It was a nice calm day in the middle of Summer. The air was cool in the newborn sunlight, the breeze carrying droplets of mist and salt. The heat of the day not yet upon the sand. The sounds of rolling waves and gulls in the sky blanketed the few souls awake at this hour. Plastic and small bits of trash floated up on onto the shore of Dagobah Municipal Beach, as was the usual for this place. This morning on the beach was almost like any other, with exception to the grunts and groans from one particular teen. This young man, with emerald green and black hair, was straining his body to move a large oven. Ropes wrapped around both the appliance and the boy, linking them as he tried his damnedest to trudge through the sand back to he parking lot.

'Who in God's name though that they could leave this here! When I find them I'm going to kick their ass!', Izuku's mind raged as he forced his body to its limits to move the oven. 'Why am I doing this again?'

His mind started to wander as he went down memory lane. Four months ago his entire life changed. He went from a weak string-bean to now a modest lean build, from little teenage medium to a contender to be the next greatest Hero. All Might explained that his quirk was so powerful that, without the right training, Izuku's body would basically explode due to the force of the quirk. So the boy's new mentor brought him to this beach. Dagobah Municipal Beach was once a great spot for locals to visit and play at, but over the years, the seas currents brought up trash to the shore. As more and more trash kept piling up, many people started to dump their broken machines and appliances here as well. Now no one came to this dump, until now.

All Might had brought the child here to start his Hero training. One of the Number One Hero's thoughts about being a Hero was to always give back to the community. This could be accomplished by either funding schools, parks, or museums, by teaching people life skills or helping in the classroom, and by cleaning and taking care of public places. Having Izuku clean up the trashed beach was All Might's initiation of heroism. From small items like bottles and cups, to larger and bulkier waste like the appliance all left by uncaring citizens, Izuku was to move it all off the beach, and into the parking lot where All Might had place 'zones' for trash, recycle, and restore. Some appliances just needed a good clean and rewire and they'd work just fine.

'Right...I'm here to turn my body into a host for this power. I can't let anyone down!'

When All Might told him about inheriting the great Hero's quirk, the boy was very confused. The lanky, tall man explained that his quirk was one of the very rare types of quirks that genetics did not pass down, but the will of the holder. This particular quirk was named One For All, an ability that grew stronger with each new wielder. The first three weren't that strong, especially the first who was supposedly just a weak man with a big heart. The quirk grew though, and with the fourth wielder, it allowed that person to use minor strength enhancement. With every passing user, the abilities amongst them were slightly different and more powerful, finally ending in All Might having great durability, strength, speed, and faster recovery of stamina and from wounds.

'I wonder how strong I'll be and what I may gain that will be different', thought the young man.

Watching from afar, All Might in his normal form thought about the new successor and the training plan tailor made for the boy. He saw that it was doing leaps and bounds on the boy then his original plan would have done. He had to thank the doc. All Might thought back on that day, when one of the few people that scared him walked back into his life. Or more like walked in and slammed his head in the wall.


-4 Months Ago-

The children were safe, the fires put out, and the Villain finally contained in a better container than soda bottles, finally today was looking good for the Number One Hero. The press was looking for him for more interviews but he needed to leave now before his Hero form disappeared. Using the distraction of the other Hero's, All Might slipped away down a couple of allies before leaning against a wall as his Hero persona started to fade.

"Thank god other Heros are there to answer questions, the media can be intimidating", the behemoth slowly shrank back down and wiped the sweat off his brow. Running from media was always a pain.

"The media has always been that way. They are one of the few constants of the technological world." A voice spoke just beside All Might. He jumped, startled by the presence and tried to turn, but a hand halted his reaction to grab his face and slam it into the wall. Spider-webbing cracks formed from the force, surrounding the blonde haired head. "Now then, oh so great 'Hero', what the hell was that?!"

With his eyes shut from the pain echoing through his skull, All Might slowly opened them and noticed a very familiar mop of orange hair. 'Oh god, please, please be the wrong man', his eyes traveled down and saw the face of someone he didn't want to see. A chiseled face with a set of brown eyes, a deep scowl, angular cheeks and jaw, a narrow nose, with the expression of anger and amusement stared back at All Might. "Ichigo Kurosaki..."

"Yes Toshi, now answer my questions: what the hell was that back there and what the flying fuck happened to you?!" Ichigo squeezed harder before dropping the man. The blonde man slid down and sat on the ground, slumping against the wall and wiped some blood away from his lips.

"Would you believe I was late to the party?" A swift kick to the ribs was the reply, causing the man to cough more blood. "Of course not", the man sighed. "I can't be 'All Might' anymore. Its hard on this body." He showed Ichigo his stomach, "An... encounter a few years back did quite a bit of damage, and if it wasn't for Recovery Girl and other doctors, I'd be dead."

"An encounter? Toshinori, come on, no Villain short of All For One and other double S-ranks could hurt you." Ichigo shot a look at the man.

"...About that, I... may have fought him", the blonde man looked up at the doctor. Ichigo's face was showing shock, and for a few moments, Toshinori believed that the shock would stay. That is, until shock fell away to a calculative gaze, which was turned into anger.

"You... you took on that man... without me?!" Ichigo was seeing red. Scratch that, his sight was just blackness, with a Toshinori shaped outline with the word 'Dumbass' written on it. "I thought ALL of us were in agreement about this issue. We ALL would be there! And you had the gull to do this with only Chiyo as the top medic there?! Do you truly understand how lucky you are to be alive?"

"Trust me, I know. We tried to get a hold of you but the window we had to put a stop to him was closing, so we made a choice. You weren't answering your phone and he was right there! We assembled as many top-ranked pro Heros and had Chiyo and other top medical specialist on hand. We knew what was coming, and even then, I barely won."

Ichigo eyed the other man warily. He heard the story now, and saw the aftermath of it. But one thing wasn't adding up. "If you won, why wasn't I called to know he was finally gone?" That was part of the agreement, all members would be notified that All For One was no more.

"We never found a body." Toshinori's words only made Ichigo even more pissed. "We searched the wreckage but never found the corpse."

"That means he could still be alive, you idiot", Ichigo spoke through grit teeth. His anger was increasing, "I did not join what was supposed to be a team, just so you all could ATTEMPT to end him! I lost too many friends to that bastard and you couldn't even do the job properly?!"

Toshinori looked up at Ichigo, a tired expression across his face. He spoke in a calm voice, "And what would you have done? Tell me, Doctor, what could you have done against that man and his men?"

Ichigo narrowed his eyes and spoke out softly, a tone of hatred laying underneath, "What...do you mean, Toshinori?"

"I mean, what would a quirkless man like yourself be able to do?" The blonde man stood, easily a half foot above his companion. His eyes shadowed by his hair as he faced Ichigo.

"What do you mean by-"

"You have no quirk! You have no ability besides conversing with the dead! You lost your powers centuries ago, so don't lecture me on wanting to fight that man!" Icy blue eyes stared into brown. "I at least was able to fight him, not pray that fancy footwork and swordsmanship alone would win the day."

The coldness in the usually jovial man held Ichigo in his place. Red was all he could see, but deep down, he knew it was the truth. Ichigo knew that he was useless in a fight, only useful when it was all over with. The blonde man looked down, anger and self loathing etched on his face. Speaking lowly to the taller man, "Fuck you... just... fuck you. I was once someone that could end all of this, but now I'm just a man with fancy eye sight and senses. I feel useless, Toshi, my friends are only coming to me wounded or worse, and I can't help stop the reason."

Ichigo felt a hand rest on his shoulder, looking up, he saw Toshinori smiling widely. "Trust me, we will bring All For One down, and the next generation will shine brighter than the current one. The next Great Hero will inherit the new rank with the past staying in the past."

"You sound like you've met the next one already." Ichigo let out a small chuckle.

"I have." To this Ichigo look at the man in surprise. "It was the brave lad that stood up to the Villain back there."

"Brave lad who stood up to a Villain...wait, you don't mean Kat-"

"The young man with green hair", the skeletal man was smiling at looking to the sky with hopes. He missed Ichigo's face.

"Green hair? Wait...WHAT?!"


After explaining to the doctor why he had chosen Izuku, Toshinori started to draws plans on how to get the boy ready for the quirk and how he would have just enough time to give the child One For All before the exam. Toshinori knew his plan would get the child's body ready and the quirk would at least activate during the exam, so he thought it was flawless. Ichigo, on the other hand, was appalled by his friend's stupidity, and made it known. He had slammed the blonde back into the wall, full-body indent this time. After that, Ichigo walked away with a final word, "After you tell him about this, come to my office. I'll have a full plan set up for you to make sure he has two months before the exam to practice his new quirk."

Now while watching over and guiding the boy, All Might was happy he did as the doctor ordered. Izuku now was already over the halfway mark for his body to be ready for the quirk. His body was well built for a lad of fifteen, a decent six pack starting to show, and his arms and calfs were filling out nicely. The muscles were starting to show, but he kept his lean and wire-y look to him. No detriment to his growth or health, just like the doctor had planned. A month or two from now he would be ready.

Ichigo designed the first two months just weight and stamina training, with a new diet of higher quantities of leaner meats and non-complex carbs with the right amounts of fruits and vegetables. On top of that was added meditation where Izuku was to expand his medium senses and let the world go by, singling out souls and following them to his max range, then forcing himself to follow further. Neither All Might, nor Izuku, understood this part of the training plan, but Ichigo knew that the body and mind must both expand to grow and refine oneself.

Now well into the fourth month, the plan changed. Izuku would still do his prior training, but the stamina and weights were now mixed with the beach clean up. Meditation was now before and after the clean up, then the new sets began. Ichigo had designed this month to be the start of weighted accessories and clothes, from weighted arm and leg warmers, to weighted shirts and sand bags thrust upon the boy, all of which cumulated to a hard and strenuous work out. Izuku was required to wear the weighted shirt and sand bags every other day. Once the beach was cleaned, the doctor would come by and check Izuku to make sure his body was ready to inherit the new quirk.

"Just a week or two and you'll be ready, my boy," All Might said as he watched his protégé. His phone buzzed in his pocket, signaling a small break for water. "Young Midoriya, please come and take your break!"

Izuku stopped and started to breathe hard, thanking anyone above for his ten minute pause. He trudged up the stairs to the lot where a small picnic table resided, and grabbed his water bottle from a cooler next to it. "Thank you merciful gods, thank you," the boy muttered. He drank his water before closing his eyes and resting. He still thought this was a dream, that All Might himself chose to make him a Hero, the pain in his body said it was real though.

A hand patted the boys shoulder as a weight plopped down on the seat next to him. "You're doing great, kid. Another week or so and you'll be ready for this power. I knew you were the one." Toshinori smiled.

"I just wished I could stop wearing the sandbag weights, its so much more tiring then I thought," Izuku grumbled.

Toshinori laughed, remembering how he was trained with similar methods. "Yeah weights like those do suck. They sway to and fro, making the weight move and unbalanced."

"Exactly!" Izuku exclaimed, a smile on his face. Both rested in silence as the boy let his body rest until All Might's phone set off again. "Guess its back to business."

"Indeed, my boy, we have plenty of time. I estimate in two weeks you'll be ready."

Izuku looked at the blonde man at that. 'Two whole weeks, huh?'


"Hello, Mrs. Kobayashi there? ...Which one? ...Ah, I'm looking for Anju Kobayashi... ah, very good to talk to you ma'am. This is Doctor Kurosaki, letting you know that little Kanna's quirk has been assessed, she shares her dragon like quirk from your spouse, Tohru, but has an electrical ability. We would love to see you all again to test what she can do, if you'd like to come back. ...Splendid! I will mark you down for July 9th. Thank you Anju, we can't wait to see you and your family again." Ichigo leaned back into his chair and jotted notes down on his large calendar that lay on his desk.

"Hopefully we will have three new families added to the 'Regular' list in a month. First the Dreemurrs, the Saikis, and now the Kobayashis. Good job, me!" The doctor smiled and closed his eyes, congratulating himself before the door was knocked. Sighing, "Come in!"

A tall, lanky man walked through the door and closed it behind him, his purple aura bubbling and showing signs of stress. "Sir, I need your advice on the budgets. With all the expenses over the last year to aid in the quirk research, we've neglected our monetary needs in the surgical and rehabilitation wards. If this goes on, we will be looking at the red for at least seven months in the next year."

"Hey-"

"Furthermore, if we don't revamp the rehab ward's equipment and designs, we'll not only lose our patients trust, but no one will think highly of this hospital. I know you want to keep the 'family oriented' atmosphere here, but this is still a hospital where we treat our patients to the highest care."

"Just calm down Hi-"

"If we don't take care if them, then they will spread word that we are slacking. If we are slacking, then our civilian and well known Hero regulars will leave us. Should that happen we will be barely hanging on, not to mention staff will leave for better working conditions, but it still means we've let everyone down. I can't allow that, Sir! I say we manage the-" a hard slap to the face stopped the man in his continuous fever. Before he could even process it, another hard slap struck him. He owlishly stared at his employer.

"Sorry Hisashi, but you needed to chill. Now then don't worry about the budget, we will be fine. I actually planned for this little 'bleak future' look in the audits, and trust me, we will have triple the amount of our budget gifted to us before the year ends. Now then, sit down and breathe. You need to take a break." Ichigo pointed at the chair to the side of his office, a comfy looking leather seat.

The other man in the room took his seat and breathed deeply. He sat for a few moments in silence, letting his mind calm down and practice the breathing exercises he was taught when first arriving in this position. Huffing out a small flame, the man turn his emerald eyes to Ichigo, who noted his employee's natural purple aura started to lose the boiling bubbles and even out and gained a bit of calm blue. "Sorry, Sir, I know you like to surprise us from time to time, but would it kill you to keep me informed?"

The head doctor chuckled at that and rested his elbow on his desk, leaning his chin on his palm. "Sorry, sorry, its just I wanted to see some joy back in everyone. We all can't be serious all the time."

The accountant looked at his boss in disbelief, "Really? Hypocrite. You are usually the most serious person here. You rarely take a vacation, hell, its a miracle you take a day off every so often." He took off his glasses and ran his hands through his black-green hair. Reaching for the breast pocket in his suit, he started to pull out a cigar before stopping himself. 'Not the place nor time for those, I can grab that after my shift ends.'

"Already needing a smoke? Jeez Hisashi, what would Inko say?" Ichigo mocked half-heartedly.

"Permission to speak freely, sir?"

"Yes."

"You're an asshole sometimes."

"Suck it up, green-bean."

"Wow...been so long since you've had any that you're asking your employees? Sorry, not into strawberries."

"Fuck you, Hisashi!" Ichigo glared over at the man.

"No, I have Inko to help with that. Izuku is proof." Hisashi smirked, knowing that he can take full advantage of his friendship with the doctor to be able to say these things.

"...You win this round." With a huff, Ichigo sat back and also went to grab his smokes before stopping himself. "Great now I'm doing it." He looked over to his friend and decided to get back on topic, "The budget will be good for a long while. To clarify, we will be getting two major donations soon. Both personally owed to me, both from very big names in the world."

Leaning forward and resting his chin on the back of his hand, Hisashi's eyes lit up, "I'm listening."

"A major grant to the pediatric ward will come from a good friend of mine, he owes me so he decided on this. You'll be extremely happy to meet him." Ichigo saw the clear interest on Hisashi's face and smirked, 'Hook, line, and sinker.' He smiled widely, "The one and only All Might will be here in a month or so to do so in person."

"ALL MIGHT?! HE'LL BE HERE?!" Hisashi was bouncing in his seat, lost in his own world where he got to meet the great Number One Hero, shake his hands, become a sidekick, be a Hero, have Izuku join him. The world was going to be great! He didn't realize he was mumbling.

'So this is where Izuku gets the lost in mumble land from. That and the fanboy runs strong in their family.' Snapping his fingers in front of the green-haired man, "Oi, Hisashi, come back buddy." Regaining his friend's attention, the doctor continued, "The other donations comes from another old, really old friend of mine. Sadly, she won't be here to attend." His eyes dropped a bit, his smile a little less.

Hisashi picked up the somber mood around his friend, "Is something wrong, Sir?" Shaking his head and refocusing, Ichigo smiled as he stood and walked over to a small cabinet in the corner of the room. Opening and browsing through the files, he finally retrieved on and turned to hand it to Hisashi. The older Midoriya opened the file and browsed the information, before finally understanding who Ichigo meant. "Tsunade Senju... how did you even manage that?"

Retaking his seat, the strawberry orange man leaned back and closed his eyes. "We made a bet, if she cracked the code about genetics and quirks, I would have to make the best quirk research lab in all of Japan. Well she cracked that damn code, and I was only the Vice President of the hospital at the time. She said that I owe her this and I agreed, and I've never went back on my words. She decided though to sweeten the deal though, probably to keep me on track. She put in her will twelve-billion yen for when I made it. Crazy woman."

Hisashi's eyes threatened to explode our of his skull. "Tsunade Senju left us how much?! The great 'Princess of Quirks' did that?!" He deflated in his seat, almost not breathing in shock. "How do you get this lucky?!"

"You meet many people as you get older, and anyone with a quirk like mine has met many. Not all of them were extraordinary in status or power, but all of them are worth memorizing." The doctor stared out his window, looking over the large city, his mind adrift in memories of the souls gone by in this world.

Wanting to change the mood, Hisashi decided to drop a surprise on his boss. "Did you know Izuku is going to try the UA Hero exam?"

"What?!" Ichigo turned right back to his accountant in surprise, "Really? Little Izu is gonna try for it?"

"Yeah! We were just as surprised as you, but since the incident where he and Katsuki encountered their first Villain, he's been doing one hell of a work out. He said his quirk mutated and gave him a new sense to feel and predict movements of others, so we're going to trust him. But, uh, would you mind pulling some strings to be there incase he gets hurt?" Hisashi scratched the side of his head with a sheepish grin.

"I'll do my best, but no promises." 'Man, I've gotten good at fake surprise after all this time. Good thing I called the kid to explain his reasonings for his new training. Lucky for you guys, I'm scheduled to be there to help the test results. Thank All Might and Nezu, Midoriyas.' After that, both men worked out a few things for where the new incomes would be better spent and focused, ironing out the details and setting up dates to call for construction teams to come in and survey the place. After all was said and done, Hisashi left Ichigo to his own devices.

Ichigo leaned in his chair with a small smile, "Sorry Hisashi, I'd love to explain how Izu will be the best Hero in the future, but you and Inko will just have to wait."


A few days passed, Toshinori was going through his morning routine. After making some toast and coffee, he read the news on his phone. A few Villains caught in a international drug ring, the UK voting to let their police use quirks to apprehend suspects, a few new upcoming Heros in the US, and some stocks he was invested in were the highlights. "Hmm, seems David has busted out another gadget. Does he ever sleep?" Toshinori smiled as he finished his coffee. He really needed to get over there and see his old friend and niece soon.

He looked at the time and noticed it was close to leaving. He grabbed his coat and keys, turning off the lights and leaving his place. Being a Hero was nice, he was able to afford a nice comfortable home near the coast side of the city. It wasn't extravagant like many other high level pros but it was homey and that was all he wanted. Hopping in his truck, Toshinori made his way to Dagobah Beach, able to not draw any attention from the public in his normal form. Once he made it to the parking lot and parked, he made is way to the beach.

The cool air blowed around him, his blonde locks flowing in the breeze. Salty missed filled his sense of smell and his eyes scanned the pristine beach. The water shimmered in the light and rolled gently to the sandy shore. He could see its beauty like never before... wait a second. The beach should still have trash and two or three more huge appliances around. What the hell had happened in between the time Toshinori and Izuku left yesterday and this morning? The great Hero's brain was befuddled and trying to find answer.

The sound of a large metal object hitting the pavement with a large *'CLUNK'* grabbed the blonde's attention. An old and bust fridge was standing in the early rays of morning, shaking and rattling. A hand gripped the top, and soon another, followed by a swath of green hair. Soon the full body of Izuku Midoriya stood tall on the appliance, shirtless and sweaty. He was breathing hard, covered in scrapes and bruises, but he had a weary smile. The smile then turn to a triumphant grin and he lean back and raised his face to the sky, letting out a victory scream. "Arggaaaahhhh!!!!", the scream was one of frustration, of hope, and of success.

Toshinori could only watch in awe at the seen as the boy kept screaming. "Holy...holy crap...holy...SHIT!", he transformed in to All Might, his english taking over in the end. He ran to catch the boy as he saw him sway in the gentle breeze. "Hey kid, you did it! You actually freaking did it! Look at you, you have exceeded my expectations and then went beyond that!" No response.

All Might looked down at the kid and noticed three things: Izuku's eyes were white and rolled back into his head, his breath short, and his body looking like crap. "..Ah shit, that can't be good."


"So let me get this straight, you came here and noticed it was all clean? And then he set down an entire fridge, somehow willed himself to climb it, and scream his heart out to the world? All before you caught him? Them you congratulated him on this accomplished before noticing he was old cold and looked like this? Then you decided to call me? Is that all correct, Toshinori?"

"I believe so, yes. Then you got here, laid him down and began to clean his cuts and put an oxygen mask on him."

"You did stress the importantance of moderation to him, yeah?"

"Yes. It seems though his will and drive to become the next great Hero pushed that teaching aside. Sorry, Ichigo, but I think this one is his fault, not mine." Toshinori looked down at the doctor who was patching up and monitoring the passed out Izuku.

Ichigo's hands emitted a blue light as he aided the child 'Thank god I had Squad Four and Tessai teach me healing kidō. It helps recover stamina.' His hands hovered a bit over Izuku, mainly staying around the areas of the heart and diaphragm. Toshinori watched in wonder at the spectacle.

"What is that, Ichigo?"

With a sigh, the doctor began explaining, "Izuku's original quirk isn't really one. Its a proto-quirk called 'Mediumship'. This particular form allows Izuku to see the spirits around him, from the living which give off a colored aura, to the dead which have no aura, they just appear a bit brighter than those of the living. He can also hear and, in a sense, feel souls around him."

"What do you mean it isn't a quirk? The hell's a proto-quirk?"

Ichigo glared at the blonde man. "If you'd let me finish... Izuku is more in tune to the spiritual energy of the world then at least ninety-eight percent of the global inhabitants. I'm very old, Toshinori, much older then I say. I was there when the first quirk appeared. Yu's 'Light' quirk was a historical day on Earth, however, that's because he was the first to show proof that the supernatural existed. Before Yu, there were people with abilities, abilities that the world shut its eyes to. These were proto-quirks."

Toshinori sat down beside the doctor and his patient, all his attention on the older man. Ichigo removed the oxygen mask from Izuku and started to pack his tools and equipment. "Proto-quirks were low power, vary rarely powerful enough to cause any damage. From consorting with the deceased, astral projection, other sorts of lesser abilities. Those with 'Mediumship' techniques had varying ranges of use, and Izuku is in the higher end of the spectrum. Some could only sense the presence of spirits while others could only hear the voices. Izuku is able to not only see and hear spirits, but see the spiritual aura and its many aspects. I can even see that his spirit is growing larger, showing that he is slowly gaining strength. Individuals with powerful quirks have large spiritual presences. Thats where this comes in," Ichigo waved his hands. "This is a technique I learned long ago from a few good friends. It allows one to collect and transfer spiritual energy to another person. Proto-quirk users are naturally gathering this energy all the time, but Medium-types can absorb more at a faster rate and sometimes use it."

Toshinori was fascinated by this. Almost everyone wanted to know how quirks started, what evolutionary traits lead up the formation of them. Proto-quirks. No one ever put any stock in the old tales of mediums and other supernatural abilities. To think that those stories were not only real, but where the genesis of the current worlds power started. However, something was eating at the back if the blonde man's head. "Ichigo, you told me about what you are, or well, were, and have all this knowledge, but what happened to you?"

Looking out towards the ocean and taking in the view, Ichigo let his mind wander a bit. Thinking over his words carefully and considering the ramifications it could cause, the orange haired man looked at his friend. "We are not in a place to speak freely. We will revisit this conversation on a later date, for now let's just focus on training the kid. He's still not where I want him to be before he gets One For All."

"So what do we need to do and how long will it take? He was excited to know he was close with the beach, and this little stunt proves he wanted the end results."

"We still have about 6 full months and a week or so to get him ready. I planned on you passing the quirk to him in about a week or so when he finished the beach clean up. However, he almost ruined that with this little stunt. I think we can give him the quirk next week. In the mean time, we'll up the stamina and weights by adding swimming exercises in place of his normal runs. After he inherits your power we'll cut his weightlifting in half for the first month and start working with you on some general hand-to-hand combat. After that, the next two months he will be only weight lifting with wearable weights while he spars with you, and we'll introduce me as part of this. I will then train him in the basics of Kendo so he has another fighting style beside your punches."

"Ok, I can train him in basics, but I'm not combat expert. The quirk and my strength already gave me an advantage so normal fighting styles weren't my thing." Toshinori looked at the doctor while he helped grab some of the medical bags.

"Just train him on spatial awareness, how to throw or kick a basic 1-2-combo, block, and most importantly how to DODGE!" Ichigo screamed the last word so loud that Izuku curled up and rolled away a bit in his unconscious state. "I hate seeing young Heros come into my hospital all because they thought they could take it. Bunch of idiots who are lucky to be alive."

"What should I say when he wakes? He'll notice that someone helped him recover."

"Just say its someone in the know and that we'll meet soon. He may be smart but he's a fanboy and whatever you say goes." Ichigo dust off his knees as he got up and started to move about, he and Toshinori placing his medical bags back into his own car and parting ways. "Oh and don't forget, your grant to the hospital next month. Big ceremony, Hero form, yadda yadda, you know the drill. Inform Izuku thats where you'll be on July the 12th, the Thursday."

"Yeah, yeah, my supposed 'grant', more like extortion for your help."

"Correct but you need my help, and you owe me more than just a grant alone for that stupid mission without me. See ya, Toshi, don't let him kill himself." With that, Ichigo hopped in his car and left the beach parking lot.

"Man, he's gonna be the death of both of us kid. But he makes a good point, basic combat training is needed and it'll be good for you when the time comes. Better just enjoy the last bit of warmth before fall comes." Toshinori just rested on the bench enjoying the view of the ocean, Izuku still asleep beside the fridge.


'Oww. That was a dumb idea, my body hurts and I feel like lead. Why did I do that?' Izuku was slowly returning back to the living world. He cracked his eyes open and noticed he was under the shade of a tree and now resting on a beach towel. "What the?"

"Welcome back, kiddo. You over did it and now your body is gonna get revenge with soreness." Izuku looked to his left, spotting All Might in his normal state sitting on the bench and eating an apple. "So, mind explaining why you felt the need to move all of the junk out before I even arrived this morning?"

Izuku tried to form a sentence but his head was pounding and his body was so sore. It was like moving one of his fingers was like moving a mountain. All Might noticed the struggle and snickered, catching a glare from the greenette. "I wanted to finish this as soon as I could so I could show you I was a proper vessel for One For All."

Toshinori looked at the boy, understanding and pride in his eyes as he spoke, "Midoriya, you have proven you will be the next carrier, but we still have many months to go. Doing this could've severely hampered your development. You are lucky I had someone help patch you up. Otherwise you would've been a week behind everything." Izuku looking to the Hero is disbelief that someone had seen them and knew about the training. "Yes there is someone that knows about you. You won't be informed who for a little while, but trust me, he is a very reliable man and has already been helping you. He designed the training plans." All might spoke before the boy could ask about it.

Izuku was surprised by that tidbit of information and his mind was trying to think on who it could be. 'Which of the pros know of this? Could it be Endeavor? No, he dislikes All Might too much to try to help. Maybe one of the other top Pros?' Realizing that he would have to wait for the reveal, Izuku looked to his mentor and asked, "So what are the plans now?"

"You will be going home and-"

"WHAT?!" Izuku was shocked that he wouldn't train today, was All Might mad at him?

"Kid, let me finish, you will be going home and resting today. You over-exerted yourself and need some RNR. Go home, watch tv, do homework or something. But don't train, we will restart tomorrow morning." Toshinori helped the boy to his feet before walking to his truck. As he got in he called out, "Oh, on July 12th, I will be doing a meet and greet at Musutafu Central Hospital. You will have that day off. Have a good, Midoriya." With that the skeletal man drove off.

Izuku stayed on the beach front a little longer, admiring his own work. The beach hadn't been this clean in a while and now it was pristine, a testament to Izuku's determination. 'I finished the first step, now I need to push myself further! I won't let All Might down. I can't let that happen. Whoever this other person is, I owe it to them also. They helped me so I will do my best for everyone! I will be the next great Hero!' With a bit of confidence in his heart, the student made his way to the train station to head back home and rest for the day.