Here we go with chapter 3. This is the final chapter before the stuff in chapter 1 of the manga goes down, hope you like it. Wasn't entirely sure how to end this chapter but I found a away by introducing a character that will be Izuku's most reliable ally throughout the story. Enjoy.


Chapter 3 Your limits are your own

Izuku Midoriya is now 12 years old, And has come a very long way in his five years of training at the dojo. He has essentially completed his training in all of his disciplines receiving his black belts in Karate, Taekwondo and Jiu Jitsu respectively and as for Wing Chun and Muay Thai, He is very proficient. He even had his own nafuda added to the wall of students who completed their training at the dojo. It was such an accomplishment that he, Inko and the masters went out for a celebratory dinner, Keizo insisted he had to treat his favorite disciple. The masters knew Izuku would never stop training and sharpening his skills but were still surprised when he said he would keep coming back to the dojo to train. As Keizo has said many times " Training never ends" and in his own words he wasn't strong enough yet and Rising Sky had become a second home to him.

"Good to see we're not done with you yet, there's still a lot left to teach you kid." Michiko stated delightedly.

"Yes, you may even be ready to learn some of our personal techniques." Keizo said, both delighting and horrifying his student.

Once again his training had become absolute hell, Michiko was trying to teach him something called the Inner eye, a technique that allows the user to perceive and predict the movements of an opponent. If mastered, you can tell what someone is going to do even before they do it by taking in the overall visual of your opponent, becoming aware of breathing, slight movements and their next attack. There are two ways of doing this, the first is to keep a calm mind and read your opponent. The second way is mentally hyping yourself to read an opponent, both Keizo and Michiko figured Izuku would be best with the former method.

Keizo had begun to teach Izuku a technique in which he called the perfect defense, it's called the Seikuken and it's a very handy and valuable technique to know. The Principle involves controlling the entire radius around one's arms, basically making a spherical shield around the user. Controlling everything in that radius makes for excellent offense and defense and there are ten levels to learning it. Izuku added these new regimens to his training though he knew it would be tough, but what was new about that.

Crack! "31," crack! "32," crack! "33," Izuku, now 13 years old, was doing one of his usual training exercises, he was doing one armed push ups while his arms and legs were balancing on two foot posts while Keizo used a small bamboo stick to swat at his arm and knock him off his balance at unpredictable times. This was a form of training he's done many times but as of the past few weeks his entire body has been acting weird. "50!" Izuku having finished fifty reps with each hand and dodged all of Keizo's swings it was time to move on to training with Michiko. Today she had the usual, using cones and having him jet from one to another at various angles and tossing in one or several balls to make him catch before they hit the ground.

His training had once again stepped up and his morning routine had become harder as well, now he was doing 300 push ups, situps, squats and a 25km run. It was harder when he lived at the dojo during breaks because they would make him train with weights and Keizo would join him on his run. But not in a running partner kind of way, more of a tying a big tire to Izuku while Keizo sat on it as he ran kind of way, he hadn't acclimated to the new routine but rolled with it anyway because according to his master it was a hell he brought upon himself.

After finishing his training for the day Izuku's body was in complete agony and while he normally welcomed it, the intense pain that ran through his body with every movement he made just made it hard to even function. But he was still moving his body somehow, it was almost as if he were a ghost. He keeps moving despite the pain he's in but it's like he doesn't feel it.

Cough cough, he buries his face into his arm. Taking note of the blood stains on his shirt, this had become another recurring oddity over the past couple of weeks.

Flashback two months ago

Izuku was currently doing a rather unorthodox exercise, he was walking upside down across the edges of several giant pots and doing an upside down push up at the center of each while Michiko sat crisscrossed on his feet. He had done nine laps of this already and he had eleven more to go but when he went for a push up to end his tenth lap it happened.

Crack! The teacher sitting on his feet noticed as everytime Izuku went for another rep she would hear the same cracking sound. His reps also seemed to be getting harder but she figured it was just because she was sitting on him and they increased his laps. She took note of how she still heard the cracking sound while she ran Izuku through his speed drills. Her student insisted he was fine so she left it alone that day, but the next day when he was training with Keizo, Izuku was doing full upside down sit ups while his teacher fans a small fire below him.

"100" Izuku said, flipping himself off the bar to face his sensei.

"So you wanna go fishing? I can move on to the next level of learning the seikuken. I just need to" cough, cough, cough, Izuku instinctively buries his face in his arm and is shocked by what he sees on his shirt.

"That can't be good?" Said a wide eyed Izuku turning to face his master.

What, what is it?" Keizo asked concerned among seeing the blood on his student they immediately went down to the clinic though Izuku said he was fine, his teacher wasn't taking any chances and forced him to do a CT scan which surprisingly showed no internal bleeding and he isn't showing any symptoms of known diseases so they dropped it and got back to training. They went to the river to catch fish as part of his seikuken training.

Two days later Izuku is doing some co-training with his masters. He is currently on a post doing one legged squats while holding two heavy jars with his hands fully stretched out to the sides while his masters look at him worriedly, not because he started struggling after his thirtieth rep but because of the very concerning cracking sound they were hearing on every rep.

Crack! "39!" Crack! "40! Crack "41!" Izuku grunted as continued his workout.

Michiko looks to her brother saying what's been on her mind for the last few minutes, "You'd know better than me so, is it normal for his bone to be cracking like that? And even more so should they be this loud for us to hear them?"

"No, no it isn't, and no they should not. But Izuku says he's fine and I've inspected him and given him an Xray and there is nothing wrong with his bones or joints." He said casually, still unable to make sense of his disciples' changes.

After finishing his fiftieth rep izuku drops down from the post, letting the pain have him as he falls on his back.

"You ok kid?"

"Yeah sensei, just need to lay here for a while."

"Rest is good, but the cracking noises and the coughing up blood don't concern you at all?"

"Not that it's not concerning, I just feel fine. I'm in pain all the time but it's a good kind of pain. I don't mind it, it just means I'm getting stronger.

Keizo could only chuckle and smile at that response. "Yeah sure, let's just chalk this up to you being on the virg of breaking your limits, you've done it before after all. Just let us know if it gets too tough Izuku."

"Will do."

End Flashback

Izuku was currently sitting in the main house with his two masters having some tea and relaxing after a long day of training. Today he did something he didn't do too often, which was having a sparring match with one of his teachers. Michiko beat the crap out of him under the guise that it was training for his inner eye, but she was too fast and hit him way too hard for him to predict any of her movements. He was also covered in several bee stings on his body from his seikuken training, Keizo took him to a cliff where he had to balance himself on three rocks while his master poked a hole in a bees nest and they went straight for him and not his master. Dodging the bees was part of the training, this was a very long day.

Izuku taking a sip of tea looked at Keizo, "Master, I know you said as far as my disciplines go there's nothing else to learn but do you think there is anything i'm still missing?

Keizo took in his student's words, actually surprised this question came up and the fact that it took so long. "Izuku, admittedly I'm surprised we're even having this conversation, especially considering how long we've been training together. At this point if there's anything you're missing, it would be your own style."

"My own style."

"Yes, Your own style. Despite the fact that you've learned several martial arts you still don't have your own style. You tend to use your disciplines interchangeably when you should invent a style suited for you that incorporates everything you've learned."

Izuku thinks back to all the training he's done for the past six years and ponders what his style could be. "It sounds pretty hard."

"No. It's actually really easy." Keizo bluntly stated before taking a sip of tea.

"Wait really?" the boy asked, shocked.

"Yes." came in a voice he registered as Michiko's, and then came the pain. "Because with all that you've been learning from day one inventing your own style would have been so laughably simple it's frustrating you haven't done it by now! " the brown haired woman stated as she continued hitting him with a bokken.

"Ok! I'm sorry I'll get on it! He pleaded, shielding his head while Keizo smiles watching this madness unfold.

One week later

Just as the masters said the training to create his own style was incredibly easy and training and sparring with the masters made it even easier. He now has his own fighting style that incorporates all his disciplines and according to Keizo he's close to finding his seikuken. That's why he's here training in the woods behind the compound, perfecting his form to it's up most brilliance. The pain of each day has faded a bit, the cracking in his bone has stopped and hasn'r coughed up blood in a while so safe to say he got over whatever that was about.

He was throwing a series of punches, kicks, chops, incorporating knee and elbow strikes and Jiu Jitsu motions, the speed of his attacks were a blur to all who couldn't follow them. He finished his warm up and got serious, using some image training he threw attacks as if he were actually fighting someone, he attacked, blocked and countered his mind opponent then going for a finishing punch with all his strength what happened next shocked him.

Boom! A shockwave blasted from his fist the wind pressure tearing through the forest in front of him, uprooting trees and leaving a scar of destruction that stretched for at least 60 meters.

"Woah!...Woah!...Woah! That happened! How did that happen! How did I do that! Wait, did my quirk just manifest? Is this because of my training! I gotta figure this out! Senseeeeeei!

Finding Keizo and bringing him back to the scene the master was shocked at what he found, a line of destruction that according to Izuku came from one punch. He asked Izuku to repeat this same attack and upon doing so the shockwave produced increased the line of destruction to 70 meters.

"Odd, very odd, how does it feel when you do that Izuku?" The master asked curiously.

"It just feels like I'm just throwing a powerful punch!" The boy said still in shock at the whole situation.

"Try a powerful kick."

Doing as his master said Izuku performed a roundhouse kick with all his strength, what followed next was a blade of wind that went flying straight ahead slicing down several trees before dissipating.

"Interesting, very interesting. Keizo said, holding his chin. "I'm no quirk doctor, but given what I know about quirk test's and having X rayed you on several occasions I'm pretty sure this isn't a quirk. Go see a quirk doctor but first lets run some tests here first, I have a theory.

"What kind of tests?"

Keizo looked at his student with a warm, welcoming smile before speaking. "Let's fight."

"What!" Izuku said, slightly horrified.

"Relax Izuku I wont be going all out but I want you to, these changes in you are interesting, as your teacher I want to know what you are and could be capable of." He said in a calm reassuring tone.

The master and student prepared to fight where they now stood, luckily this area was a pretty wide open space, even more so now that Izuku had leveled a good bit of it. They both take their respective stances, staring at each other for a moment and it began. Izuku's speed technique had drastically improved over the past two years, now his speed was just below mach 4. He rushed toward his master and threw a series of punches at him, but the master caught and blocked every blow, catching one of Izuku's punches with his flat palm and using his momentum to bring him closer then bringing his other arm to his student's waist Keizo flips him over his shoulder tossing him into the air. Izuku spins in the air to correct himself, bending his knees when he lands, looking forward where his master should be only to be met with a knee to the forehead Sending him flipping a good distance away. He gains his footing and jumps into the air, looking down he scans the ground for his master, finding him standing in the same place he kneed him.

Landing a few feet from his teacher, Izuku get's back in his stance. He charges the master again using a combo of kicks but Keizo blocks his side kick, tossing it to the side before sweeping Izuku's balancing leg making him hit the ground hard. Izuku flips back up, going after Keizo with a series of fast, powerful blows which the master dodges or deflects, speeding up his assault Izuku gets closer and closer to the master, in one circular motion izuku launches a hard punch to his teacher's chest. Putting his left hand behind his right Keizo catches it, tossing his hand up Izuku is left open for two flying front kicks to the chin bringing him off the ground, and in that same motion Keizo spins in the air and connects a flying side kick to Izuku's gut sending him back and knocking the air out of him.

Izuku was nowhere near tired or done after standing back up he rushed his sensei again, he gets close, closer than Keizo had let him get before, he throws a right punch that is deflected than a left that gets blocked, Izuku connects a quick kick to Keizo's shin that clearly stuns him. He takes this moment to finally strikeback, grabbing his masters head he pulls him into a Kao Loi, but instead of pulling his head back the master pulls it forward than down, the student's knee completely missing, Keizo does a full flip and his feet lock behind Izuku's head, "Your doing good, keep it up young one." he said before pulling back he slams him head first into the ground.

Getting back on his feet, Keizo back flips landing about ten feet from his still down disciple, who's head had left a noticeable impact crater in the ground." Hm, was that too much." The older man wondered, but his worries were proven unfounded when Izuku jumped back up. They went back to trading blows. Not only were Izuku's attacks strong and fast to begin with but they seemed to be getting stronger and faster. With their difference in skill dodging or deflecting his student's attacks wasn't too difficult a task but he was finding blocking them undesirable, Izuku throws a chop that gets deflected, the master spins and connects a reverse elbow to the back of his student's head sending him to the ground once again. Izuku flips forward and comes back again with a flurry of punches that get deflected, ending it with an elbow strike that gets caught, he was just barely able to use a back flip to dodge the high front kick that was coming for his face. Unbeknownst to Izuku his feet had made impressions in the ground when he landed.

Calming his mind, and though it wasn't perfect, Izuku attempted to use the seikuken. His master, noticing the change in his student also initiated the technique, slowly inching towards each other with their eyes locked, once within range of each other they attacked at once. It was a blur of punches, blocks, counters and dodging at such a close range that any untrained spectators would be mesmerized and mistake this for a serious fight. Going at this for over a minute, the speed and power of his attacks as well his reaction times increasing, Izuku uses the inner eye. Seeing the full range of his master and becoming honed in on his rhythm, speed and technique and even his breathing, Izuku finds reading and predicting his masters moves easier, especially since neither of them have broken eye contact since the initial exchange. Stopping a right punch with a flat palm and dodging a left, he catches a right chop then hooking his master's elbow, spinning and pulling on his gi he goes for a slam but to his shock he only sees a shirt. Sensing the incoming strike he was just able to jump out of the way of his master's incoming kick from above.

The two get back into stance and Keizo rushes first with Izuku just barely able to block and dodge his strikes, he gets a hand on both his master's wrist but before he could do anything Keizo grabs onto him and he takes two knees and a back flip kick to the chin forcing him to let go and sending him in the air. Izuku flips to correct and comes at the master again.

"Stop!" Keizo calmly said with an outstretched hand

Izuku had to take a couple breaths to relax and fully register his master words as he was still in battle mode. "Wait, are we done with the test?" "Yes, I've seen all I need to see. Look around Izuku", the master gestured to the area and upon inspection of their battleground the greenette could see craters, impressions and cracks in the earth as if an earthquake came through all around them, the green haired boy just looked around dumbfounded. "How did this happen? He asked, genuinely wanting to know how this happened, "This happened mostly from the shockwaves from our fight." Keizo calmly assures his student.

"You've advanced far in such a short time Izuku, though I was holding back, I can tell from fighting you that your body has changed considerably, where once your fist's felt like and unmoveable mountain that will forever stand, and now your fist's feel like a vast ocean with bottomless depths." The master had a theory but medical science couldn't prove it, and if it was true Izuku would have to get far stronger to test it and they would need to confirm that he was still quirkless. Holding his chin and gathering his thoughts he looked at his student who was still processing his teacher's words. "Izuku, have you ever heard of the limiter?" he asked. "No sensei, this is the first time i'm hearing of it." Keizo gathered his words before responding to his student, "Well the theory is that every living being has a certain limitation to their growth, no matter how hard a creature tries it can't grow stronger than it's biological limitations allow it to. Human being's are kind of a small exception to this as unlike other animals we can change ourselves, be stronger, run faster, jump higher but we all each have our limitations. Now, this is just a theory. But I think with the extensive training you've done essentially everyday for the past six years, you've managed to remove yours."

The greenette upon hearing his master's words brought on one specific question. "So, does that mean my power is infinite?" He asked genuinely, wondering what his master thought.

Giving his student a stern look before speaking, "No, I wouldn't go that far. Your strength isn't infinite but your ability to get stronger is. Far beyond what should be humanly possible."

"I see, so what now?"

"Obviously you get stronger and refine your technique, but not so strong that you can't control it!" He said in a stern voice, ending this statement by pointing in the direction of the path of destruction he had made almost forty minutes ago.

"But don't forget to go see a quirk doctor asap." The master stated before they began to walk back to the compound.

After giving Inko the news she took Izuku to a quirk doctor and got the confirmation that he was still indeed quirkless. So now he would just keep doing what he'd always done and if Keizo's theory panned out then so be it. He was right about being able to control his strength; he didn't want to have an accident like in the woods in the future. So he got back to training, after a few more months he finally mastered the seikuken and the inner eye. He would be applying to U.A and until that time he would do everything in his power to be the most well rounded applicant he could be. He continued his training at the dojo having intense sparring matches with the masters in order to test and measure his strength. He got stronger, faster, his technique, control, perception and reflexes improved every week. For some reason his hearing got a lot better too, he was able to pick up on an conversation in the courtyard at school despite being on the second floor and hearing all the chatter in his own class. He even took the time out to invent his own super moves for both close, long range and even aerial combat.

It was just a normal morning at Aldera Middle School, students were mingling among themselves before class was to start. Izuku scrolled through his phone looking through the latest hero highlights enjoying a very peaceful morning until it was brutally interrupted.

"Deku! I'm getting real tired of you ducking me, you useless nerd!"

Turning around and responding begrudgingly "Hello Kacchan, how are you this morning?

"Don't give me that shit idiot, I told you to come down to the shitty beach so I can kick your ass!

Merely nodding and acknowledging his word, "Yes you did." the blond shot a deadly glare, "Why didn't you do it? You scared?" He goated, just another of many attempts to make Izuku fight him since his loss two years ago. "Well I had training and you know how it is, nothing is more important than that." "Bullshit! You keep running from me because you're a damn coward you loser!" He growled, very much on the verge of exploding. Letting out a deep sigh, "I've told you over and over again, my strength is meant to help and protect people, it will never be used to stroke my own ego or belittle others."

"Is that what that bushy brow bastard says?"

"No, those are my own words."

Looking down at the sitting greenette before going to his own desk, "It doesn't matter what you learn at that shitty dojo, you'll never be better than me."

"How many times do I have to say I don't care about that, and the dojo wasn't so shitty when you wanted to join was it?" Izuku stated, making the explosive teen glare at him, forcing him to remember an unpleasant memory.

It was about a week after their fight two years ago, at first when he came to and realized he lost his emotion was unsurprisingly pure rage. Not only had deku beat him, but he had been training both his body and a speed quirk he'd been hiding for years, how far had he climbed, and how much better was his quirk than his own. He demanded his mother find out where deku had been training and take him there. Mitsuki after getting the name of the dojo from Inko, she and her son went over to talk to the masters about katsuki getting similar training. When they got there both were impressed at seeing a dozen people practicing forms in the courtyard and the little blonde was excited to learn these things, combine them with his quirk and put useless deku in his place. Speaking of useless deku, the blondes saw him practicing on the far end of the property, locking eyes and the blonde boy shooting a glare before he entered the dojo with his mother.

"What do you mean NO!" Mitsuki Bakugo wanted an answer from the brown haired woman who just denied her son.

"Like I said, no." Michiko Tabihara responded calmly in a way that only her brother could rival. He has a look in his eyes that I don't like, and I can tell just from looking at him he's not the type to uphold the standards we honor here." Katsuki glared at the older women "You won't let me in but you'll train that quirkless deku! That doesn't make any sense!

Michiko looked at the angry child with a raised eyebrow, "Quirkless deku? I assume you mean Izuku, and I also assume you're the boy he knocked out the other day, yeah he told me", she bluntly stated as his glare deepened.

"Ok, hypothetically we took you on and trained you, what would you do with it?"

A arrogant grin spread across his lips, "I would use it to be the strongest hero ever, I'd kill any villain I faced and never lose to anyone and I'd surpass All Might!"

That's why , good day.

Even after he was rejected by the dojo he's made dozens of attempts to get Izuku to fight him again over the past two years. However the grennette always found a way to avoid him, one time he even came to the dojo yelling for Izuku to come out and fight him, but after getting the literal toss from Keizo he second guessed ever coming back to the dojo.

The bell rings as the teacher enters the class, "All right class let's take our seats." The class adjusts preparing for the day, "alright kids, first of all we have a new transfer student and today is his first day at Aldera, lets make our new student feel welcome, that's your cue. In walks a handsome boy who is above average height with light grey hair and brown eyes, he steps in front of the class to introduce himself.

"Hello, my name is Takumi Fujuwara, I'm a leo, I like playing basketball and Inventing things, my dream is to be a great inventor, one who can help the world with his creations and I hope we can get along and be friends." the boy said, with an aura of confidence.

"Great, another nerd." Bakugo said under his breath

"Fujiwara got perfect scores on his entrance exams, english, math, science, I'm sure many of you can learn from his example." The teacher stated.

This statement got Izuku interested in his new classmate, he currently had the top marks in his year so the new guy could definitely be an academic rival. He also said he's an inventor, definitely something to talk about later.


And that ends chapter 3. Full disclosure, Izuku has broken his limiter. I decided that since Izuku was so young when he started his training it would take him longer to achieve the same results as Saitama, keep in mind it he started doing saitamas training on top of his own training when he was 10 so 3 years to break his limiter just makes more sense to me, and he'll only get stronger. next chapter will begin Izuku's journey and introduce his love, see you then.