Hey, this chapter is terrible, I'm currently VERY depressed because a lot of "bad" things are happening in my life and I'm trying to deal with it as best as I can.

I'm lacking of inspiration, I hate to force the scenario, it just runs the story but at this point I do not have anything interesting to write, this chapter should have ended after (SPOILERS) skip the next five lines if you want to avoid the SPOILERS

It should have stopped after All for One explained the whole plot between him and his brother to Izuku.

But I still had to introduce the sport festival and I miserably failed to come up with something GOOD.

Anyway reviews ... oh ... wait no, most of the reviews are just about the poll ... oh yes the poll !

So ... for the final results ! All for One wins with 78 % of the votes !

This vote won't have any significant impact on the story but it will lead to a very special bonus chapter later in the story :) (might not be cannon to this story though)

So hey ! Enjoy this trash chapter (I might just really remake it if you guys dislike it)


Izuku had learned a lot of things about Ochaco, brown was indeed one if not her favourite colour, she liked lemon ice cream and she might or/and may have hinted that she had a crush on Izuku, and she accidentally called their hangout a "date" ... though she didn't notice when she did.

Now Izuku was once again alone, he brought Ochaco back to her apartment and both of them wished that the next week wouldn't be as chaotic as the last one.

What a nice day, the gods of this universe really helped him a lot ... now he was waiting for the retribution.

As he was on his way to his apartment Izuku received a call from his mother.

"Yes mu-"

"Izuku I'm sorry but I had to use your mother's phone" what a surprise it was Sensei ... using his mother's phone ... was he ?

"Did you stole-"

"Do not worry she won't notice, there is something I have to tell you and it is really important, join me as soon as possible" Sensei hanged up, for once he was genuiely afraid of something.

Izuku walked faster, he still had a bit of time to join Sensei and find out what was so urgent before going home. And as he made his way he didn't notice that Nedzu had sent him a mail right after he ended his call with All for One.


Five years ago.


Was this hell or heaven ? No he couldn't be in heaven, it was obvious after all, if he was in heaven there was a big, very big mistake. He knew soul existed, after a few centuries it seemed obvious considering how some quirk worked, though he never managed to prove it, why would he after all.

He tried to open his eyes but ... he couldn't ? They were locked, both closed and he couldn't even feel them, in fact his face felt strangely soft as if it was blank just like-

All for One brought his hand to his face, there was something metallic between his face and his hand, did he get caught ? Impossible, he would be dead if that was the case ... why even bother with this kind of question, is he even still alive ?

He tried to stand up but something attached to his head prevented him from going further than a few centimetres.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you" All for One knew this voice.

"Daruma ? What-"

"What happened ? The fight didn't go as planed, you got All Might but- ... just use your quirks, I shouldn't be the one to show you"

...

ECHO and THIRD EYE


It hurt to much to remember this one day ...

Sensei was becoming impatient, Izuku was slow, why was he so slow ? Did something happen to him ? Did he call him too late ?

The door opened, it was Izuku.

"S-Sensei are you alright ?" Asked the teen, seeing his teatcher shaking like he could barely stand up wasn't reassuring at all.

"Yes I am, I need to warn you so listen because this is very important" In five years he probably never said this kind of phrase along with such a worried tone "I- ... may have lied about my brother, I todd you the tutu when I said that I forced a quirk into him, it was also true that I never intended to hurt him"

Izuku looked unphase he didn't care much if Sensei lied to him, especially it was about something which was hurting him "... sure ? But- ... what's so important-"

Sensei went straight to the point "My brother never lost against me, in fact he won, I was defeated during our last confrontation five years ago" All for One brought his hands behind his neck "He didn't simply leave me dead, he took-"

The mask moved, Sensei was taking it off in front of Izuku for the first time in five years.

"-My face, along with my ability to use a great quantity of the quirks I possess"

"W-what is this-Is-is this a joke ?! Sensei tell me it isn't real, that's a quirk right ?" It was monstrous, no yes no nose, only a mass of melted white flesh, what kind of people would do that to someone, even if they are a villain ? "You are just shaping your face rig-"

"It's not a quirk Izuku, not this time, this is what happened to me five years ago, my retribution for losing" Sensei coughed, the air was so dry suddendly "Now you must wonder how my brother managed to become as old as me, well we both have our trick, I admit I have some sort of immortality quirk, I won't go into the details but my ability to die as been suppressed"

All for One coughed again, harder this time, he had to use the metal table which stood in the centre of the room to stay up.

"I'm sorry it always happens when-" when Sensei looked up again he found Izuku in front of him with his helmet in his hands.

"Put it back if you need it" it wasn't a proposition it was an order, All for One receiving orders from a kid as if he was his doctor.

"... thank you" Sensei grabbed the helmet and put it back on his head "My brother survives through a quirk he named One for All, the quirk created to stop All for One, I never thought he could be so poetic"

"One for All ..." Echoed Izuku.

"When I gave him a quirk I assumed he was quirkless, I didn't pay any attention, I tried to make it was quick as possible in order to not hurt him ... that's about when I discovered that quirk could fuse. My brother had an hidden quirk which wasn't active as it had no purpose, his birth quirk allowed him to give his quirk to someone else, at first it would look useless but now imagine, what would happen if a quirk which gives the ability of stockpiling energy to the user could be shared generation after generation ?"

"So that's how One for All works ... each generation is stronger than the last oneso this is some sort of heritage ? One for All is your brother's legacy ?"

"Yes, but I am convinced that there is more ... Izuku, One for All is still outside and his mission hasn't changed, One for All was made to kill All for One, to stop it definitely"

"B-but I didn't do anything !"

"You share the same quirk than me, trust me, it's enough reason to kill you ... you already know who is the current One for All, you already met him"

"I-I did ? W-who Sensei ?"

"Comon, you can figure this out without my help"

Izuku breathed ... One for All is some sort of Strength enhancement quirk in the end ... then it hit him.

"All Might ? He-he did this to you ?"

"Great job, you are still quick with your brain, All Might didn't leave our last confrontation indemn, I gave him some sort of goodbye, today he is thousands of times weaker than he was five years ago"

"Don't you think he looks old ?" Sensei's words echoed throught Izuku's head ... it was so obvious now, evrything made sense.

"You knew it ... but why are warning me only now ?"

"Since the USJ- no, in fact since you told me you wanted to go to U.A. I knew that you would have to use All for One despite your morals about what is right or wrong ... I knew All Might would be teaching at U.A. and- ... I'm sorry, I never intended to put you in danger but I guess it's too late"

"It-it's not your fault ! You only helped me, without you I would never have reached U.A. ! I wod probably be- ... dead"

Sensei waved his hand dismissively at Izuku and sat back into his chair "I would like to help you for but for now you will be on your own ... here, take your phone and add this contact" sensei gave Izuku a small piece of paper with a ... number (?) written on it, at least All for One tried.

"Is it yours ?"

"You can call me at anytime, this will be safer, from now on avoid coming here unless there is an emergency. I do not want to involve you even more"

"... for how long do you think we-"

"Hopefully everything will end soon ... oh and good luck"

"Good luck ?"

"Yes, U.A.'s sport festival is coming soon right ? I really hope you will show them who is the real deal"

Izuku smiled "I will Sensei !" He grabbed his bag and left the basket waving at All for One.

...

Sensei sighed "I miss the time when things were simple"


Once Izuku was out he added Sensei to his contacts list in his phone, when he was about to put back his phone in his pocket he noticed that Nedzu had sent him a mail.

He read the title, it was about the sport festival, talking about the next step in his life at U.A.

Nedzu was asking him to come at U.A. during the weekend to speak about some opening ceremony stuff. Izuku was a class representative so it made sense that he would have some responsibilities during the event ... he was already imagining Katsuki screaming and insulting everyone for absolutely no reason, it made him chuckle.

For once people might actually see that he is not a hero and will never be, as if he had ever cared about someone else than himself before.

Izuku thought about All for One's revelation ... One for All and All for One, Sensei must have done some really terrible things to push his brother, the one person he truly wanted to help and protect more than anyone, to kill him.

Deep inside him Izuku hoped All Might was different but Sensei's current state kept reminding him that now he had to be extra careful around the symbol of peace.


"I'm sorry Toshinori, Izuku hasn't answered yet, but I'm sure he will come tomorrow. You made a good choice" Nezu put back his phone on his desk and joined All Might around a small table on which a tea set had been prepared.

"A bit late, I'm even more diminished after my small fight with this "Nomu" creature. I hoped that I might be able to train him personally but I might run out of time earlier than I thought"

"That's how it works, you give the torch to the next generation and you watch them do the same" Nezu prepared a cup for All Migh.

"I wonder for how long One for All will be needed, it's some sort of miracle in the end, who would have thought that All for One would create his own demise ?"

"I guess higher powers must have balanced the game, even if it took a few centuries to truly win over him"

"Yes ... I hope no one will have to take this burden" All Might stared st his reflection in the cup.

"Something is wrong ?" Asked the principal.

"Hum ? Oh I was just wondering how Nana would handle Izuku's training, honestly I mastered it immediately and she "skipped" most of what she had to explain, it will probably not be the same for Izuku, he might not even be prepared physically"

"You underestimate this kid too much, Izuku is quirkless, he had a rough life and if he made it here alone then he is far stronger than any student at U.A."

All Might chuckled, it reminded him of a certain quirkless boy who also had it rough when he was young.


The next day.


Izuku answered to Nezu, he would be at U.A. around 10 AM, the principal thanked him and promised that it wouldn't take too long "hopefully".

Inko said she needed to go out too, but she didn't say why, before she left she asked Izuku how Sensei was doing.

He avoided to speak about One for All, evrything was perfectly fine and the last thing he needed was to spread the news about being on the deadpool of the symbol of peace.

Izuku reached U.A. without any trouble and made his way to Nezu's office, he found the principal waiting for him in front of the doors.

"Good morning Izuku ! Thank you for coming as soon as you could ! We still have a week to get ready but I thought you might want to know what will be your role during the ceremony earlier"

"Y-yes, thank you principal Nezu"

"Please you do not have to be so formal, let's get inside shall we ?" Nezu pushed the massive doors with ease and waited for Izuku to get inside is office.

Izuku remembered when he was here, it didn't change much ... expected for the perfect unknown man who looked like a really bad zombie cosplager sitting in a sofa.

"Ah, Izuku I presence you Toshinori, you must have seen him at U.A. he works with me, he will stay here while I explain what you will have to do during the ceremony for the sport festival"

"O-of course" Izuku turned around and bowed "Good morning"

"Thank you young man" Toshinoro extended his hand so Izuku could shake it.

Izuku was about to do so, it was natural but as he approached his hand he felt sick, his whole body became so hot so suddenly, he stopped his hand but Toshinori approached his own and grabbed Izuku's one.

Now his hand was burning, something was REALLY wrong with this man, Izuku tried to look as natural as possible but All for One was hurting him. It didn't happened for years since Sensei helped him to use his quirk and control it.

In fact even Toshinori had a weird expression, was he feeling strange too ? He let his hand go, Izuku immediately noticed that his hand was red hot, he hides his hand behind his head and pretended that he was scratching it.

Toshinori tried to smile but he too felt a pain in his hand, the last time he had this sensation it was when-

"Izuku you do know that you scored first during the entrance exam right ?" Asked the principal paying no attention to this akward moment.

Izuku knew, Nezu told him, in fact he was the one who gave him all these points, none of the judges would have let him in.

"Y-yes I do" Izuku sat in front of Nezu.

"Good, because as the "best" student from the entrance exam you will have to make a short speech to "open" the festival"

...

"w-wait what ? A short speech ?!"

"You look surprised, I thought you knew about this, you never noticed when you were watching from your television ?"

Izuku did notice, he would even watch the replays several times, however he never knew why a student would be designed to make a speech, he always assumed U.A. picked a random class representative and asked him to speak.

"... S-so what should I say ? Usually it's all about the competition and making it fair and "fun" for everyone" Izuku especially insisted on the word fun as to not trigger Nezu like Aizawa would be.

"It's always hard I know, but it's just an example, you can say evrything you want, see this as some sort of boost !"

"... boost ?" Izuku saw absolutely no reason to call a potential live humiliation a boost.

"Yes ! A lot of pros will be present, it a perfect time to show them what you can do !" Nezu had to put this somewhere, it had already been hard for Izuku to just get into U.A. and even get past Aizawa. But he proved that he was stronger than anyone in his class, even without a quirk.

The U.S.J. made the 1-A strong but Izuku ... Nezu could see something differe9nt, determination.

"I guess you are right ... I will figure out something, any information that I should tell the others about in my class ?"

"No that will be evrything, I expected this to last a bit longer but well ... it only took us a few minutes" Nezu kept looking at Toshinori, he was waiting for the symbol of peace to take the lead but nothing happened.

"Thank you, have a nice day" Izuku put back his bag on his shoulders and left the office.

...

Still nothing, Toshinori didn't move at all during the whole conversation.

"What's wrong ? You had the perfect occasion, Toshinori speak to me !" Nezu was so confused, was he hesitating ?

"I can't ... there is- ... there is something wrong with this kid"

"Wrong ?"

"I-I can't explain but- ... I have the strange impression, that something is hiding deep inside him I can't- ... I have to go"


In fact Izuku never left U.A. immediately, and he was right to do so, he listened behind the door and now he was even more suspicious about this so called "sport festival information appointment" of Nezu.

Something had been prepared and it had something to do with this man, Toshinori, Nezu clearly said that Toshinori wanted to do something but what ?

For now Izuku had to hide as the man was about to exit Nezu's office.

He left quickly, almost running away he didn't even noticed Izuku behind him, Toshinori was taking out his phone and heading behind the main building.

Toshinori had to call someone he could trust.

Izuku kept following Toshinori until he stopped, now he was making his call but he looked worried, even more than when he left Nezu's office.

"... Nighteye ? Is that you ?"

"Well well well, look who is calling ... are you finally considering my suggestion ?" Izuku couldn't hear exactly what was going on in their conversation but it already sounded like he caught something.

"N-no I- ... look Nighteye I-" Izuku had heard this name somewhere ... Nighteye, as All Might old sidekick ?

"You never listen, I should just end this call ... what's happening ?"

"I think- ... look I think I found someone, someone worthy of being the next user of One for All but-"

One for All ? How does this man knows about One for All ? There is no way- Izuku examined the man once again ... his mind was working like it never had, the hair, the face, the eyes ... now it was obvious.

This man was ... this man was All Might ?

Sensei's voice echoed again in Izuku's head "I gave him some sort of goodbye" Izuku knew it had to do with this famous "goodbye" All for One mentioned, perhaps an injury ?

But Izuku already saw it, at the U.S.J. right before he lost consciousness after being hit by the Nomu, the strange thing he saw on All Might's torso, it has to be !

"I already told you I do not want to hear about any of this unless it's about-"

"I felt All for One" The voice on the other end of the phone stopped screaming "I mean- ...I'm not sure but- Look I shaked the hand of this kid and my hand burned, just like when he tried to hurt Nana ... and me five years ago"

Now Toshinori, or rather All Might was confirming Izuku's fear, the symbol of peace was after him ... but he had no proof ... right ?

"... This is serious, is he dead yes or no ? Did you end the war five years ago ? Please tell me you did"

All Might didn't answer, he just stood against the railing with the phone next to his head. He didn't need to answer this, of course he thought All for One was dead, he saw what he had done, despite how weakened he was Toshinori could still tell if he took a life or not.

"What about relatives ? Did-"

"We found nothing, you searched with us, this man had no family and never tried to have one" Izuku clenched his teeth, yes Sensei wasn't a "nice" person, but he would never hurt innocents for pleasure, he even befriended Izuku when he could just have killed him instead of taking the risk to let him go, more than that, he healed him, gave him courage and strength.

Izuku had enough, he made his way towards U.A. gates. All Might thought he heard something but he didn't see anyone or anything strange around him, Izuku was gone.

"You wouldn't be calling me unless you are right, I trust your instincts, despite how stubborn you are ... tell me exactly how it happened"


Izuku messed up, he had one thing to do avoid All Might and anyone related to him or One for All and here he just managed to almost and / or probably hint his "real identity" to the last person je should.

...

But in a way ... now he knew who was aware about One for All, the principal, Nighteye and- ... Mirio Togata.

He was a potential inheritor, All Might mentioned him but Mirio didn't seem to be his definitive choice.

Izuku decided to keep an eye over Mirio if he ever happened to meet him, he took out his phone and started to text evrything he discovered to Sensei but then Izuku stopped. First Sensei was probably already aware in a way or another, second the last thing he needed was to get even more involved and scare Sensei and finally he had other things to prepare.


Monday.


Izuku along with his classmates had receive a mail from Nezu, U.A. would be closed this week so they could prepare the festival and increase the security.

It sounded like a good news but behind this message Nezu was saying that Aizawa was still recovering from his injuries and as their homeroom teacher he would not be able to work with his classes which meant that 50% of their time at U.A. would be a waste of time without him.

There was All Might of course but Izuku had is own idea about why he couldn't replace Aizawa

And finally, when Nezu talked about increasing the security he clearly said that the League of Villains might attack U.A. again.

Now last problem, Izuku had absolutely no idea of what he should improve during this week, he couldn't ask Sensei to train him and asking Ochaco if she was disponible to train with him sounded REALLY inappropriate.

Still he couldn't spend his entire week being scared in his bedroom, Izuku had to do something.

Izuku promised to Sensei he would win, but without a quirk ...


One year ago.


"It's so boring" Izuku had some work to finish but he still decided to drop by Sensei's lair, All for One didn't care, as long as Izuku was around it was enjoyable.

He was currently aggressively pressing every buttons on a TV remote.

"Do you need help ?" Asked the teen walking next to All for One, he thought that Sensei could find the right button since he was blind.

"No no it's fine, I'm just disappointed, I cannot find the kind of movie I like, I might just have to steal them ... no one watches this kind of thing nowadays" Sensei stopped and dropped the remote.

"Whay kind of movie do you like ?"

"Hum ? Oh it's not really a kind ... Have you heard about the C.I.A. ?"

"Uh ... is it related to the U.S.A. ?"

"Yes, I'm glad you know a bit about this, the C.I.A. is- was some sort of organisation created by the government to collect informations all around the world, in the past knowledge was a strong weapon ... in the past. Despite the fact that this organisation were supposedly confidential people really liked to imagine stories which would talk about their work"

"It must have been great"

"It was, movies, comics ... I won't talk about the toys" Sensei sounded slightly disgusted in the end "Now people think that all you need to conserve "peace" and power is just a big mass of muscles or some superman"

Izuku looked at Sensei, he was waiting for something else.

"Izuku, always remember that knowledge is a sword, a double edged one but a sword nonetheless"


"A sword" Izuku repeated to himself.

Izuku grabbed his phone once again and this time he called Ochaco, now he had a good reason to call her.

"Uraraka answering ! Hi Izuku ! How are you ?"

"I'm fine thank you ! I hope I'm not disturbing"

"Not at all"

"Perfect ! Because I think I just found a way to get a head start during the sport festival" Izuku expected Ochaco to be curious or at least interested but instead he just received a dead line.

"... a head start ? Wha-what do you mean ? Should I tell the others too or-"

"N-NO !" Izuku might have been too violent on this one "I-I mean ... I'm sharing this kind of information with you because you helped me a lot but I don't think telling evrything to the rest of the class would be a good idea ... for now I mean"

"S-sure, so what is it ?"

"I can't explain everything yet, can you join me to the bus station next to U.A. ?"

It wasn't too far for Ochaco, beside she had already bought a subscription so she would not have to pay.

"Alright, I'll be here in about twenty minutes, see you later" Ochaco hung up.

Izuku grabbed his notebook and his school bag, for once watching of bunch of movies with Sensei would be useful (strangely enough).


Ochaco arrived at the bus station, she quickly found Izuku scribbling like a demon in his small notebook.

"Hey !" Izuku barely had the time to raise his head before Ochaco jumped to hug him ... not once in his life he hoped a girl would do that.

"H-h-hey too" he muttered.

"So what do you want to tell me ?"

"O-oh ! Well I'm going to do more than that, I'm about to "show" you ! Come !" Izuku brought Ochaco to a park right next to U.A. he kept looking around him for something.

"Izuku what are we-"

"That walls are way too hight and we can't simply get inside so we need a place hight enough to- ... here !"

Izuku was right under a massive tree, Ochaco still had some troubles to figure out what her classmate had in mind.

"Can you help me to get to the top ?" He was talking about her quirk obviously.

"It-it's illegal ! What if we get cau-"

"Don't worry Ochaco, it's not like there is a cop hiding behind every bush, it will only take a second and no one will say anything"

It was stupid, of course using her quirk like this was dangerous, if someone noticed then she would never be able to become a hero, it seemed so easy for Izuku to ask this kind of thing ... but Ochaco felt like she could trust Izuku.

"Alright ... just this once ok ?"

"Thank you"

Ochaco grabbed Izuku's hand and activated her quirk, both of them floated right to the top of the three and found a stable spot to land.

"I-it's bending !" Ochaco almost fell down, Izuku caught her and helped her to sit down on a branch.

"Here look !" He pointed through some leaves, from here they could see a great stadium next to the main building.

"Is that the place where the festival will be held ?"

"Exactly ! And we are here to see what U.A. will be throwing at us during the event"

"That's cheating !"

"No technically it's preparation, nothing in the rules (if there even are rules) prevents you from being informed about the events, consider this as a real situation, why would you stay uninformed about your opponents when you could have the advantage of knowing things they do not"

"... it sounds right, so that's why you didn't want to share the information with the rest of the class ? To get an advantage ?"

"You are free to share any information we will obtain with the rest of the class but be sure that they will us it at their advantage"

"Then why me ? You could have kept the information for yourself right ?"

Izuku didn't answer, instead he wrote something in his notebook. In reality he didn't wrote something which made sense, at this moment he was just rubbing his pen like a toddler against a peace of paper just so he could find something else to say than "because you are cute and I want to be your boyfriend" and also by doing this he prevented the inevitable muttering.

"W-well ... you see each years U.A.'s sport festival works differently, each year the first event is some sort of "battle royal" if I may say, so everyone is on their own ... unless they decide to team up (if that event even let them the opportunity to do so) . Then comes the second event which is ALWAYS a team event and finally the last event which is ALWAYS (too) a small tournament between the last contestants"

"You want to team up with me ?" Izuku didn't want to look at Ochaco right now, his current facial expression made him look like a pervert and/or a psychopath.

"You- You are way more reliable compared to the other members of the class and you quirk is adaptable to a lot of situations and also-"

"Alright" Izuku raised his head and looked at Ochaco "I'll do it" she said smiling.

Izuku was about to say how much he was grateful to her but then he noticed that he had completely pierced throught his notebook with his pen.

"Oh ... I'll get another one"

Ochaco giggled "what will it be ?"

Izuku looked around the stadium, he was right, the first event was taking place outside, he wasn't too far away. He could see a lot of trucks and construction engines, they were making some sort of road ?

"Honestly I'm not sure, it's like a circuit all around the stadium"

"A race perhaps ?"

"Y-yeah it must be ! ... it doesn't help us that much though, if only I had some binoculars"

"... what about the other events ? Do you know what we can expect ?"

"I would like to, if I knew I could compose the perfect team and prepare a strategy, most of the time it's simple, a small game like a "catch the flag"... okay that's a poor example"

"No I understand, I'm really impressed to see you so involved in this event, but don't you think you are slightly over exaggerating evrything ?"

"I made a promise to someone important, I told them that I would win, that I would prove I learned something from five years of "training" ... It doesn't matter if I can't use a quirk, I am far stronger than most of the students, I will make it"

"Then I hope you will win ! ... gosh it's going to be terrible if we have fo be against each others"

"N-no ! It won't happen, I mean the probability is so low and-and- Here ! How about a nice ice cream ?" A terrible way to avoid a confilctual question.

"Really ?! Thank you !" And this is probably the last reasonable answer Izuku could get from his best friend.


Wednesday.


Izuku spent two days preparing for the festival, he had multiples plans with backups and backups for the backups.

He turned an empty wall of his room in one of this big board with red strings and photo which he saw in All for One's series ... he didn't think it could actually work.

As Sensei would say there is no perfect plan, only optimal ones Talking about Sensei, it was almost time for lunch and as he was going into the kitchen with his mom Izuku noticed that he received a message from him on his phone.

"Dear Izuku, just so you know I will indeed be watching the sport festival, I managed to "find" the vocal button on my phone in order to write this message.

You are probably thinking about slightly using All for One without being noticed, personally I do not think it will be enough, remember those quirks you got from the U.S.J ? They still don't have any owner and honestly I have already about a hundred of this kind.

For once, use all your power, no one will see anything. One day you will have to go all out and maybe it's time to do so.

You were born with a great power, it isn't good nor evil no power is, I have been talling you this for years now. It isn't new and I'm probably just harassing you again but consider my message.

I would like to be next to you when I'm saying this but I can't, not now.

My offer still stands, when you need me just call at any time, I'll answer."

Izuku smiled, weakly. Sensei was right, he always was, he didn't know if he had to thank him or hate him for bringing back all this story about stealing quirks from a monster on his head.

"Izuku ! Your plate is going to be cold !"

"I'm coming mom !"

Izuku put back his phone on his desk and walked to the kitchen, his mother had prepared some yakitori, she said he needed more meat for the sport festival.

"Mom, can I have your point of view ?"

"Yes sure ! What's on your mind sweetheart ?"

"Well ... you see I may have stolen a few quirks at the U.S.J. when the villains attacked, honestly I didn't have much choice"

"It's okay, I understand if those people use their quirk to make other people suffer then-"

"It's more complex than you think, I didn't exactly take quirks from a villain, it wan human anymore. They had a creature called Nomu ... when I touch someone who posses a quirk or ice I'm even close enough I can feel it but this time it was different, it was so chaotic, someone managed to melt people together into this abomination"

"That's- ... Izuku that's horrible, I'm so sorry you had to experience this"

"... I gave the quirk I stole to Sensei, he just sent me a message and offered me to take them back for the sport festival, it's just a bunch of strength enhancement, no one would notice but ... it's weird, quirks are so alive and when I think about the Nomu again I just can't bring myself to accept his offer, it's not right"

"Izuku, as hard as it is to say those people are gone, hopefully they are in a better place now but their quirk still remain, you don't have to feel guilty, you are not responsible for what happened to them. If I was you I would accept, I'm sure those people would let you use their quirk ic it's forma good cause"

"Really ?" Beamed Izuku.

"Yes ! Now eat before your food gets cold !" Inko voraciously attacked her own plate.

Izuku raised an eyebrow "M-mom ... you didn't say this just because you were hungry right? "

Inko looked at her son with her mouth full of meat "N-No ! Abcholutely no !" She swallowed "I'm just making sure that you are fully prepared for your festival, you shouldn't eat cold food ... oh by the way ! How is your speech ?"

Izuku facepalmed himself, of course he completely forgot and Nezu must have sent a mail to his mother just so she could ask to see it every five minutes.

"I-I haven't started yet but don't worry it will be ready !"

"What are you going to talk about , did you pick a subject already ?"

"W-well ... I thought I could talk about sports and stuff in general but- No one will listen or be interested by something you hear each and every day at the radio. I would like to talk about something really different for once, something I'm personally interested in"

"Hum ... well, you won't need my help then"

Izuku didn't understand, in a second his mother was gone and so was her plate ... has he been talking alone ? Or did he just somehow phased after his mother stopes talking ?


The day of the festival.


U.A.'s sport festival, the day had come. People were swarming around the main entrance to get a place while they still could.

Hopefully U.A. had a special entrance for invites and students, Izuku had to come early to prepare the opening ceremony ... well he didn't do anything but Nezu really wanted to see what Izuku had prepared.

Izuku was welcomed by the principal himself, they went into his office to talk about some details, Nezu finished to read Izuku's text.

The principal seemed confused, he looked back multiples time at Izuku's notebook until finally he put it back on his desk.

"Are you sure you want to read this ? There is still some time to-"

"No sir, do not worry, I'm sure some people will understand"

The principal sighed "I do not approve for your own good but this is your choice after all, I really hope you know what you are doing, you should go now, your friends must be waiting"

"Yes, thank you for your help sir !" Izuku bowed before exiting the office, Nezu was about to call him back because he had forgotten his notebook but curiosity stopped him.

The principle decided to look at the previous pages, he wasn't deceived, he found at least ten pages filled with lines and lines of text.

"Just how much time did you spend on this ?"


My deepest apologies.