(11 years later: Aldera Junior High)

As the teacher started to lecture students about the importance of planning for their futures, Izuku scribbled away at his notebook and was finishing up the sketch of Mt. Lady that he had started this morning while she was fighting a villain with a gigantification quirk. He personally didn't see the point in listening to the lecture, it was the same one given year after year, teacher after teacher. Besides, he, Kacchan, Itsuka, and Ibara had already planned for their futures when they were younger. The next step after middle school would be to go to UA, and the overall endgame was to become a pro hero.

Izuku nodded to himself upon seeing the now completed Mt. Lady sketch, before turning a few pages to work on another. The page he had stopped on made him pause for a second, before he cracked a smile. Littering two pages were sketches of his three friends in various poses with different expressions. For example, one was of Itsuka hanging upside down from a tree branch, one was of Ibara nursing a baby bird back to health, and one was of Kacchan flipping him off. While that sketch itself didn't bring him much joy, the memory of showing it to Mitsuki and her explosive freakout was one he would cherish forever.

It still amazed him how much has happened ever since he was a kid. While he was still saddened to this day over Mei moving away to America, a lot of good has happened to him. Meeting and being trained by pros like Death Arms, Gunhead, and Ingenium, befriending Itsuka, Ibara, Rumi, and lastly, how much he has improved not only his body and mind, but his quirk as well.

"Oi, nerd!" Bakugo shouted before kicking his desk, snapping Izuku out of his thoughts. "Stop daydreaming and let's go, the bell rang!"

Noticing that the classroom was emptying out since the school day had just officially ended, Izuku nodded before getting up and grabbing his bag. The duo exited the class and walked out the front doors of the school, the bright sun nearly blinding them after being locked inside for so long.

"Are you still coming over tonight?"

"Eh, depends. Is Auntie cooking or are you gonna try to assassinate me again?" Bakugo asked, causing Izuku to roll his eyes.

"My cooking isn't that bad, Kacchan," he tried to argue, and the raised eyebrow he got back in return made him sigh in defeat. "She's cooking."

"Thank fuck. Yeah I'll be over, just gotta run to the store and pick some shit up. You coming with me?"

"After what happened last time? No thanks, I'd rather just head home," Izuku replied, shivering at the memory of the last time they went to the store together. He still hoped that the poor old woman was doing alright.

"Pftt, if you're thinking of that old woman then she deserved what happened. She was like 100 years old and eats fucking mush, there was no reason she needed that many peppers."

"I can see your lips moving but all I can hear is 'I'm a little bitch who attacks old people'," Izuku joked, before jumping to the side to avoid the incoming punch. "Too slow!"

"We'll see about that later tonight fucker. You'll be trapped with me in your house all night, and your little girlfriends won't be there to save you!" Bakugo shouted as he crossed the street, causing Izuku to stutter out a response as his cheeks reddened. "Ha! You stuttered, which means I won this round! Fuck you!" Bakugo shouted while walking further away, causing the green haired teen to sigh.

"Asshole," Izuku whispered to himself as he continued his walk home. Sadly he heard this morning that his usual route was undergoing construction, which meant he had to take a completely new route.

The teen couldn't help it as a feeling of unease crept upon him while walking through an old tunnel. The mixture of it becoming darker the further he went inside, the countless graffiti that plagued the walls, and the scratches and cracks from people who used their quirks illegally here for fun made his walking speed increase ever so slightly.

He felt as if he was being watched, making his hairs stand on end.

"You'll make a perfect skin-suit for me to hide in kid," a rough and gritty voice spoke from behind. Freezing, he whipped around and watched, horrified, as green sludge began oozing its way up from the sewer. It twisted and turned, its height nearing the ceiling of the tunnel. Yellow eyes filled with malice stared down at him, a manic grin forming and showing its jagged and broken teeth.

'A villain!' Izuku thought to himself, his body moving before he could think. He spun around and ran away as quickly as he could, knowing the villain had a type advantage over him. He'd seen plenty of videos of heroes fighting people with similar quirks, and knew that fire, ice, and wind type elemental quirks were the best at combating them.

No matter how fast he ran, he could feel something wrapping around his legs, causing him to trip and fall down onto the ground. He tried clawing at the ground, but it didn't help as he was pulled backwards before landing in the sludge mass.

"This'll only take a second," the villain cackled, cold and taunting.

Izuku could feel his mouth ripped open, before sludge began piling inside him. The teen struggled, trying to grab fistfuls and throwing it away, but it didn't help. With every second passing, he found it more and more difficult to breathe as he felt himself slowly losing consciousness.

As he died, all Izuku could think about were his friends and family that he'd never see again, or how he wouldn't be able to keep any of his promises. He'd never see his mother, or Kacchan, Itsuka, Ibara…Mei.

The manhole cover behind them suddenly flew into the air and clanged against the ground. Eyes widening, the slime villain stopped his killing of Izuku and turned around, fear replacing the malice his eyes once held.

"Have no fear, for you are safe," All Might announced, right foot slamming into the concrete below. "Now that I am here!"

The sludge villain panicked as it formed several hands, each shooting towards the hero at a great speed. All Might ducked under each attack with ease, before he rushed at the villain. Foot stomping his into the ground yet again, All Might raised his fist as wind surrounded him.

"Texas Smash!" He shouted, punching his fist forward and whipping up wind, sending a cyclone of air towards the villain at an incredible speed. The slime villain was literally blown away from Izuku, its liquid body scattered throughout the tunnel like paint.

Izuku no longer felt himself in his sludge villain as he fell to the ground. Opening his eyes, the last thing he saw was All Might in his Texas Smash pose before he finally fell to the ground, unconscious.

It could've been seconds before he came to, or minutes, or maybe even hours, he didn't know. All he knew was that someone was gently smacking his cheek in order to get him awake. Opening his eyes, he nearly had a stroke when the first thing he saw was All Might's smiling face beaming down at him.

"Glad to see you're finally awake! I thought I lost you there!" He smiled.

A scream escaped Izuku as he crawled back away from the number one pro hero, countless questions and thoughts running through his mind as the number one hero All Might stared at him with his famous, golden smile.

What had happened to the villain? Were they safe? Why in the fuck was All Might standing here before him?!

"Don't worry, I have apprehended the villain!" All Might spoke as if he just read Izuku's mind, and held up two plastic bottles to show that yes, he had indeed captured the sludge villain. "Sorry about that! I didn't mean to get you caught up in my justicing, usually I pay more attention to keeping bystanders safe, but it turns out this city's sewer system is pretty difficult to navigate!" He laughed loudly. When he saw Izuku just stare at him, he continued. "As an apology I gave you an autograph and placed it on the back pages of that journal you had with it. I apologize for not asking first but you were unconscious when I did so."

All Might was apologizing to him?! Wait until he told Kacchan!

Wait, autograph?!

Grabbing onto his journal and opening it up to the last pages, he screamed again when he saw that, yes, All Might had used two pages to give him one giant autograph. Izuku felt that he could now die happily.

"T-Thank you! Thank you so much!" Izuku began bowing like his life depended on it, going on and on about how it would be passed down to generation and generation as an heirloom.

All Might just gave a thumbs up.

"Glad to make your dreams come true! Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta get this villain to the police as soon as possible and then continue my route! Evil never stops, and neither do I!" He laughed, before he started doing some stretches to prepare himself for takeoff.

He…had to go? No! Izuku had so many personal and professional questions to ask! He couldn't just go, not now!

Izuku watched his squat and stretch, and made up his mind, before All Might could jump and get away.

He'd hitch a ride!

Still relatively the same, minor fixes/changes. hope y'all are still enjoying! Also i'm taking donations via kofi and is anyone is interested! just DM me and i'll tell you my email or kofi name :)

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