked.

"Maybe?" Momo said, unsure. On one hand, the girl went to another school and year, so she was unlikely to be too much a part of the war. On the other side, she was quite attractive.

"Well, she was quite nice and didn't seem to have ill intentions, so maybe she's not that bad," Ochaco suggested. They might have been worried about another rival for Izuku's affection, but they still kept the girl's number.

"We're home," Momo declared as she opened the penthouse's door. Upon opening, the two girls noticed something strange: four extra pairs of shoes in the front.

"Do we... have visitors?" Ochaco asked, surprised. For some reason, two pairs of the shoes were... strangely familiar to her.

"I can't imagine who," Momo replied, blinking as she checked the other shoes. "They must have been someone familiar, otherwise the butler wouldn't have let them in."

They heard the stomping of footsteps and the sound of bodies hitting the wall, approaching them, until...

"OCHACO!" two voices howled, coming from two figures that had suddenly appeared in the entrance hall, scaring the daylights out of the two girls before they grabbed Ochaco and hugged her.

"Mom! Dad!" Ochaco shouted in surprise, dropping back to her natural accent as she hugged them back. "Why are you guys here?"

"To see our daughter, of course," her mother replied with a smile. "We decided we wanted to give you a surprise, since you had a free day, so we can to celebrate with you and help throw you an after party."

"So, we spoke with Yaoyorozu-san, and here we are," Ochaco's father continued, smiling at the girls. "And we would also like to thank you for letting our daughter stay with you, Yaoyorozu-chan."

"Oh, it was nothing. I'm glad to have her here," Momo replied, putting her hand up in denial.

"What? What about work? Did you come on the bullet train? What? What?" Ochaco started, before tearing up. "At least warn me first!"

---

Opening his eyes, Izuku looked around himself before hunching up. All he could see was an empty void.

'So, this is a dream again?' he thought.

"Indeed. We finally meet again, Ninth Wielder," a female voice – the same from the previous dream – called out. Izuku turned around and saw the speaker was a tall, dark-haired, beautiful woman, with a slender yet voluptuous frame and sharp, intelligent eyes behind long eyelashes. He could even note the small mole below her lower lip.

"Greetings, Ninth Bearer. My name is Nana Shimura," she introduced herself, offering her hand. Izuku accepted it as he stood up.

"So, this is the new kid, huh?" a male voice called out. Izuku looked and saw it was a large, muscular man. Bald with a short beard, a square jaw, small, eyebrow-less eyes and with a wide build... he looked like something out of an American comic book. "My name is Daigoro Banjo, but I was also known as Lariat."

"Hold on..." Izuku trailed off, remembering the information Toshinori had shared about One for All at his office, so many weeks ago. "You... you are the previous bearers of One for All? The... the Seventh and the Fifth, right?"

The two nodded, smiling.

"Correct, Midoriya-kun. I bore the torch before Toshinori did, and Lariat did some time before me," the woman – Nana – explained.

"I see... so, why didn't you guys talk with me when I had the first dream?" Izuku asked.

"We wanted to see what kind of successor you are, and let's say you left a good impression on us," Daigoro said. "By the way, Blackwhip, the tendrils you shoot out of your arm, that was my Quirk."

"Really?" Izuku asked, shocked.

"Yup," the man nodded as he demonstrated. "It's a top grade Quirk, so you'd better keep training on it, got it?"

Izuku nodded. After seeing how useful it was, there was no way he was going to stop training with it.

"I should tell you one thing," Nana said. "One for All contains all the Quirks of everyone who has ever bore this torch, so be aware that sooner or later they will manifest."

"What's yours, then, Shimura-san?" Izuku asked, interested, but Nana shook her head.

"It is not time for you to learn it. You will have to find out for yourself when it finally manifests. That's all we can tell you, Ninth Bearer."

"I... I see."

The void started to turn to light.

"Looks like our time is up for now. We'll be seeing you soon, though. Keep trying to master One for All and do your best, you hear, kiddo?" Daigoro said.

Izuku nodded again, and a white light enveloped everything surrounding him.

---

It was night, in some city, somewhere in Japan, and besides a vending machine was lying a man in pain, clutching his stomach, as a petite, fair-skinned girl approached him.

At first, one would have thought her to be like any normal girl: she wore a plain seifuku with a Kansai collar, paired with a red scarf loosely tied around her waist and an oversized beige cardigan. However, one actual look at her would have revealed something else.

"Happy now, you idiot?" the girl said before she kicked the downed man in the stomach, causing him to groan in pain before she took his wallet out of the pocket and picked up all the money from it. "Had you just given me the money when I asked, I wouldn't have had to do this the hard way. Just think of this as a lesson in manners."

Putting the money away, she brought out a phone, and as she looked through it she found pictures of underage girls – taken to see under their skirts.

"My, my, look what we have here, it really is a whole lot worst," the girl said, showing her canine-like pointed teeth at the man while turning the phone so he could see the screen. "You really must be a perverted man who pretends to be a doctor to get these shots."

The man weakly tried to grab the phone, but the girl retracted it away, shaking her head.

"No, no, no, you perv. You're not getting off that easily."

"Please, just-"

The girl kicked him away.

"You thought I was an easy girl to prey on, huh? Lots of guys have made that fatal mistake, as well."

Behind the girl, there were five other men, lying on the ground, in as much pain as the one in front of her. The girl pulled out a knife from her pocket.

Had someone been nearby, they would have heard screams echoing in the night.

Several minutes later, the girl left the place, giggling as she trailed blood and her knife dripped red.

"Now you know... I'm no defenseless girl..."

The girl made her way to what had to be her hideout, a small apartment in the middle of nowhere, and she turned on the light to find a desk with a laptop and a pile of money, to which she added what she had just stolen from the man. She leaned over her desk, her head resting on her hand as she smirked before it dropped, looking up to see a board filled with thumbnails, newspapers and pictures related to a tragic plane crash that had happened a year before...

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Soundtrack: Battle Theme 07 from MHA One's Justice when Izuku vs. Katsuki match starts. Katsuki and Izuku when Izuku starts getting serious and both he and Bakugo use their powerful moves. Sadness from Sonic Adventure when Mitsuki and Masaru comfort and lecturing Katsuki in the Infirmary. Event 9 from Sonic Adventure 2 when Endeavor thinks back on his sins with All Might lecturing him. Battle Theme 01 from MHA One's Justice during the Itsuka vs. Shoto match. Sonic vs Shadow from Sonic Adventure 2 when Izuku and Shoto get to ready to fight. Tournament Boss Battle from Bakugan Battle Brawler the Game when Izuku vs. Shoto match starts. You Say Run when Izuku and Shoto go all out, with the latter finally using his left fire. Finishing Level from Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's Duel Transer when All Might passes out the medals to the top four.

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Me: And that's it, we are finally done and holy shit this is the longest chapter ever for this story. Looming ahead of us is... The Hero Killer arc, oh boy here we go. How do you feel about that, Milarqui?

Milarqui: OK, it's taken me, what, a week? To beta-read this entire chapter. Again, good story, but good heavens, it was hard work. Believe me, readers, there were times I was about to pull my hair out from some of the things I read. Seriously, you should study how tenses work in writing, man: mixing past and present tenses in the same sentence is rare, yet there was no page of the original chapter where that didn't happen. Plus, removing superfluous text (such as streamlining descriptions or taking out details that don't fit) took out 5 pages out of 50!

Me: Gotcha man, I will.

The UA Big Three and Shiketsu students appear! Izuku confronts Endeavor! Izuku and Katsuki have a very emotional fight before Izuku wails on him! Mitsuki and Masaru checks up and talks with Katsuki! Shoto defeats Itsuka with some more effort! All Might gives Endeavor his honest opinion of him which changes his mindset! Izuku and Shoto go all out to each other in their Final match! Izuku emerged victorious in the First Year Sports Festival! Momo and Ochaco encounter Camie! Izuku meets the wielders of One for All in his dreams! A mysterious girl makes her debut!

Logic Explanation in this chapter: The reason why Izuku had a little harder time in his second go around against Bakugo is in part because he let his guard a little, held back a while, and Bakugo studied and trained his former friend, and after hearing the reasons for why the two's friendship broke and never recovered Izuku then stops holding back and beats on Bakugo for his rather stupid thinking then wins.

For Endeavor, Izuku wasn't the first person to call out him on how he acts and does as a hero, so that is why it may feel rushed here. Endeavor brushed it off and ignored others that called him out like Izuku long ago. In fact this is what made Endeavor more easy to change because Izuku deconstructs the things greatly compared to others in the past. The story will elaborate further on Endeavor's 180 turn in future chapters.

-Izuku's Super Moves shown-

* Kikaider Bullets: An android hero created by Dr. Kohmyoji to stop DARK.

* Super Sentai Assault: The five hero group franchise on which Power Rangers was based on.

* Metal Hero Edge: Space, military and police-based heroes who are typically either androids, cyborgs, or human beings who don "metallic" armored suits.

* Inazuman Whip: A mutant hero in the form of a young college student named Goro Watari.

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Thank you so much for reading everybody, I'm gonna take a break for now since this chapter drained me non-stop. We'll see you in the next chapter, buh bye!