Joe's Note: Holy shit, it's All Might! Coming through the door, like a normal person! He's like a giant golden retriever of a man, isn't he? I didn't think I would like My Hero Academia when I started watching it - especially given how useless and whiny Izuku is - but All Might won me over and convinced me to keep watching until things started getting better. Originally his interaction with Carol was a quick half a chapter leading into a timeskip that would get use closer to the U.A. Entrance Exam, but I decided to split the originally planned Chapter 2 in half and flesh out both segments with far more details than I'd originally used. Hopefully it was a change for the better?
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"I am here... with an offer you might find appealing!"

Carol sat back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest as she studied the behemoth of a man. While she already knew quite a bit about him - more than most people, possibly - due to her investigating, she decided to play dumb for the moment. After all, she was supposedly an alien who had just landed in Musutafu and promptly gotten herself into trouble. How much would she realistically know about Japan's number one pro hero at this point? "And you are..?"

Visibly taken aback for a moment, All Might stared at her in disbelief for several seconds before regaining his composure and offering a toothy smile. "I am All Might, the Symbol of Peace and number one pro hero here in Japan. And you are..." Pausing, he opened the plain-looking folder that seemed almost comically small in his massive hand and studied the papers inside for a moment. "Car-Ell Danvers, of the planet Hala in the Kree Empire." Looking up, he offered a nervous chuckle. "Can I call you Carol?"

"If that's easier, yeah." Considering it was actually her name, Carol certainly wasn't going to object. It also made her seem more personable and agreeable to let the 'Earthlings' call her something more amenable to their sensibilities. "So, you're All Might. All Might. All... Might..." Turning her left arm over so her inner forearm was exposed, she tapped at her gauntlet a few times, projecting a slowly rotating bust of All Might over her hand. "All Might. The Symbol of Peace. Real name: Yagi Toshinori. Quirk: One for All, whatever that means. Renown for massively powerful upper body-based 'super moves' all named after locations in America. That's... cool, I think the appropriate word is? Yes?"

"That's..." Setting the folder that he was carrying down on the table, All Might reached up to tug nervously at the neckline of his remarkably battered white t-shirt. Which was odd; couldn't the number one hero afford clothes in better condition? "You're a remarkably well-informed young lady."

Looking up from the hologram, Carol chuckled softly at the borderline terrified look on the Symbol of Peace's face. "And that's just what I found at a cursory search. Imagine how much I could know about you if I really wanted to?" All Might gulped, tugging at his shirt harder, and Carol rolled her eyes. "You can relax, though. Your secrets are still completely safe inside the government servers that I pulled them out of. Or did you really think this planet's cybersecurity was good enough to keep out a member of a spacefaring race?"

All Might let out an uneasy chuckle at that, nodding in thanks to Fukuda as the man relinquished the only other chair in the room so that he could take a seat opposite Carol at the table. "Well, that's definitely reassuring to hear. Thank you for putting an old man's mind at ease, I suppose. Although if you could keep certain things to yourself around other people, I'd greatly appreciate it. Moving on, though! Your name is Car-Ell. Carol is also acceptable. You're..." Leaning forward, he peered at the folder in front of him. "You're a half-human, half-Kree hybrid from the planet Hala. You're fourteen-years-old, which seems a bit young to be galavanting around space without your parents if you ask me. And you're fantastically powerful, with flight, super-strength, and energy projection quirks to your name. Or possibly just super-strength and energy projection quirks, and you can fly by projecting your energy. Is there anything else I should know about you?"

To be entirely honest, Carol still wasn't wild about the 'fourteen-year-old' part of the fiction that she'd woven about herself but it was hard to deny what was staring back at her in the room's two-way mirror. Maybe she was fifteen or sixteen for the second time? Maybe thirteen? She'd always been terrible at guessing people's ages, and her newly deaged form was no exception to that.

But he wasn't asking about her age or anything related to that. He was asking about her as a person. Humming thoughtfully, Carol unfurled her arms so she could tick points off on her fingers. "My human father used to cook for us and so I'm a big fan of pizza and buffalo wings. I think I landed in the wrong part of the world for either of those things, though. Um, by your standards my education would be somewhere in the bachelor's to master's range; the Kree are just plain more advanced than C-35... err, Earth is." Pausing, she debated with herself for a moment before deciding to ask something that would probably decide whether she stayed in Japan or headed over to America until Doctor Strange or someone else managed to reopen the rift and bring her home. "Here's a question for you: do Japanese people as a society still have problems with same-sex relationships? Asking because it's relevant to my interests."

Scratching at the back of his neck uncomfortably, All Might hesitated as he eyed her uncertainly. "You, uh, prefer the company of other women then?"

"You make it sound like I'm deciding between flavors of ice cream." Carol chuckled lowly, stretching her arms over her head and wincing faintly as her back cracked audibly. Maybe she should go back to floating above the chair even though All Might was seated properly? He seemed like the type who'd be nonplussed by that sort of thing. "I'd like to think that I'd be open-minded enough to evaluate all potential partners equally... but the number of men in my life who have disappointed me greatly exceeds the number of women."

That earned her a hesitant nod from All Might, who was quite obviously uncertain of how to respond to something like that. Shit. Was she old enough to have a sexual preference? At all, much less in Japan's more staid society? She'd had a boyfriend at fourteen the first go around. People still did that, right? "I see. Well, I wouldn't say that they're terribly common here in Japan but they are significantly more accepted than they would have been last time your people made contact with our planet. A lot of the taboos about race and gender fell away in most civilized countries with the beginning of the Quirk Era. When you can be a normal-looking man married to a person with a fish quirk, that person being another man or Korean or what have you doesn't really seem as vitally important as it might have once been."

That seemed very reasonable to Carol. Grinning, she lowered her arms as she floated herself back up off of the painfully hard metal seat, and then leaned in as she lowered her voice conspiratorially. After all, her return to adolescence seemed to be more than just skin deep and her newly resurgent hormones wanted to know... "Just out of curiosity, how friendly are you with the local heroes? Because mountain climbing is a hobby of mine, if you know what I mean..."

After blinking owlishly for a few seconds, comprehension finally dawned and All Might shifted in his seat uncomfortably as he looked to Fukuda for help. Receiving a bemused look and unhelpful shrug in reply, he turned back to Carol with a nervous smile. "I'm afraid that I'm not too familiar with Miss Takeyama; today was actually her debut as a heroine. That being said, she is in her twenties and you are very much not. I'm not sure how things work among your people, but we have laws against that sort of thing."

Well fuck her sideways. Or not fuck her at all, technically. Carol hadn't even thought about that particular aspect of civilized society before deciding to spin the fiction that she was a fourteen-year-old girl. Shit. Did Japan have near in age exceptions to statutory rape laws, or was she going to be stuck being abstinent for the next four years? Or... fuck, did she even want to go near someone her body's purported age? They were teens. She was in her sixties, mentally speaking. Yikes. For that matter, would it even be possible to find someone who she would enjoy the company of, given the massive age gap between their age and hers?

Something to be considered at a later date, Carol decided, when she wasn't being stared down by the number one hero and a police officer. Which left her wondering where to take things form here. Their conversation didn't seem to be going anywhere useful at the moment, especially in regards to the offer that All Might had mentioned upon his entrance. Being straightforward had served her well most of her life, she decided. Might as well continue that trend. "For some reason, I get the feeling that you don't stop in to observe every case of underage quirk usage that happens in Japan. Or even just Musutafu specifically. What brings you to my humble interrogation room, All Might?"

The table gave a low groan of protest as All Might leaned forward to rest his elbows on it. "Firstly, I want to thank you for stepping in today and apprehending that sludge villain. I thought that I'd caught him earlier, but he managed to escape when I was distracted and wreak even more havoc. I also want to thank you for saving young Midoriya... the green-haired lad... from himself. I had a very important talk with him before coming over here to see you. His enthusiasm was commendable but his actions were decidedly..."

"Idiotic?"

"I was going to say reckless." All Might let out a soft chuckle before leaning in a bit closer. "But that's not the main reason I wanted to talk to you. Because of the nature of the conversation that we're about to have, the HPSC is allowing me to override normal regulations and have all recording devices in this room disabled starting..." He made a shooing gesture at Fukuda, the man letting out a long-suffering sigh as he made his way over to the door and slipped out. "Now, give or take. So now that we can talk privately... tell me, how much more do you know about me already? You know my real name and the name of my quirk, both of which are things that aren't available to the general public."

Returning her attention to the hologram that her suit was still projecting after all this time, Carol flicked her fingers back and forth through the information before finally offering a shrug. "Not much. I only started researching you a few minutes before Mister Fukuda popped his head in. Didn't get terribly far, although I did dig into some interesting sources along the way. Uh, you're famous. You like to punch stuff to death. You're inspiring. You're a merchandising juggernaut. That's about it, really. Not going to lie, I love your color scheme. Maybe I'll pick up an All Might hoody when I get out of here so I blend in a little bit more."

All Might considered that for a moment before nodding decisively and relaxing back into his seat, the metal chair groaning faintly in protest of his action. Then steam curled off his body in thick white wisps and the man seemed to fold in on himself, transforming from a behemoth of a man into a sickly and frail one. "This... is one of the most closely guarded secrets in the world right now, beyond my real name and my quirk. Ever since suffering an injury in a battle with a villain five years ago, I have slowly been losing my ability to serve as a hero."

So he was a bit like the Bruce then, Carol mused, if only Bruce had some sort of restriction on how long he could turn into the Hulk before reverting to his normal form. "No offense, but why are you telling me this? You're taking a huge risk entrusting this sort of information to someone that you've just met, aren't you? And not to be rude, but you mentioned an offer of some kind? Unless I missed something somewhere, I'm not hearing one."

"Would it kill you to let me establish some background for things before we get to that part? Kids, so impatient these days. Almost enough to make me regret agreeing to teach at U.A. next year." All Might shook his head with a sign of resignation before meeting Carol's unamused gaze and continuing on. "I dropped by to check in on you after I was done talking to Midoriya and when I found out what you were telling the officers, it grabbed my attention. And I want you to know that unlike Fukuda and the others, I believe you."

Well that was a refreshing change of pace. She had to wonder, though... why did he believe her? She had absolutely no evidence to prove that she was telling the truth, and she'd basically cribbed her new backstory from a shitty comic book that she barely remembered reading when she was a teenager the first time around. "Not that I'm complaining or anything - believe me, I'm not - but why?"

Reaching up, All Might wiped away the blood slowly seeping from one corner of his mouth before offering her a conspiratorial smile. "Because I too am an exception to what most of this society thinks it knows about the world. Not to the extent that you are, of course, but it gives me the ability to keep a more open mind than most. You see, while I'm a hero of great renown these days... I'm actually part of that twenty percent of society that was born quirkless. Until one day when I was a teenager, and a very special woman found me and made me an offer that I couldn't refuse. Before that, I was just as normal as the next man."

Maybe Carol would have found that more impressive if she'd been born on this Earth and had a quirk of her own? Because she'd been a normal human until a far later age than All Might, and actually had an entire career that hadn't revolved around running around saving people in need. "That's... interesting? Let's get back on track, though. You said you were trying to establish background for me before making some sort of offer. Can we get back to that? Because no offense, but I'd really like to get out of this police station sometime today."