DISCLAIMER: I do not own either of the properties used in this fic. My Hero Academia and Ben 10 are owned by their respective creators. This fic is just for fun.

Chapter 3: The Hero Watch: Part 2

'This is a superhuman society, with eighty percent of us possessing some uncanny ability.'

He had sat at the computer every day viewing the same clip over and over again. Nothing else satisfied him other than seeing the web video of his idol doing what he had done best. The image of All Might rescuing civilians from a firey disaster filled his heart with hope that he too would one day be able to pull off such a spectacular feat.

'Cities swirled with chaos and confusion following the appearance of these powers and a new profession emerged.'

"FEAR NOT, CITIZENS! HOPE HAS ARRIVED! BECAUSE I AM HERE!" the symbol of peace had exclaimed once again on the screen of the computer monitor. Young Izuku couldn't contain his unbridled happiness anymore. Lifting his All Might figure above his head, he exclaimed: "He's the coolest in the universe, and once I get my quirk I'm going to be a hero just like him!"

From an early age, all he ever wanted to be was a hero. But to be one in this society required a quirk. Sadly, fate is unbiased and impartial; even to a child with a dream.

'We call those who fight for justice and help those in need Heroes.'

"Sorry, kid. It's not going to happen." those words were all that was needed to bring his world crashing down. From that doctor's visit going forward, life became less bright for Izuku Midoriya. Everyone around him had gained their quirk, the one thing he wished for, and flashed it right in his face. Most were unintentional mockery, but for his childhood friend, it would be used for crushing his very being. Ironic, considering that he had the same ambitions as Izuku did. Katsuki Bakugou's personality was better fitted for a villain rather than a hero. This is what society had come to now after the rise of the superhuman. Those with power change and shape the world despite some having no concept of morality while the powerless, who for the most part are kind and just, never get their chance to be the best they can be. Because to be the best in this new world is to have power and power isn't what Izuku has. He can't do anything for the world as it exists today. Hence the name he was given-

"DEKU!"

After all these years, that nickname had stuck to the green-haired boy like the strongest adhesive in the world. Deku would be with Izuku whether he liked it or not.

"Kacchan! Please don't do this! You have nothing to gain from what you're about to-"

No more was said after that. All that could be heard was the sound of flesh connecting against flesh — violent people living violently. 'The weak have no place in this world.' That was one of Bakugou's beliefs, and he shared them with Midoriya every single day. Even if the 'lesson' was beaten into his skull, there would be no end to the suffering. As for what brought upon the cruel act, it did not matter. What mattered was the aftermath of such cruelty. That brings this scene to the middle of the woods, where a broken body of a boy lies. He wasn't dead, but he felt like he was. His mind and body were racked with pain, and his world is shrouded in shadows. If he was not dead, then why can't he move or see. Many things swirled in his head about what had led him to that moment. Then in a moment of clarity, he remembered. Not even a second after his trademark tears ran down his face. It wasn't like this hadn't been left on the floor somewhere beaten before but not as bad as this. Never were his limbs stuck together with tape and his eye tied in a blindfold. At that moment, Izuku matched what he felt on the inside. Vaunrabile, broken and defeated. He then found himself crying some more.

He had held onto his dream for the longest time. Even after his diagnosis and Bakugou's treatment of him he never gave up on the hope that he could one day save people with a smile on his face, but the act of smiling became harder for him to do. Any action that involved happiness always got him thinking about his dream. The dream that seems so impossible to reach even with all his determination and note-taking. His thoughts then move on to his mother, Inko. If you asked who his hero was his answer would be All Might, but deep down it was really Inko Midoriya. The woman raised him the best she could on her own. Ever since he could idolize All Might, she supported his aspiration to serve the public as one of its defenders. However, since that trip to the doctor's office, her support had been replaced with apologies and being overbearing. He understands the smothering because that's what mothers do but not supporting his dreams killed him on the inside. If even his own mother believes I him then how could he?

He then realized his mother doesn't know where he is. He didn't know how late in the day it was thanks to the blindfold on his face. She probably was having a heart attack wondering where he was. If only he could move but the tape around his arms and legs, he would head home as fast as possible and show her he was okay. But with his luck, Izuku would probably be stuck for a long time. Frustrated by his inability to free himself, Izuku clenches his fists only to realize something small in his hand. Fiddling the object with his fingers, he tries to discover what exactly is it. Eventually, Izuku found a switch on the item, and out of his natural curiosity, he flipped it to find something sharp protruding from the object. The object was a switchblade sharp enough to cut through his bindings. Sometimes the universe was kind to him.

Wasting no more time feeling like he didn't matter, he cut his way to freedom and unfortunately being unable to see his hands behind his back lead Izuku to accidentally cut himself several times. Luckily he only scraped his skin. It would be embarrassing if he bleeds out trying to free himself. Finally releasing his hands, Izuku removed the blindfold to see what he feared was true. It was indeed night time, and he was lost in the woods, bruised and sore from the beating he endured from who was once his friend. 'Still, my friend' Izuku thought to himself as he went to free his legs. Midoriya and Bakugou's history with each other was dysfunctional at best, and it had not gotten any better. This night was no different from all the other times, Izuku tried to mend their so-called friendship.

Ever since he got his quirk at the age of four, Bakugou's confidence grew and twisted into a superiority complex. He knew what he was doing to everyone around him was destructive and cruel. But he didn't care so long as his goal was reached. Izuku for the longest time thought they wanted the same thing but tonight proved him wrong. A true hero only built people up, not tear them down but out of the two; only Izuku seemed to understand that. Sadly it wouldn't be him that would go on to be a hero. Not wanting to feel anymore terrible than he already did he resumed cutting the tape.

Finally, able to stand, he pocketed the switchblade, wiped away his nosebleed, and then looked around to see if their where any lights that signal civilization. The only lights that Izuku could see where the stars up above in the clear night sky. He would have enjoyed seeing them had he not been completely lost in a labyrinth of darkness. Izuku started to panic due to not knowing where he was. Musutafu was a city with a small forest that was notorious for getting lost in, and Bakugou left him there. The forest's reputation was well known to all the citizens, so Izuku knew that his being left tied up and beaten was very intentional. With that realization, coupled with all the pain he was feeling from within and without, he fell to his knees and let it out in the middle of the forest floor. He was quirkless, his only friend wasn't really his friend, and his own mother seemed to pity him rather than support his dream.

"Is this really who I'm meant to be? Deku the worthless loser who won't ever be a hero?" Izuku asked himself in a whisper before letting his sadness turn into a rage that matches even Bakugou's constant mood. "IS THIS HOW MY LIFE WILL PLAY OUT!" he shouts to the sky not caring who or if anyone is listening to him. He then punches the ground repeatedly in a blind fury while screaming at the top of his lungs. People never assumed that anger dwelled within Izuku Midoriya as he never wanted to upset anyone around him. He always wanted to be the calm and rational person, but unfortunately ended up as the wimpy kid that had an uncontrollable compulsion to mumble. That was not who was in the forest at this moment as he was replaced by a vulnerable boy who was currently venting his repressed anger by bashing his fist to the floor. Eventually, he lost his steam and stopped his ground smashing to have a moment to breathe and try to relax.

Izuku, after being drained mentally, physically, and emotionally, decided it was time to stand and try to find his way home. As he began his venture into the numerous trees around him, he began to wonder what he would tell his mother about what had happened to him. He had never told Inko about any of the instances of physical and emotional bullying from the explosive blonde. She still thought they were the best of friends, and nothing was wrong in his very little social circle apart from it needing to be bigger. Izuku was able to conceal his bruises well by hiding in his room for long periods of time and wearing long sleeve shirts. In the instances he was not able to conceal his wounds, he would make up an excuse on how he accidentally ran into a pole while reading his notes or daydreaming about being the number one hero. He wanted to tell her about what was really happening between him and 'his friend,' but she already had too much to deal with that he didn't want to burden her with any more issues. Izuku neglected his mental health to make sure his mom didn't destroy hers. He loved his mom so much that he didn't want her to be heartbroken, given that the two are very emotional people. He protected her as a hero should.

"Some hero I am," he mumbled to himself as he wandered around the woods, trying to find a root that leads to the city. All the notes taken across several volumes could never be used by someone like himself. Knowledge means nothing if you can't act upon it, and while Izuku had the heart of a hero, he lacked the power of one and nothing will ever change that. He then stops in his tracks to look up to the sky. What happened next was something he would never think he end up doing.

"I don't know if you're listening or that you even exist. No offense if you do." Izuku says as he tries striking a conversation with a higher power. He then lets out a breath of exhaustion and continues. "I guess if you do exist, then you already know I'm not really a believer. I just decided early on to put my faith into something more tangible like heroes and pursuit of justice. If you are there and you're listening to me, then please help me understand what I'm going through. You gave me this desire to become a hero but made me quirkless. Is this a test to see if I'm dedicated enough or just some punishment for something I did wrong in your opinion"? He was beginning to feel like an idiot for talking to the sky as if someone was there. But if someone lived with what he has to go through every day, would they be any different? Here was just an emotionally damaged kid looking for answers about how he should proceed in life. Either that or he might have gone crazy.

Having enough of silence to his desperate pleas for answers he vents to the sky again. "Look I'm not asking for some divine intervention or anything grand or spectacular. All I ask is for a sign. A sign that tells me that I'm on the right path." Izuku's eyes focused on the stars above him, hoping for some kind of signal that his 'religious' experience paid off. He stayed there for what felt like minutes until he spoke once more. "Any sign will do." With his peace said he decided that it was time to head home and hug his worrying mother, hoping that can help him feel better.

Being the number one hero was not all about bravado and showmanship. It took a deep and unfaltering desire to help those in need and to ensure those you save that there is a brighter tomorrow. No one in the world knew that better than Toshinori Yagi, the eighth user of One For All and known to the world as All Might. As the symbol of peace, he has done more than smashed evil with his incredible power. It was a hero's duty to inspire the next generation of heroes. Toshinori had done the inspiration part flawlessly but despite this, passing his quirk to someone worthy was not coming along well. Nighteye's vision of the future, leading to his death and evil prevailing had haunted him internally and had pushed his pursuit for a successor along much faster. UA was a good bet to find someone there to pass on his quirk on to, but until then he will fight on no matter the fate that awaits him. Evil never slept, and tonight was no different.

After receiving the news that his old Alma Mater was under siege by unidentified forces, he awakened from his sleep and went into action. As much as it pained him, he was ordered to not engage in the battle. Nezu had sent him coordinates to retrieve an item of interest for the attackers and keep it out of their hands until the crisis could be averted. Toshinori was not one to disobey orders from his former principle and was quick to leap into the night sky to where Nezu said it would land. His destination was the Layberith forest in Musutafu and he used his phones' GPS to get to the exact location. There he will meet someone who will teach him a lesson that he has long forgotten and unknowingly change the destiny of the world.

If it wasn't made painfully obvious before it was going to be known once more. Izuku Midoriya was lost. He didn't even know the current time since his phone had died while he was tied up. He assumed his mother had called him so many times that it drained the battery. Izuku huffed out an aggravated breath and moved on forward through the woods hoping that he could find his way out. As he was about to consider climbing a tree to see if he could see anything that could signal a populace, he looked up to notice a small green light in the sky. He quickly started to wonder what it could be and why it was glowing brighter. Although he was an excellent student that passed every class, astronomy was not his strong suit. Never the less he began to characteristically mumble about what was in the sky, why it was glowing in such a way-

"- AND WHY IS IT COMING RIGHT FOR ME?!"

Due to being in near deep thought, Izuku almost didn't notice the green light falling in his direction. He then ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction, not wanting to be flattened by whatever was falling from the sky. His legs still hadn't fully recovered from earlier, so he was not fast enough to outrun the shockwave created by the unknown object crashing into the ground. Whatever landed was not the only thing that had a rough landing as a moan of pain was made in the dust cloud now formed from the event. Izuku struggled to lift himself from the floor of the forest as he looked behind him at the newly formed crater. His natural curiosity had kicked in once again as he found the strength to get back up and cautiously moved towards the crash site. With the cloud of unearthed dirt dissipating from the scene, he was now able to see what had caused such a dent in the ground. Izuku couldn't believe what he saw right in front of him as he lowered himself into the crater.

In front of Izuku was a small metallic silver sphere, remarkably untouched by scrapes or dents from the landing. Observing the sphere more closely, he noticed that it was not smoking, so it was likely not damaged, whatever it was. Many theories bolted in the green-haired teen's head as to what the sphere could be. He was a bit terrified by the possibility that it was from space. He always tried not to think of aliens due to his inherent paranoia of the unknown. Izuku then pushed all of his fears aside and moved slowly towards the metallic object from the sky, not sure of what would happen. He didn't have to wait any longer as the sphere opened up with a mechanical sound that broked the silence. Before he could react, another light flashed from the inside of the sphere, blinding Izuku to see what was inside. The light then disappeared, revealing to Izuku what was inside the sphere.

What was inside perplexed the green-haired teen even more. The sphere was carrying a large wristwatch-like device that was grey and silver in color, with green tube like chords and a grey dial in the middle which has a green hourglass shape. Confusion and bewilderment filled the mind of Izuku as he began to speak to himself again. "What would a watch be doing in this sphere? Why is it out here and what is it exactly?" Not content with just stareing at the watch he began to slowly move his left hand to pick it up for closer examination. "Some kind of support item, perhaps?" he pondered to himself before the watch suddenly jumped onto his left wrist and clamped on tight. He had asked for a sign and now he has live with it.

"AHHH! IT'S ALIVE! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" Izuku panically shouted as he flailed his arm around hoping the watch would let go, but to no avail. He then quickly crawled out of the crater to get away from the sphere, not knowing what elese could jump out and stick to his body. Now back above ground Izuku then tries to remove the watch from his wrist by pulling as hard as he could. Unsuprisenly he was no closer in separating himself from the strange device than he was entering UA High. "Damn it!" he exclaimed as he was frustrated from his failed attempt to get the watch off of him. Deciding that a much cooler head would have a better chance of figuring out this situation, Izuku took some deep breaths and looked around his wrist to see if he could find a release mechanism.

"Okay, Izuku. Whoever made this had to install some way to get this off." He then looked along with the device, finding a circular green button on the side. Taking a risk Izuku closes his eyes tightly as he presses the button. He then hears an electronic beep, and that signals him to open his eyes. Izuku then sees that the hourglass dial has risen from the watch, deducing that it was the result of pressing the button. Looking closer at the dial, Izuku noticed something odd. In the middle of the green hourglass was a black silhouette of a large figure who seemed to be on fire. Izuku, being the fanboy he was, immediately recognized the outline as the number two hero. "Endeavour? What even is this watch?" With those final words spoken, he then pressed down on the centerpiece, not knowing his life will never be the same after.

In a flash of green light, Izuku started to feel his body change. Then he felt burning flames reach up his arm and spread across his body. The transformation only took a second, but Izuku's mind experienced flashes of memories not his own. He saw a sad boy on the ground, pleading for him to stop. Before he could process what had just seen the flash had died down and Izuku Midoriya was now wearing a bright green bodysuit with lines of flames streaming across his chest, torso, arms, and shoulders. The fire also streamed around his eyes and engulfed his boots. He also now sports white bracers on his lowers arms and a black belt with a pouch on either side. Finally, the watch has disappeared only leaving the hourglass symbol which now lies on the center of his chest.

Finally looking himself over, all he could do was scream.

AMAZINGBRAN HERE WITH AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!

I BET YOU WHEREN'T EXPECTING THAT TWIST, HUH?

Like I said in the first chapter, this crossover fic won't be run of the mill. I had seen all these fics out there about Izuku getting an Omnitrix and decided to do one of my own, and by that, I mean to do a twist on it.

Instead of turning into aliens, Izuku turns into heroes! Now I know what you're thinking. "Bran, this fic doesn't have any Ben 10 characters at all, so this isn't a crossover you noob!" So my response is to have PATIENCE.

There will be at least one Ben 10 character down the road. ;)

Be prepared, Friendos because I have some cool stuff for you in store! You're just going to have to wait for it. Quality Content takes time.

Shout out to sunsetskywritesfor beta testing this fic and being a good friend.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this fic. Thank you for the support, please review and until next time...

- Bran