Chapter commissioned by Synik! Thanks a lot bud!
"I believe everyone is here now." A voice speaks, the dark room he is in lit up only by the faint light from the dozens of monitors hung around it.
Static is his only answer, but the man doesn't let that bother him.
"Shall we get this meeting underway then?" This time he is answered by a chorus of consents, or grunts of approval.
"Very well then." Timothy coughs into his fist before crossing his arms behind his back. "Each one of you should have received a special file before the meeting started. Have you looked over it?" Once more silence is his only answer.
But then it was broken by a female voice a few seconds later. "Consider me… intrigued." The woman drawls out. "This idea- This… 'Overwatch'… It has so many benefits…" Timothy could instantly tell that a 'but' was incoming from the pause.
"But… Who is to say that these Heroes won't turn against us once they have all this power?" Timothy blinks at the question.
Then chuckles softly.
"So… you are afraid of betrayal, yes?" He hums, then brings a remote controlled out of his pocket and turns around, aiming it towards a dark wall. "Allow me to please show you something." He clicks the button on the remote controller, and the wall lights up.
A video soon starts playing, showing a camera view from I-Island, with the camera aimed straight towards the dark horizon.
And then the horizon lights up, with night turning into day, and with a horrendous shock-wave making the whole of I-Island quiver.
And then another, and another.
The people- The presidents and rulers of major countries around the world, all gasped when enormous mushroom clouds come into view, lit up by scorched air and flames.
Timothy presses the button again and freezes the video. "That… Ladies and gentlemen, is caused by a punch." His mustache hides his smile, so he makes sure to enjoy the sound of gasps coming from the TV's. "A punch thrown by someone you all very likely know. Interstellar."
"Her Quirk hasn't so much as Awakened, but it has… Evolved." He shivers at the mere memory of Cathleen describing it to him. "It has exceeded the limits of what his known as superhuman… and reached a level comparable to Gods." And those were Cathleen's own words… Yet he believed them fully.
Just that video is more than enough to prove it.
"So, going back on your fear of betrayal…" He crosses his hands in front of his chest and smiles kindly. "Fearing that is useless, because if it happens, we won't be able to stop it. No matter what." A low hiss came from the other side of the screens, and he sighs softly with a shake of his head.
"But it won't happen." He states firmly. "Her dream is a simple and pure one. To make the world a better place so that she can have a family, and have them grow safe and sound." He couldn't help but chuckles softly at that. Now that was a nice dream.
"And she herself has come forward with the Overwatch Initiative. A team of monsters that have surpassed anything we could have imagined and known. Even All Might. While still in their teens!"
"And they all have offered themselves to protect this planet, to protect us, who have done nothing for them."
He lifted his gaze, knowing that they could see him, so he looked at every single television on the wall as he spoke. "We don't have the luxury of time. Not anymore, at least."
"We only have one or two more decades, maybe even less, before the Singularity is upon us. Before kids one day wake up with nuclear power at their fingertips."
He spread his hands to the side and frowned. "Wouldn't you want the assurance that when you, or God forbid, your family, are danger, either Interstellar herself, or one of her classmates shows up to save and protect you?"
"Wouldn't you want the same assurance for your kids and grand-kids? I sure as hell would love that." He goes quiet after that, faintly listening to the gentle mutterings coming from the other side of the TV's, glad that his mustache was hiding his growing smirk.
Finally, someone spoke up first. "I would love to have that… But on one condition." Timothy perks up at that, raising a bushy eyebrow before nodding, showing that he was listening.
"I would be very glad to have Interstellar train others aside from the members of her class." He blinks in surprise at the rather mild condition. "The world is a big place, and we can't just leave it in the hands of these kids. It's too big of a weight to shoulder." Timothy had to agree to that, as he had seen it first hand with Star and Stripes.
Even with her team and the military jets, she can't be everywhere at the same time. It's just her, and she has all of America to protect, hence why she only goes towards A or S Class treats, or big natural disasters.
All Might wasn't much the same, with Japan being far smaller than the whole of America, but the man could clear entire cities within seconds in his prime.
Hell, he still has a record of taking down more than two hundred villains in the span of two minutes! Across three cities!
"I believe that Interstellar is currently training her rival class, so to get them up to her class's level, or at least close to it." Timothy hums while rubbing his mustache, then nods. "I'll see what I can do about that, your majesty." The current Queen of England merely hums, though Timothy can hear the smile through said hum. "Anything else?"
"I feel like we should have a world-wide tournament between our Heroes." Timothy's eyebrow twitches.
"Nezu, leave the call." He snorts as the rodent clicks his tongue, then quietly leaves the call after having somehow hacked in without anyone realizing.
A shudder goes down the back of every single person participating in the meeting, knowing damn well that the little rodent at the head of U.A. very likely had mountains of blackmail material on all of them.
Still, it seems he had nothing on Timothy… How lucky of him.
"Anyway, as we were discussing…" The man sighs and then coughs into his fist, going back to the topic of the meeting. "What are your final decisions on the Overwatch Initiative?" He clenches his fists in anticipation, both excited and worried to learn of the final outcome of this meeting.
A few seconds of tense silence go by, then someone finally speaks. "Before anyone makes their decision, I'd like to say some choice words." The voice of an elderly man speaks up through the speakers, and Timothy swiftly searches through his memory to find the owner of said voice.
"I believe I can speak for many countries when I say that I have always been jealous of America and Japan, of the two mighty Heroes they made, and that protect their people."
"I do not wish to put down our Heroes, but… many of them are there just for the fame and money, not because they want to protect… Our number ones Heroes are nowhere near as powerful as All Might, Stars and Stripes… and Insterstellar."
"So, if we can have the kind of protection the citizens of Japan and America do, then I am all for it. I highly suggest those that share my views to do the same."
"I hope that us all, working together, can bring forth this Overwatch Initiative, and have Humanity as a whole finally come together and usher in an age of peace."
Silence fell across the meeting room for a few seconds before a 'ping' was heard.
Followed by another, then many, many more.
Green lights lit up above each Tv, showing that each ruler of each country had agreed to the Overwatch Initiative.
Timothy smiles a toothy grin at the sight, and bows deeply in thanks.
"Thank you all for putting this much faith into us. I promise you this; You won't regret it."
XxX
This development was… surprising, to say the least.
All for One hums as he stares at the monitor in front of him, showing the all but rabid and raging Tomura, who was currently destroying and decaying everything within his room.
And had been doing so since waking up.
The Doctor turns to give him a look, one he understands fully, and All for One had to make sure to control his growing smile.
His evil grin always made him look very ugly unfortunately.
He exits the camera room with a low hum, then slowly walks his way towards Tomura's holding cell.
Due to the immense chaos all over Japan, he had put quite a few of his plans on hold due to the fact that he doesn't even need to take action to make certain things happen.
Heroes are retiring left and right, some even moving out of the country, others dying in action because they overestimate themselves.
A few prison breaks happened through the week, Mutant Quirks users having banded together to form a large group called 'Neo-Humans', and quite a lot more things that he generally didn't care much about.
All in all, Interstellar will have her work cut out for her in the future.
The doors to Tomura's holding cell slide open once he steps in front of them, and Tomura's feral gaze instantly snaps to his, his face, hands and neck covered in blood and scratches, with his nails having been torn off and bleeding profusely.
"Sensei!" The insane villain screams, crumbling to his knees and whimpering as he crawls his way towards All for One. "Please… Please give me power!" All for One raises a brow at that.
"I want to kill her… I want to destroy everything connected to her… I won't be able to sleep until I see her crumble beneath my fingers…" Tomura whispers, his pupils dilated and his breathing a panicked mess. "I'll do anything! So please!"
All for One hums as she stares down at his broken and insane former 'pupil'.
'Perhaps he can still be of use…' He thinks as he observes his shaking body.
Awakenings have a very low chance of appearing through sheer physical strain… but adding up immense emotional strain to the mix will most definitely raise the chance of it happening.
Tomura already failed to achieve an Awakening once, back in Hosu, when he decided to give in to fear instead of his rage.
But now… Now he won't have anywhere to run.
"You'll do anything?" All for One repeats, a cold smile spreading across his face as Tomura shivers beneath his glacial stare. "No matter how horrid the pain is?" Tomura gulps, fear filling his panicked eyes…
Only for his immense rage to come back at full force.
"I'll do it, no matter what." He states while gnashing his teeth together hard enough to make them crack.
All for One's cold smile grows bigger at that.
"Doctor, I'll give you free reign on him." He calls out loudly, and he can already feel the bubbling excitement rising inside the Doctor's old body.
"Put him through the worst hell you can imagine and conceive. Through any experiment you want." All for One turns around with a low hum. "Just give him the Hyper-Regeneration Quirk if he starts breaking."
The Doctor starts cackling madly, and Tomura quivers, lowering his head and resting his forehead on the ground, fear and rage filling his eyes and shaking thin body.
"Do not disappoint me, Tomura." Japan's boogeyman's voice echoes across the cold hall, heightening Tomura's fear even more. "Another failure… And you'll be back in the streets, just like back then."
The sound of a door slamming shut was the last thing Tomura heard before passing out.
"Damn…" Dabi chuckles, glancing at the door All for One just slammed shut before whistling. "You're really gonna break the poor guy, huh?" All for One shrugs with a lazy smile on his face, then turns to look at possibly his favorite subordinate.
"Unlike you, he is but a mere pawn." Dabi snorts at that, then shakes his head with a wry smile. "How's your investigation going?"
At that Dabi sighs and rubs the back of his head. "I got a lead on where these guys might be. Large labyrinth underground, full of cameras too. Can't take 'em out without alerting everyone, and making 'em run away with the girl." He scowls deeply at that, and All for One comfortingly pats his shoulder with a frown of his own.
"If you need assistance, then just ask." He assures the younger man, knowing very well why he is so obsessed with finding and having a 'chat' with the Shie Hassaikai.
Usually, he'd avoid having one of his most capable subordinates go on such a dangerous mission by themselves… but this was needed.
One, he couldn't afford to waste more High-End Nomus, and two… If all went well, then all of his future plans will swiftly and easily be fixed.
Because if he manages to put his hands on that Time Quirk possessed by the girl, then it's game over for everyone.
By using that Time Rewind powers, he'll be able to possibly turn Interstellar back to a weaker state, then capture her.
He'll hate this, and she'll hate him too of course, but that is the only way he could see a path of victory in their future battle without having to kill her.
He could wait until she's gone and has enjoyed her life fully, but then he'd be endangering her descendants, and that would make it so much worse in his opinion.
So… the final outcome can either be that he captures her… Or she kills him.
But with the power of Time itself at his fingertips, he doubts she would be much of a challenge.
XxX
"Did you hear what this dumbass just said?" Kyoka asks, gaping at the nervously sweating All Might before poking at his belly and turning to look at Izuzu and the rest of her classmates.
"Please tell me you heard what he said." They all nodded, and All Might chuckles and scratches the back of his head.
"You're an Ascetic?" Izuku asks, an eyebrow raised curiously as he stared at his idol with wide, sparkling eyes.
All Might nods, then watches as his successor falls into another muttering storm. He thought he stopped having those…
Kyoka snorts, noticing the growing murderous look in Ochako's eyes as Izuku starts considering the pros and cons of being an Ascetic.
Her lazy eyes trail to the side, following the growing progress of her rival class, all wearing gravity weights and running as fast and as much as they could, their bodies flushed and coated with sweat.
She could tell that they had reached their limit, but at least they finally managed to breach the one hour mark in running with the gravity weights on.
Still nowhere near close her and the rest of her class though.
She sighs softly and whistles, enhancing the sound and making it echo across the grassy field, bringing the members of her rival class to a stop.
"Come on, that's enough for now." She nods her head to the resting area, full of drinks and food, and a sleeping bag that has been stolen by Aizawa.
They all sigh in relief and turn off their gravity weights, then drag their legs over to the camp while breathing heavily.
She scrunches up her nose at the sight, then whips around and kicks Izuku in the shin with her prosthetic leg, her hands inside the pockets of her sweater. "How high can you go?" She asks, rolling her neck and cracking her knuckles.
Izuku blinks, then his eyes widen with slight excitement. "I'm close to reaching 80%." He states, a happy grin on his face.
The talk with All Might over giving One for All to Melissa went… well. After the Symbol of Peace hit him with a giant hammer that is.
David Shield wasn't too thrilled by the idea, but Melissa had actually accepted it eagerly, mostly because she'd finally be able to do something, other than create stuff.
She felt stifled, unable to do anything other than just stand back, safe in the back while others fought and died.
And now Izuku had given her a way to finally take action and step onto the battlefield.
Sure, it will take a few months before she is fully ready to bear the sheer might of One for All as the Tenth Wielder, but both Izuku and Kyoka saw how hard she started training after having been given this choice.
She was pushing herself as hard as they did, even harder than the whole of Class 1-B.
Add to that the gravity weights, and she'll achieve what he achieved before U.A. in a third of the time.
Plus, she actually started while already being fit. Creating Support Gear requires one to actually have quite some muscles on them after all.
Thus, since his time with One for All is counted, he decided to make most out of it and manage to achieve 100% before passing down the torch.
He wasn't the only one that started working even harder after coming back from I-Island.
Shoto and Tooru had started trying their hardest to increase their control over their Quirks.
Kirishima is still trying to achieve the perfect level of defense. An unbreakable wall, one that can withstand even Kyoka's horrifying nuclear punches.
He had actually managed to tank one of them some days ago, after begging her to hit him with said nuclear punch while doing a dogeza.
Momo instead had asked to also join the Support Course and work with Mei Hatsume, so to be able to come up with better things to create on a whim during a fight, or during Natural Disasters events.
Mineta had surprisingly had a breakthrough with his Quirk on I-Island, and now he could make the purple balls explode into a sticky liquid after taking them off his head.
It's what he used to trap the security bots on I-Island after getting separated from Tenya and the others.
Tenya had also received some advice from his brothers, which led him to do something rather painful. Mainly removing the engines from his legs and letting them regrow back.
The new ones are far, far beyond his previous ones, to the point where he can use his Recipro Nitro at maximum gear for a whole half an hour, though he is still trying hard to get used to his new immense speed.
Speed so immense he was able to keep up with a 60% Izuku.
Before he could breach the sound barrier while on his third gear, right now he doesn't even need the second to breach it.
Others, like Shoji, Ojiro and Aki were mostly focused on stamina and strength training, with Aki more focused on building up even more stamina for her paintings.
Especially since just recently she had created a God Class one.
Mina was instead busy building up her resistance to her own acid, having created a move that enveloped her in a large layer of highly corrosive acid.
Recovery Girl isn't pleased with the constant visits of course, but that is the only thing Mina lacks currently. A strong resistance to her own power.
Kaminari also managed to achieve a breakthrough with his own Quirk, one inspired by Izuku himself.
He had finally managed to reach a level where he can throw his own lightning around, mostly in the form of large and powerful javelins made out of crackling lightning.
Plus, he had also created a move inspired by Mina's Acid-Man, one he calls 'Thor', where he becomes a man coated in wild rumbling lightning.
What happened on I-Island seems to have pushed them to try and go even further beyond what they were doing before.
Their training grew even harsher and more frequent than before, mostly because they all felt left in the dust by Kyoka, who had fully achieved her Awakening.
Kyoka hums, then tilts her head with a challenging smirk on her face. "Think ya can keep up?" She asks, wiggling her eyebrows, rousing a fire inside Izuku.
His fists clench, and Kyoka's smirk only grows bigger before she nods towards the large clearing beside them.
This was another one of U.A.'s Battle Grounds, an enormous forest that spans for entire kilometers, including quite a few large hills and a mountains, meant for Rescue Training on a massive scale.
The two walking away from their group drew the attention of every single student and teacher, with even Aizawa coming out of his fake nap to sit up, clear interest in his eyes.
"So, how long can you go all out?" Kyoka asks, stretching her legs and arms, with Izuku doing the same, emerald lightning already crackling around his body.
He hums softly at her questions. "I don't really have a limit…" He muses, then grins. "But I can go even further beyond that." That draws Kyoka's attention, her lazy eyes gaining a hint of interest in them as she lift a curious brow at him.
"I've recently come up with a new move that I call 'Overdrive'." The lightning around his body crackles and booms as he powers up way beyond 50%. "I simply push my Quirk beyond 100%, but I can only hold that state for around… Eight seconds, then I have to power down, lest I injure myself badly." It was something he had come up on a whim, one to give him immense speed, so that something like Wolfram taking David Shield as a hostage won't happen again under his watch.
He hates that feeling of powerlessness when he can only stand back and watch.
"Eight seconds huh…" Kyoka muses, then smirks at him. "That's plenty." She straightens herself, then starts jumping up and down, her long hair tied in a high ponytail whipping through the quiet wind as she does so.
Izuku gulps, already feeling the vibrations spreading through the air and ground.
And thus decides to truly go all out, and actually test Overdrive against someone that can truly keep up without a problem.
Thunder rumbles and booms as he goes past 80%, his hair and eyes starting to glow brightly, liquid thunder seemingly flowing out of them.
"Old man, put on an eight seconds timer!" Kyoka calls out with a smirk, and All Might blinks in surprise, but does as asked and pulls out his phone to turn pull up the timer.
He prepares the eight seconds timer, then grabs a small pebble, then tosses it in the air.
Kyoka's and Izuku's eyes fix on each other, then crouch down, their bodies tense and ready to spring.
The pebble flies through the air… and then hits the ground.
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They instantly surge forward, crossing their distance of a dozen meters in less than a second.
Their forearms smash together with the force of two colliding stars, obliterating the ground and dust around them.
Albeit to their eyes, everything seems to move in slow motion.
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Izuku's body seemingly becomes enshrouded in thick emerald and azure lightning armor, igniting the air around him.
His legs whips through the air, leaving behind a line of condensed air, yet it harmlessly phases through Kyoka's body.
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Kyoka swiftly grabs his leg, then spins around and hurls him across the field and into the nearby forest, smashing through trees with enough speed and force to utterly pulverize them.
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Izuku swiftly straightens himself, feet digging through the ground and scorching the earth beneath them from the heat of the lighting shrouding his body.
His left hand clenches into a fist, and he draws his arm back just as Kyoka reaches him, her prosthetic arm cocked back.
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The collision of their fists utterly evaporates the surrounding tress and grass, unleashing an immense dome of pure compressed air all around them.
Her other arm whips forward, but Izuku barely dodges it by leaning to the side.
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He whirls around and grabs her outstretched arm, then lifts her in the air and gets ready to judo throw her into the ground.
Only for her arm to phase out of his grip and through his body.
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Her hands smash down on his shoulders with enough force to slam his upper body into the ground.
She flips through the air as his legs tense, then crash down, cratering the ground below him, but he manages to regain his footing and straighten himself once more before Kyoka could get back on the ground.
Seeing the advantage, he throws a punch towards her, his own sweater starting to rip and tear beneath the strain.
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Kyoka's hand dart down to rest on his outstretched fist, then uses it as leverage to whirl around and lash out with her prosthetic leg.
Izuku pales and swiftly bends his body backward, barely dodging the kick and staring with wide eyes as all the trees behind him just… disappear.
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Kyoka jumps away, putting some space between them.
Before rushing back him.
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Izuku breathes in and moves.
His senses sharpen as One for All floods through his whole body.
His sweater is set ablaze as he meets Kyoka's charge with his own.
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Her fist meets his face, and his barely misses.
He knows very well that he has no hope of landing even a single blow on her, no matter how fast he moves.
Because the moment he thinks of moving, she is already moving to intercept his move, and is ready to intercept the next one before he could even think it.
It's a horrifying power akin to future sight, but hers allows her to instantly react to the threat.
Humans generally take 0.25 seconds to react to something.
Izuku can react much, much faster with One for All at full power. Nearly instantaneously.
But Kyoka can. Her reaction is instantaneous.
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Her blows were merciless.
Quick, fast, deadly… yet painless.
No matter where she hit him, he felt no pain, nor damage stacking up.
It took him a bit to realize that she was just erasing the force of the impact once the blow landed.
And it took him even longer to realize she was doing it for him, so to help him get used to this level of speed.
And so he takes the abuse, allowing his senses and body to get used to his Overdrive.
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It felt like entire seconds before he seemingly manages to catch a flow in his stiff movements.
He grasps said flow, and feels a sudden level of clarity fill his mind, and the world slows down once more.
His fist lashes out, cleaving through the air, turning his flesh slightly red.
Kyoka smirks and leans her head out of the way of his fist, then knees him in the guts.
This time he feels the pain, and grins through it.
She whirls around and smashes her feet into his chest, hurling him through the air and across the previous field where they started, then into the forest on the other side.
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He grunts and gets back up through the pain, then breathes in.
And forces his Overdrive to it's limits before launching himself forth as fast as he possibly could.
The world crawls to a halt as he and Kyoka meet up right back where they started.
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He stops on the ground, feeling his skin burn with each one of his movements.
His eyes lock onto Kyoka's, and his right arm is engulfed by a surge of lightning as he punches forth.
He could literally see the shock-wave being created and spread forth.
And then he saw Kyoka's pupils dilate.
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Her arms swim through the air in a way that left him in a trance.
It was like her arms were dancing, flowing.
The trajectory of his punch is somehow diverted without him realizing, too taken by the far too perfect movements.
Her fist crashes against his chest, obliterating the rest of his sweater as dozens of small cuts appear all over his muscular body.
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His follow up attack is blocked by her weird, but far too perfect and entrancing movements, but the next one isn't.
His fist connects with her face, rocking it to the side.
Hers connects with greater force, and he grins.
His blood boils, and his excitement just keeps on growing.
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His hand comes up to catch her wrist, and hers comes up to catch his.
They both grin and pull their heads back.
Then smash them together, obliterating the ground beneath them with the force of the impact, which forces them back a few meters.
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Their bodies blur, and they once more clash.
Each movement is faster, faster than a blur, faster than anything around them.
The dust and debris of many of their previous collisions are still floating through the air.
The world seems to have crawled to a halt, and they are the only ones capable of moving.
And they keep on clashing, exchanging vicious blow for vicious blow, relishing in their sheer speed.
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Her fist crashes into his guts with enough force to lift his feet off the ground.
Her knee comes next, carrying far more weight behind it.
Then she twirls around mid air and lashes out with a kick, sending him flying back through the forest, way faster than the previous times.
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She breathes in, then moves.
Izuku grunts and slams his legs into the ground, the lightning rumbling around him gaining a hint of eight different colors before he launches himself forward once more.
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His line of sight becomes a tunnel.
His body burns and stings from each movement.
Each step he takes utterly pulverizes the ground beneath him, but he moves so fast that the dust and debris barely rise off the crumbled ground.
His right arm becomes enshrouded in nine different colors of lightning as he draws it back.
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Kyoka's own arm glows a blinding white-hot color as she rears it back, a feral grin on her face.
One he mirrors eagerly.
And then their fists collide.
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All Might winces as a horrifying explosion swallows the forest.
Waves of scorching heat rush past the whole camp right after a titanic shock-wave that sent quite a few people flying back or on their asses.
The ground, grass and trees were utterly obliterated by the clash, with the immense heat turning what wasn't destroyed by the shock-wave into ashes.
The students screamed, and All Might felt his hand shaking as he himself barely managed to follow the last half of the high speed fight.
And he couldn't be more proud.
A wave of cool, freezing air suddenly reached them as the immense mushroom cloud disappear, replaced by a frozen and destroyed landscape.
Thankfully the last clash happened far away from them, as the impact point has left behind an immense crater.
He perks up when Kyoka jumps out of the crater, her sweater having completely disappeared, replaced by the dark purple sports bra beneath it.
Izuku jumps out next, holding his probably broken right arm while Kyoka's prosthetic limb is still glowing a blinding white-hot color.
Their classmates cheer loudly and rush forward to either try and tackle their panting and sweaty classmates or to check up on them.
"How much were you able to see?" All Might blinks and turns to Aizawa, surprised to see him standing outside of his sleeping bag instead of inside of it.
He hums softly, noticing the gaping looks from Class 1-B and merely smiling softly at the sight. They were getting big heads again, so they needed a wake-up call.
"I was only able to follow the first half." He confesses, and Aizawa's tired eyes blow wide open at that. "The rest was just a blur." He knew that Kyoka achieved that level of speed through abusing her Evolved Quirk in dozens of different ways.
Instant reaction to everything, launches herself forward by creating a burst of sound behind her and below her feet, amplifying it more and more to go even faster than she already could.
All Might's grin falters slightly when he notices the fired up looks in the eyes of Kyoka's classmates.
Don't they ever tone down on the training?
XxX
Tooru squirms and whines, trying her best not to reach up and remove the blindfold her lover placed around her eyes.
She was just too excited!
A present! Something super duper special that prompted a surprise!
She just wished she could do away with all this waiting! Even though it's only been a minute since Kyoka exited her room…
And then the door opens!
Tooru gasps and squirms in excitement, standing straight with a massive smile on her currently invisible face.
"Ready for your delicious present, my sexy invisible girl?" Kyoka finally speaks up as the door quietly closes and locks up behind her.
Oh dear, has she perhaps put on a sexy outfit?
Her shaft instantly hardens at the several lewd images flashing across her mind, all of them having her sexy lover in several different outfits.
Though the one she loves the most is Kyoka in a rather skimpy schoolgirl uniform.
"Well, I can tell by your skirt floating up that you are more than ready." Kyoka chuckles softly, and Tooru would have blushed from shame at being caught… but she didn't have any.
Being a huge pervert that is part exhibitionist comes with it's perks.
She hears some clothes rustling, making her excitement grow even higher as her invisible shaft throbs painfully between her legs.
And then a warm pair of hands spreads her legs apart, making her gasp softly. "You better brace up honey!" Kyoka giggles, and Tooru barely has time to open her mouth before she moans loudly at the feeling of a warm and wet mouth wrapping around the fat head of her shaft.
Eager, wet and lewd slurping sounds fill the room and her ears as she moans and shivers at the incredible feeling of having over a third of her hard, pulsing and hot shaft gulped down a very eager and tight throat.
Her toes curl as her mouth hangs open, the incredible pleasure melting her mind and making her feel as if her whole body was on fire.
And then her pleasure is heightened even further when a huge pair of jiggly, soft and sweaty breasts wrap around the rest of her hard cock, squeezing it between the deliciously soft meaty mountains.
Wait… Huge breasts?
Her blindfold is yanked off, and Tooru blinks a few times, her head still feeling quite slow from the immense pleasure coming from her lower region.
And then she sees a smirking Kyoka look down at her.
If she's up there… then who's down…
She looks down, then gulps at the incredibly erotic sight of a flushed and sweaty Momo dressed in a very slutty cow-printed bikini, one that clearly doesn't fit her deliciously large curves.
The rich girls eyes were all but glowing with lust as she slurped around her shaft, her lipstick clad lips leaving behind a messy trail of spit and red on her invisible meat.
"Do you like your present?" Her beautiful, amazing lover asks with a smirk, and Tooru gulps loudly, her shaft swelling in size.
The sight is far too erotic and slutty for her to be able to resist.
She instantly cums, releasing a large and fat load straight down Momo's tight throat, making her eyes widen as she chokes slightly… then proceeds to gulp down over half of her large shaft so to not let even a single drop go to waste.
Her eyes cross as hot cum is pumped down her throat, and Tooru all but squeals in pleasure, kneading the covers of the bed as her legs bend and her toes curl from the immense pleasure.
It takes her nearly a minute to come down from her pleasure high, and she shudders and pants when Momo slowly pulls back, letting her still hard shaft slide out of her drooling mouth.
She licks her lips and moans softly, holding her cheeks and shivering. "It tasted so good~!" Kyoka chuckles at the sight, then leans down to roughly spank Momo's ass-cheeks, making the girl moan lewdly, then wiggle her large ass left and right, all but begging for more.
"Best present ever…" Tooru pants, then swiftly tosses away all of her clothes without a care.
Kyoka smirks at her words. "I'm glad you loved it! I just needed to spank this slutty cow a few times to convince her!" Momo all but moans at the degrading name calling, clearly loving being treated like that.
Another spanks lands on her ass, and Kyoka yanks on the leash attached to the collar around Momo's neck. "Come on now, on the bed on all fours and ass up!" Momo shivers, panting in excitement, then does as told and swiftly crawls on the bed in front of Tooru's wide and lust filled eyes.
Kyoka truly pampers her too much!
"Now, beg for it!" Tooru shivers at Kyoka's tone of voice, the smirk on her face showing that she was truly enjoying all of this.
And from the excited pants coming from Momo, she too is enjoying that a lot.
"P-Please use my ass~! Fuck it! Make it yours! Stuff it with your hot cum~!" Momo all but squeals out, her body shivering and glistening with sweat as she wiggles her large behind left and right, her think bikini bottom having been yanked down by Kyoka.
Tooru gulps at the enticing sight, her cock becoming as hard as diamonds as she swiftly turns around and crawls up behind Momo.
She moans and shivers softly as her shaft slides between Momo's fat and jiggly cheeks, which she proceeds to grope and knead roughly, sinking her fingers deep into that fat meat.
Momo moans lewdly as Tooru spanks her, leaving behind a handprint of her own on the already red ass-cheeks.
And then she grabs those curvaceous hips, leans back, then rams her fat, throbbing cock all the way down Momo's tight and awaiting hole.
"Oooooooooo~h!" Momo arches her back, her lewd and loud moan sounding very much like the 'moo' of a cow as Tooru pants hotly, a fire lighting up deep inside of her.
This is her first taste of anal sex… and she already loves it.
The tightness, the heat, the feel… It all felt so good.
It still didn't beat doing it with Kyoka though.
A vibrating pussy can't possibly be defeated.
She pulls her hips back, leaving only the head inside, then slams her hips forward once more, a meaty clap filling the room as she does so.
She grins as Momo's ass-cheeks ripple from the meaty impact, and she does it again and again, watching as that large and meaty behind wobble each time she fucks it.
Her sexy and smirking lover leans behind her, reaching up to grope and knead at her own huge and invisible breasts from behind, making her mewl against her even as Momo loud and squealing moans fill her ears.
"Moore! Fuck my ass harder! Oooh! Sho goood!" How did this slut go unnoticed for this long?
Tooru leans her head to the side, her lips meeting her lover's hungry ones, their tongues rolling against each other as she keeps ramming her hips forward.
Her nipples are pinched and her bouncing breasts are groped roughly by her lover, her very touch making her skin burn in delight and pleasure.
Kyoka breaks the kiss with a hum, a lazy smirk on her face as she looks back down at the moaning and screaming Momo, who was currently throwing her large ass back eagerly, all but begging for more.
"And to think she's the first of many…" Kyoka muses, and Tooru shivers.
"I love you…" She mewls out, and Kyoka smiles sweetly at her. "You pamper me too much." At that Kyoka shrugs with a snort before she crawls around Momo, staring at the perfect and lewd ahegao on her face.
Before spreading her legs and leaning back, letting Momo happily eat her out.
The sight makes Tooru just a bit jealous, so she leans forward, rolls her hips a bit, then starts lifting her hips, and smashing them back down.
Momo's squeals reach an even higher pitch, and the meaty clapping sounds grow stronger and louder as Tooru pants and grunts, putting all of her strength and weight behind each thrust, hammering her fat and throbbing cock as deep as possible.
Her walls clench down around her shaft once she changes position, making Tooru shiver and grunt, her orgasm drawing closer once more.
So she straightens her back slightly, pulls on Momo's hair, and gives the last few thrusts her all, making the slutty masochist below her squeal and moan throatily before ramming her cock as deep as possible and releasing an even bigger load deep inside of ass.
"Fuck…" She grunts, shivering as she releases her load, drooling slightly from the pleasure. "She feels so good…" Tooru pants, giving the fat cheeks one last spank before slowly pulling out, allowing her invisible seed to spill out as Momo slumps on her back.
She pants heavily with a dreamy smile on her face, one that swiftly disappears when Kyoka moves.
The smirk on her face sends chills down both Tooru's and Momo's spine, and Momo could only watch as her own hard shaft is grasped, then straddled.
"You didn't think it's already over, did you?" Kyoka asks, her smirk gaining a feral hint to it. "I did promise to give you the ride of your life, no?" She licks her lips, and Momo whimpers as her leash is grasped once more.
She nods weakly, fear and excitement filling her eyes as Tooru leans to the side, already knowing what's coming.
"Good. Then buckle the fuck up!" Kyoka hums, then grunts as she sinks herself down Momo's hard and throbbing shaft. "And try not to pass out, 'kay?"
And then her tight walls started vibrating.
Momo saw stars.
XxX
His phone starts ringing just as he was about to hit the hay, making him raise a curious brow.
The phone number is unknown… yet he still answers it, finding a kind of guilty pleasure from just shutting the phone on people faces when he doesn't know who they are.
Especially if it's from call centers. Those guys call him far too many times…
"Heyo~ little brother!" Shoto instantly perks up as Dabi's- No, as Touya's voice rings out from the other side.
He had so many questions to ask him, but the most important one right now is…
"How did you get my number?" He asks flatly, and Touya snorts faintly.
"I snuck into our place and stole it off Fuyumi's phone." Touya explains lazily, making Shoto's eyebrow twitch slightly. "Her search history is full of cats! And so is her gallery! I fucking hate cats, they remind me of that weird psycho bitch with a knife…" What has his brother been through since he disappeared?
And why does he not want to meet this 'weird psycho bitch with a knife'?
"You know, there's something called 'privacy'."
"Fuck that shit. I'm the oldest in the crib, I require blackmail material for when I get back to bully the shit outta y'all."
"I'm sure you also miss mom's spicy cooking. I'll tell her to save a big plate just for your return.
"You fucking monster…" This time Shoto is the one to snort, a cocky grin on his face.
Who knew that his mother dangerous cooking could be used as a weapon...
"So, what did you call me for?" He highly doubted it was just to share a chat, not that he minded.
Since he had released that video of his, showing his past and pretty much revealing Endeavor's disgusting actions to the whole world, his whole family had been… nervous.
Everyone thought Touya had died back then, a sort of suicide from Quirk misfire, or he ended up caught in his own flames and couldn't escape.
And now it turns out that he survived, and that he is a villain, with quite a lot of kills on his record.
His brother and sister are nervous, but his mother… she just wants Touya back home as soon as possible.
She still feels like what happened to him is because of her failings as a mother… But there was nothing she could do to stop that monster.
Touya sighs softly. "I need your help, lil' bro." Shoto instantly sits up, grabbing the training clothes by the foot of the bed and already moving to put them on.
"I got a target, but I can't bring 'em down by myself." Touya sighs, and Shoto pauses and frowns.
"What do you need my help with?"
"I need your help in committing an act of vigilantism at it's finest."
"What's the mission?"
"Free a little girl from a hell even worse than the one we experienced."
Tongues of cyan fire swim up from Shoto's body, his lone blue eye glowing in the dark.
"Send me your position, I'll be there as soon as possible." He states, and Touya chuckles softly before cutting the call.
His clothes are on the very next second, together with a big black hoodie that Kirishima had forced him to buy sometime ago so to be 'hood buddies' or something like that.
He grabs his phone and checks the position Touya sent him, then exits his room and makes his way downstairs.
The lobby is empty, so exiting the dorms is easy, same for walking down the path.
He knows that Nezu is most definitely watching, and that the rodent is most definitely aware of what he is going to do…
But since he isn't being stopped, that means that he has Nezu's support.
He kind of feels pity for the villains he is going to face now.
He blinks when his phone starts ringing in his hands, and he looks down and raises a surprised eyebrow when he sees that the caller is actually Kyoka.
Of course she'd have heard his call. Her hearing is terrifying, even through the soundproofed walls of the dormitory.
He answers without hesitation.
"Be careful, dumbass." He smiles warmly at that, turning to send a look towards the dorms.
"Of course. I'll be back by morning." He promises, and she hums softly at that.
"You better. I don't want to lose you too." His smile grows warmer as the phone call ends, and he chuckles softly to himself.
He shakes his head and starts walking back down the path, a smile on his face.
And a layer of frost left in his wake.
A.N.: Been a while since I wrote this! Fock do I still love writing it! Also yes, Shoto is gonna run Overhaul's pockets. I'm so excited to write that!
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