"You should know better than to try and duel with me," Izuku growled.

"Well doing reckless shit is what I do best," Katsuki shrugged.

"Last chance, back down," the cracks in Izuku's skin began to grow more prominent.

"Not. Happening."

Katsuki jumped up and shot himself forward with an explosion, slamming his knee into Izuku's jaw. His face moved with Katsuki's knee but that was about all the reaction Izuku gave to the blow.

Almost faster than he could blink, Izuku grabbed Katsuki's leg and threw him into the air, before leaping up to follow him. Katsuki used his explosions to reorientate himself and hit Izuku with a hammer kick.

Ignoring the kick entirely, Izuku once again grabbed Katsuki's leg and threw him downward, but he managed to stop himself from falling in the lake below. If he got wet, Katsuki wouldn't stand a chance.

Izuku, however, did fall into the lake, when he emerged a few seconds later, most of the blood had been dragged off his arms, leaving red tinted skin.

His real knuckles and fingertips were replaced by a red membrane with white veins, and the same red cracks on his forehead and around his eyes now ran up and down his arms.

Izuku walked up and punched Katsuki square in the jaw, making a few droplets of his blood fly onto the pavement.

"I'm not even trying, because I don't want to hurt you. I'm going to give you one more chance to give up before I really lose it," Izuku said through clenched teeth.

Katsuki spit out more blood and chuckled, "Nah," he grinned.

"Bakugou, do you really think that you can beat me into submission?!" Izuku yelled.

"Don't have to, I was just stalling till the cavalry arrived."

Almost as if on cue, a blur shot up from the ground and uppercutted Izuku, sending him flying a few feet away.

Katsuki looked up to see a broad-shouldered man extending a hand to him, he looked like Tin-Tin with his large, completely blue eyes and blonde hair.

The man wore a white body suit with tight fitting blue pants, a digital plate sat on his chest with a '1,000,000' displayed on it in yellow writing, I'm addition he wore red gloves, red combat boots, a red cape, and a yellow visor over his eyes.

"Mirio Togata, third year and member of the Big Three!" He smiled.

Katsuki took Mirio's hand and pulled himself up, "Katsuki Bakugou."

Katsuki then became aware of multiple new presences behind him: all of the UA faculty, and two more people he didn't recognize, one a girl with long, pale blue hair, and the other wearing a white hood that shrouded his face.

The girl wore a light blue spandex suit with a large white stripe going down the middle, and dark blue arms and legs, she wore two massive blue cloth gauntlets, and her hair was styled up into two horns.

The hooded man wore a baggy, deep purple jumpsuit with two white stripes running down the sides, black boots and a yellow utility belt.

"This is truly a gruesome sight," All Might lamented, grimacing at the pools of blood and piles of bodies.

"I knew I smelled something wrong with this kid," Hound Dog growled.

Izuku pushed himself up and gritted his teeth, "If only you knew," he whispered.

"Come again?" Snipe asked.

In an instant Izuku was upon them and body slammed the cowboy hero across the room, "IF YOU KNEW WHAT THEY DID TO ME YOU WOULDN'T BE DEFENDING THEM!"

"Young Midoriya, this is not what heroes do!" All Might yelled back. Izuku tried to hit All Might with a spin kick but the goliath easily blocked it and punched Izuku to the ground.

"Heroes," Izuku spat as he stood back up, "Where were the heroes when I was drugged and thrown in the back of a van?"

Izuku jumped in air and brought his leg down on All Might's head, stunning him long enough for Izuku to get a punch in on the center of his chest.

"Where were the heroes when I was imprisoned for five years of my life?!" Izuku asked again.

"Where were the heroes when I was turned into a killing machine?!"

All Might was blocking his punches, but Izuku was forcing him back with each one.

"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING PREACH TO ME ABOUT BEING A HERO!"

Izuku jumped up and finally broke through All Might's defenses with a right hook to his jaw, which shot the symbol of peace down to the ground and shrouded him in a cloud of steam.

"I stopped believing in heroes three years ago."

Izuku stomped to the center of the steam, expecting to find the hulking man still ready to fight, but instead, he found a man who was practically all bones coughing out copious amounts of blood onto the concrete.

"What the—"

Before he could finish his sentence a spiral of yellow energy wrapped around his body and pulled him out of the cloud of steam.

Izuku watched the man in the white hood take a bite out of an octopus tentacle, as well as a crab leg, and a few seconds later his left hand turned into a claw while the fingers on his right hand transformed into tentacles.

"Don't hold back Tamaki!" Mirio shouted as he appeared from the ground and punched Izuku in his face.

Tamaki followed up by wrapping his tentacle fingers around Izuku's neck before slamming the boy into the ground, then punching him in the stomach with his claw.

Mirio's fist collided with Izuku's spine as he appeared from the ground, forcing him back up into the air again. Try as he might Izuku couldn't break through the spiral that bound him, he could barely even get it to stretch, let alone break.

So he couldn't defend himself as Mirio and Tamaki continued to wail on him for the next ten minutes.

They both stopped at the sound of glass breaking and raining down on the floor, even cutting Mirio's cheek little bit.

A hulking mass of muscle slammed into the ground below, at least ten feel tall and with long black hair, his eyes were black and hollow, and he had a rigid jawline. The massive man wore a dark gray hoodie and white shirt, as well as a pair of black jeans.

After a few seconds, a small cyclone of blue fire landed beside him, once it died down it revealed a man with spiky and wild black hair, shimmering turquoise eyes, patches of his skin were purple and burnt, held there by staples.

The burnt man wore an incredibly loose white shirt and black leather trenchcoat that only went halfway down his thighs, black leather pants, and black boots.

A third figure, a woman this time, skated in on a slide of ice that extended from the ceiling, she had medium length white hair with whisps of red here and there, and the same turquoise eyes as the man before her hid behind a pair or rectangular glasses, across her skin were small patches of frost.

The woman wore a pale yellow turtleneck, under a maroon leather jacket that stopped halfway down her torso, black leather pants, and a pair of Doc Martens.

Finally, a second woman began to descend from the ceiling on a cable, her short hair was purple pink and blue, and she wore a skin-tight navy blue shirt that left her shoulders and arms exposed, but covered her neck, and baggy shorts of the same color held up by a gold belt.

She pulled a piece of her hair off and folded her arm, her elbow then peeled away and a massive fleshy-sniper rifle. She kneaded the piece of hair in her fingers and loaded it into the gun, before plainly winking at Izuku and firing off the sniper.

"NO!" Setsuna screamed as she watched Izuku's head snap backwards.

The sniper gracefully touched down on the ground and pressed a finger to her ear, "This is Nagant, the target has been engaged, possibly neutralized."

After a few seconds, Nagant raised her arm again, "Shimo, Dabi, give us some privacy. Gigantomachia, get ready to wrestle," she ordered.

Gigantomachia nodded and widened his stance, before Dabi and Shimo created a circle around them, half made of shard ice spikes and half made of blue flames. Mirio, Tamaki, and the blue-haired girl were trapped with them, and suddenly stood in front of Izuku.

"You're gonna wanna get on out of here," Mirio said with a smile.

"No can do, special orders," Dabi smiled back.

None of them noticed when Izuku's head slowly began to raise again, and they didn't notice when he pointed his metal palm away from his body.

With his last shell, Izuku launched himself forward and body slammed into the blue-haired girl, she hit the floor and the spiral around him disappeared.

The space around Izuku's eyes was now replaced by the same red membrane on his knuckles, and more bits of his skin had peeled away to reveal it too.

"Nejire!" Mirio yelled as he knelt in front of his unconscious friend.

"I'm gonna be that you aren't heroes," Izuku growled at the four newcomers, "That means I don't have to hold back."

Outside of the circle, Hizashi grabbed Kyouka and Setsuna by the wrists while Nemuri grabbed Ochako's.

"What are you doing?" Kyouka asked as the two tried to lead them away.

"Getting you out of here, It's too dangerous," Hizashi explained in an urgent tone.

"NO, we can't leave Izuku here!" Ochako protested.

"Midoriya isn't in there right now, that's just a raging, unpredictable monster," Nemuri said.

Out of the corner of her eye, Setsuna could see Power loader leading away a limping Katsuki, "We're staying! Izuku needs us right now!" she yelled as she wrenched her arm from Hizashi's grip.

Hizashi sighed and nodded to Nemuri, who peeled away a part of her costume and let her sleeping gas out. The girls didn't last long before they passed out and were carried out by the two pro-heroes.

Izuku cracked his knuckles as Gigantomachia stepped up to him, the goliath of a man kept a passive face as he did, locking his hollow eyes with Izuku's glowing red ones.

After a few more seconds of sizing each other up, Izuku made the first move, aiming to tackle his opponent to the ground. Gigantomachia tried to stop Izuku's charge by clasping his fists together and swinging them down, but the green-haired boy narrowly avoided in and collided with Gigantomachia's stomach.

The black-haired giant slammed his fists into Izuku's back repeatedly in an effort to stop him, but to no avail.

Gigantomachia was pushed to the edge of the ice half of the circle, seconds before being impaled into an ice spike behind him, he dug his bare feet into the ground, and as Izuku made the mistake of looking up, he reared his fist back and punched him in the face.

Izuku jerked downwards and slammed into the pavement, allowing Gigantomachia to return to the center of the circle and regain his bearing.

After standing up again, Izuku agressively blew out of his nose, spraying blood over his lips and chin, much to his own surprise.

Ignoring the dull pain in his nose, Izuku charged at Gigantomachia again and attempted to hit him with a left hook, but it was caught, and Izuku's own momentum was used against him to slam him into the ground once more.

Gigantomachia wasn't expecting him to get up as fast as he did however, and he was soon uppercutted at least fifty feet into the air.

Izuku jumped up to follow him and pretty soon the two were trading punches as they fell through the air. Eventually, Izuku managed to get on top of Gigantomachia and was landing blow after blow against his face, blood flying everywhere.

He only stopped when he was forced to; a hammer made of ice slammed into Izuku's face, shattering on impact and throwing him off.

A spiral ice slide formed under Gigantomachia, landing him safely on the ground. Another one formed around Izuku, extending a few dozen feet above him, something hot slammed into his back and he began to be lifted upwards.

As he was lifted up, more ice hammers began to shatter across his body, courtesy of Shimo who was running up the ice spiral with him and who he could only assume was Dabi.

Izuku screamed in rage as he caught one of the hammers and caught the edge of the spiral, which pulled him out of Dabi's jets of fire.

The enraged boy slid down to what was almost the base before shattering the spiral, causing Shimo to fall with it, Dabi caught her a few feet above the ground and landed next to Gigantomachia.

Izuku cracked his neck once and balled his fist as he faced Nagant, who met him with an impassive, but curious gaze.

After a few more seconds, Nagant pressed two fingers to her ear, "Requesting extraction, continuing this fight would do nothing for us."

Another minute later, four cables dissented from the ceiling, one of them about three times as thick as the others. The team backed up and hooked themselves to the carabiners, before they were pulled up into and out of the ceiling.

Still blinded by his rage, Izuku whirled around to face Mirio and Tamaki, who were still fretting over Nejire's unconscious body.

"Daddy!"

Izuku's blood ran cold, the rage that had once boiled it now ice. He looked through the blue flames to the top of the staircase, where Nezu stood with his daughters, hands behind his back and a solemn look on his face.

The patches of the red membrane that ran across his body were replaced by skin again, and the cracks receded up to his eyes, which in turn turned back to their normal emerald green.

The noxious scent of the blood he spilled finally hit him, it made Izuku feel dizzy, his whole world was shaking and he felt his legs go out from under him.

The last thing he remembered was the pain of hitting his head against the concrete floor.

This chapter should've been posted yesterday but my internet decided to commit suicide for fourteen hours, so sorry about that. Discord links:

Epsi's Hoard: https/discord.gg/2Nw3AjvDK6

LoM: https/discord.gg/5TbXQr4JxS

That's it for now, Peace.