This world has a way of itself. The powers that be can make one person's day an amazing thing. The lottery could be won, a promotion at work gained, a newborn given to new parents, or just a really good day for a lucky soul. The opposite can also be a likely outcome. Someone was fired due to another's negligence, a home-wrecker destroying a couple, a "kick me" sign to ones back, or in this case, being engulfed in a gelatinous ooze that wanted to use your body. Never had that day? Count yourself lucky, because one young teen was having a rough day and this was just the middle of it.

Middle schooler Izuku Midoriya was not having the best of days. Though he got to see two up and coming Heros Kamui Woods and Mt. Lady stop a thief, with a generous view of Mt. Lady being his current highlight, Izuku did not catch any breaks after that. The thief made him late for class, which his homeroom teacher decided that throwing him to the proverbial wolves was apt punishment. Stating he and his fellow classmate Katsuki Bakugo had aced the UA participant exams had painted a target on his back. Already being part of the minority of the world known as "quirkless", Izuku had enough trouble fitting in. His once childhood friend Katsuki had ridiculed him since the knowledge of Izuku's lack of abilities was made public to their daycare. Bullying and belittling Izuku was Katsuki's go to throughout the years, slowly crippling and then destroying the emerald haired teens self-confidence.

With both their exam results known to the class, not only did Izuku's peers mock him, but Katsuki decided to offer his own advice to the freckled teen after class. "Jump off the roof, maybe then you'll reincarnate as a person with a useful quirk", which then Katsuki used his quirk to toast Izuku's latest notebook on quirks, tossing it out the window, and walking away with two fellow teens. The young green soul had to stay behind even longer to collect his thoughts and wipe the tears building in the corners of his eyes. Once he left the building, he found his poor notebook floating in the school's koi pond, somehow intact.

'Why is it always like this for me? I didn't ask to be born this way, I didn't choose to be quirkless! Kacchan, we were the same, both wanting to be great Heros! To be like All Might!' Izuku thought, sitting beside the koi pond. Thinking about his life up until now, he hated his inability to have a quirk society could view as the making of a Hero. 'If only I had a quirk, any quirk, besides this crap! I'd give up this stupid ability that the doctor told me. Anything is better than just seeing people I can't even talk to!'

Izuku eyed a girl in a white school uniform picking flowers off the ground, she looked maybe a few years older than him, but other students walked by her, never noticing the young woman. "It would do them no good, even if they could see her, she's never acknowledged us before", he said under his breath. Standing up, Izuku started to walk home, taking a longer route than usual.

'Great now I have explain to mom that I came home later to clear my head AND to replace this notebook. Stupid Kacchan. I wish you'd learn your les- no! Stop it, Izuku! You passed the participant test for UA, you're proving you can do this! Remember that All Might went there and so will you, always smile to make things better!' Izuku pumped his fist in the air and start to imitate All Might's boisterous laugh, hoping some of his all-time favorite Hero's confidence would fill him just a smidge. Continuing his laughter and march, Izuku walked into an underpass, his voice covering the sounds of the manhole behind him shifting.

A shadow fell over Izuku, stopping his laughter. Slowly turning, the green haired youth could only tremble in horror as a giant sludge-like creature shaped behind him, slowly growing eyes and a mouth. "Heh, you may look scrawny and act weird with that laughter kid, but you'll make a great body suit!", it yelled before lurching towards the boy. Izuku tried to run but he was too slow as the brownish green slime enveloped him.

'I can't breathe! My lungs feel like they're on fire!' Scrambling, squirming, and waving his arms and body, Izuku fought but with little luck. The sludge forcing its way into his mouth and down his throat. 'Is this how I die?! Drowned in this sludge, with no one to know I'm gone? The last words said to me are only a reminder of the original Men in Black movie?'

"Quit moving kid! The less you move, the faster I'll be. I need to move quickly, I didn't know HE was in this city!", the monster voiced out, trying to rush into his hastily made vessel.

'Dammit! Not like this! Please, God, not here!' Izuku could feel the last bit of oxygen burn out of his lungs, darkness shrouding his vision. 'Mom, Dad, I'm so sorry'

"Yes! Just die alrea-"

The sound of the manhole lid hitting the concrete walls forcing the villain to pause.

"Don't worry young man, all is well, for I AM HERE!" A deep masculine voice rang out. The villain surged forward, hoping to stop the newcomer, yet it was not to be. Pulling his right arm back, the individual cried out "TEXAS SMASH!", thrusting his fist forward. The force disrupting the sludge being and dislodging the the ooze away from young Midoriya.

With the last vestiges of consciousness, Izuku only saw the outline the man, noticing a very well known hair style. 'Is that... All Might?'


"I can't wait to know what quirk I have mom! I just know it will be amazing, so amazing that I'll be just like All Might!" A much younger Izuku exclaimed to his mother.

Inko Midoriya smiled as she cooked the dinner for her son and herself. Izuku had turned four years old a few months ago, and tomorrow was the day they would see a quirk specialist to see what her son may have. She hoped he got his father's fire breathing quirk so he could be more of a hero, but she also wanted him to have her quirk as well. Preparing the plates, Inko sat beside her small green ball of joy, watching the latest Hero news.

"What if you have something more, a better quirk than All Might? Then you could be better than him!" She said while smiling to Izuku. He turned to her with a look of seriousness.

"No way that's possible! Both me and Kacchan know All Might is the best of the best, no one could be better"

The young boy then started to tell her all about his favorite Hero, and even though Inko had heard this many times, she smiled and laughed with her son. After dinner she got Izuku washed and dressed for bed. "Sleep tight Izu, sweetie, we don't want you to sleep while the doctor helps us."

"Ok mom! I can't wait!" Izuku said, smiling in his All Might pjs. Tomorrow would be the big day, the day he learned about his quirk.

"Sir, there has to be something wrong with the test, he has to have some sort of quirk, right?" One Inko Midoriya pleaded with the doctor in front of her. Earlier this morning, both her and her son had gotten up early, had a big breakfast, and couldn't wait for the news of his quirk. Now, however, with her poor son, she had to hear the news they didn't want to hear.

Izuku was quirkless. The poor boy just sat there, his eyes wide open, yet staring off into nowhere. Lost in his own thoughts of never being a Hero.

"I'm sorry ma'am but your son is, as I stated, quirkless. They're a various methods to tell, the easiest being the 'pinkie-toe method'. But others such as the adrenaline method, the synaptic stimulation method, and even my own ability that lets me view the auras of those around me all show that he has no quirk."

The doctor stated. 'Poor kid, looks like he had some lofty dreams, and I had to be the bastard to make him crash back to reality', he thought. Seeing the mother and son both shocked and deeply saddened, the doctor could only sigh and think on a way to help ease the child.

"Ma'am, let me do one more test, this one will not confirm if he has a quirk, but may tell us if he has some latent potential for either being a late bloomer, or other potential abilities." The doctor looked at the small family, waiting for their response.

"What kind of abilities are there without quirks?" Inko asked, praying that by some miracle her son could receive something in this life. Izuku regained some light to his eyes, a small bit of hope gleaming within.

"There are various abilities humans can have that aren't quirks. I'm not surprised you haven't heard of them before, having one is so slim that maybe two percent of the total globe has these abilities. They are mediumship, extreme empathy, astral and mental projection, and dimensional awareness. These were once regarded as myths and hoaxes, but over time with quirk studies, they were proven true." The doctor said, getting a little passionate with his words, a small smile resting on his face.

Inko looked at her son for a few moments, considering the new information. It may not be a powerful ability, but it could be one Izuku could call his own. Taking a gamble, she looked at the doctor "Please do the test, sir."

Closing his brown eyes, the doctor concentrated, feeling the world around him, gauging the auras he felt. After a few moments, he found the aura he wanted. Opening his eyes, he saw a bright green aura around Izuku, his spiritual energy. Slowly looking over the child, the doctor reached forward and place his hand on the boy's head. "Hold still young one, this will feel a bit weird", his statement making Izuku flinch before steadying himself, shutting his eyes. Nothing happened for a little bit, then chocolate orbs flashed electric blue very briefly.

A feeling like air hitting his body, like waves rushing over him, the comfort of a hug, the feeling of fire in his chest, a shock down his spine, all assaulted his senses. Izuku could feel his body sway and start falling before a strong hand held his arm, keeping him stable. "Easy there kiddo, keep your eyes closed and try to relax. I just jumpstarted your ability so its going to be a few minutes." Izuku followed the doctor's orders until he felt comfortable again. The calming voice of his doctor speaking to him once more, "Keep your eyes closed, and tell us what do you feel?"

Izuku had no idea what he meant but did as told, sitting there eyes closed, just feeling the chair under him, the doctors had on his head, and the breath entering and leaving his lungs. "I don't feel a... wait, mommy are you behind me?" Izuku hesitantly asked.

Inko had moved behind her son when he had started to sway, hoping she could hold him still so he wouldn't fall. But his eye were closed right? How did he know she was there? Staring at the boy in disbelief, she looked over his shoulder and noticed his eyes were still closed. "Yes Izu, I'm right here...how did you know that?"

"I...just did?" Came the best reply the four year old could come up with.

The older man hummed while still keeping contact with the boy, watching the interaction between parent and child. "Izuku, open you eyes and tell us what you see."

Doing as told, the virdette slowly opened his eyes, squinting them. Was the room always this bright? He looked at the doctor and then to his mom, seeing nothing different, and almost said as much until a flicker of pink caught his eye. Turning to face his mother, Izuku saw she had a pinkish hue around her body, but she didn't act like it was there. Turning back to the doctor, he saw a bluish hue around the man. "There's colors around you both. Mommy has pink and you have blue."

"Well Mrs. Midoriya, it looks like your son is a medium. Congrats kid, you can see the spirits and spiritual auras of those around you." The doctor gave a small smile, removing his hand from Izuku's head.

The mother and son started to tear up, smiling that the boy had an ability. It might not have been as flashy as Kacchan's but it was Izuku's own ability. Inko bowed low to the doctor, thanking him, "Thank you so much for this Dr. Kurosaki."


This has been a brain baby I thought of recently. I've been reading lots of MHA fanfics and loved a lot of them. Naruto crossovers had got me thinking about doing a Bleach crossover, and though it's been since my 9th grade year when I lasted touched the writing side of stories, I wanted to give it another try. Please leave any reviews that can either show writing issues or advice. All are welcome.