A/N proceeds to bang head into the nearest wall. Cat Tac & Calvera you are amazing friends who let my ideas wild. Thank you both.

Warnings: Character Death, suicidal thoughts, Split personalities, M/M pairing, Soulmates, Soul parents, Time travel

Inspired by Silveranimemists's fic Viridian. If you have not read it yet you're missing out.

Izuku's POV

A large white claw slashed through the hot air. Izuku was just barely able to dodge it and avoid his head being knocked clean from his shoulders. It would only delay the inevitable though. A large wound was bleeding profusely on his side. Too much blood was being lost and he didnt have any medical supplies.

Those had run out years ago during the first few years after the fall. Nowadays wounds this serious got your throat slit. It was far easier and cleaner just to kill the one who was going to die anyway. At least slitting their throat would it as close to painless as possible. Izuku refused to die before he killed this damned creature. He would take as many of them as possible to give the survivors of the world a chance.

Izuku's knife lashed out as the nomu tried to slash him open. It howled as the knife severed several of its claws. Unfortunately, it was a black nomu with regeneration capabilities. They healed almost immediately. He needed to get the Orichalcum knife in the creature.

Orichalcum the ore that they found three years before the fall. When it was discovered Izuku at the time had just graduated from college with his bachelor's degree. His time in college was like no one else's. When he wasn't studying he was working with Ciro also known as the Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office. It was the intelligence and spy agency of Japan.

During his high school years, he took a career aptitude test. While other kids sneered at him for believing he could be anything Ciro took one look at his analytical skills and recruited him. At seventeen he became an in training intelligence officer. They sent him to the best analytical and language schools in Japan.

During his first year in college, a killer for hire became making a name for themselves main base being in Europe. There were several occasions however that the killer would appear in Asia and even the States. It seemed no one was safe from the man. Carlos the Jackel was this man and within the year Izuku was approached.

Ciro was needing a nondescript person to become a challenger for the Jackal. Izuku agreed to become part of the program named Treadstone 71. His hair was dyed black to make him more forgettable. From then on he trained in several martial arts and use of a weapon. Most of the program was made up of the quirkless or those without a physical quirk. Their names were excluded from files and were given names like Delta or Echo. Izuku's was Delta.

A month after his twenty-first birthday he had a final showdown with Carlos. They had close calls at least a dozen times over the years. Each being more dangerous than the last. Izuku had won the final battle but only barely. It took almost two and a half months for him to recover. It was worth the injuries to put the rabid killer down.

It was only two years later that All For One and Shigarki killed All Might. The world destroyed itself trying to destroy them and the nomu. All that was left now was a few outlier communities. They had to be careful of how many people were in one spot at a time. Too large and it would attract nomu. Too small and there wouldn't be enough fighters.

Since they killed Shigarki he was traveling on his own. To be honest he hoped something would kill him. With the two biggest supervillains dead he had no reason to live anymore. That did not mean he would go down without a fight, however. When he died it would be fighting just like every other moment of his life.

As he tried to dodge another strike from the nomu there was a flapping sound above him. Then white-hot pain and something warm ran down his back. It took all he had to keep himself standing. The distraction from a flying nomu gave all the time needed for the black nomu. A claw hit him in the chest and sent him flying into what was left of a wall.

Izuku felt several of his ribs break and a scream tore itself from his throat. He was unable to move both from the pain and the blood loss. No matter how hard he tried his hand would not move. The white nomu let out a cry as landed.

Izuku refused to turn away or cower as the nomu lunged for his throat. There were only the briefest moments of more pain before he knew no more. Or at least that should have been the end of his story and life. Though Fate had never been kind to him before. Why would she start now?

He gasped even though he didnt feel the need to breathe. White nothingness surrounded him. If it was supposed to be calming and peaceful for him, it wasnt working. All he felt was annoyance towards whatever deity decided to fuck with him.

A woman with a blank face appeared before him. Immediately his senses screamed danger. While he was brave he was far from stupid. This had to be said deity. Why couldn't he be left alone? He died and would very much like to stay dead.

The woman said in a calming voice, "You little warrior have suffered greatly through your life. You killed the monsters that destroyed your world but fell to their creations. You have done well for the hand you were given."

"And who's fault was that?" He snapped. Life had not been easy for him or fair. It started long before the fall. Born without a quirk he was seen less than human by most. It was only when he joined Ciro did he find a family and something to fight for.

She continued as if she had not heard him, "Your story is not done yet, however. I am Fate and your fate changed 18 years ago when your only friend took his own life. That was when you veered from the path of a hero."

Izuku froze at the words. Memories he long-buried rose and panic went through him. A gentle hand touched his forehead and the panic was pushed away. Looking up he saw a second woman with a nondescript face stood there. She pushed away his fear in a way that should not have been possible.

She said with a small smile, "You child have been chosen by Fate and Luck. We will send you to the past to save the future."

Izuku growled, "I don't want to go to the past. All I want is the peace that I couldn't get in life."

A cold eerie smile that sent shivers down his spine crossed Fate's face as she replied, "You don't have a choice, Izuku Midoriya. No matter what you say or do here I will send you back. Know this I can make it extremely unpleasant for you. The only thing you could kill yourself when we send you back. But if you do that the world will be left worse off than the one you just died for. That choice and what you bring with you is yours. I'll allow three items and their properties to return with you. Choose wisely."

Izuku considered what he could take with him. A lot of his gear would be helpful in many instances in the past. The best of which would have to be his patrol bag. With what Fate said that meant he got everything inside it currently. Given that his patrol bag was just refilled before he left it had a week or supplies, an Orichalcum knife, a handgun with Orichalcum bullets, an extra change of clothes, and a handful of files. The files were a new addition and the reason he had been out in the first place. They were on heroes of the past the top 15 of them. If he was stuck in the past they would come in handy.

Considering his other options he leaned back on his heels. Fate would send him back no matter how much he argued. His time was better spent figuring out what else to bring back with. The next item had to be Orichalcum ore. It would be needed for more bullets and any other weapons he chose. Not armor though it would be too restrictive in movement and heavy.

The final item would have to be his wrist computer. It was made from some of the best parts in the world. Ciro had paid for them but Izuku built it himself. In the short time before the fall he started learning computer programming and coding. He learned an intermediate knowledge of both. Returning to the past would allow him to regain and improve upon old skills.

Izuku took a deep breath as he said, "I have made my decision on what I will bring with me. First is my patrol bag and all its properties," there was an annoyed twitch from Fate that caused him to smile grimly, "Next is pure Orichalcum ore at least five pounds. Finally my wrist computer."

Fate replied annoyed, "You're taking advantage of the properties additive. Sneaky child."

Izuku smirked as he replied, "Then you should not have left me without a choice. I'll take advantage of all that I can."

Luck said with a booming laugh, "You are certainly worthy of your name Delta," she approached him and kissed his forehead before continuing, "You have the blessing of Lady Luck do with it what you will our chosen warrior."

Then the world returned to black and it seemed like no time passed before his head hit something hard. A dull thunk resounded in wherever he was at. Izuku wanted to groan but kept silent. Better to take stock of where and when he was first. There was no telling how old he was or what kind of situation he was in.

Resounding childish laughter filled the air as he opened his eyes. What he saw he wanted to groan. This was his elementary school when he was a child. Looking down at himself he found that he was wearing the final year uniform. Blessed by Luck his ass! Why the hell did they send him to when he was eleven?!

Ignoring the mocking laughter he looked around for his stuff. At his feet was his patrol bag and on top of it was his wrist computer. On the ground beside the bag was the ore. At least Fate kept her word in giving him the items. He would have to check his bag to be completely sure.

There was a gentle touch to his shoulder that startled him. He flinched away his mind going to the nomu that just killed him. It was just moments to him while time-wise it was decades in the wrong direction.

Izuku fell out of the chair looking up to see blue eyes staring down at him. His heart stuttered to a stop and he gaped like a fish. Kavar... it was the only friend he had ever known since he was diagnosed quirkless. The friend he failed to stick up for and then failed to tell about Bakugo's bullying. It was why he let go of his dream of being a hero. If he could not stand up for his only friend. How could he become a hero?

Kavar asked holding out a gloved hand to help him up, "Are you okay, Izuku?"

Izuku replied in a shaking voice, "Yeah thank you Kavar."

Another voice declared as he was pulled to his feet, "Look the two Dekus are being desperate. They belong together."

That was it. Fuck this school and its bullies. He allowed this in the original timeline and he would not allow it now. Glancing at his trembling friend he knew he could not and would not leave the blond here alone. If he did then he would be dead in less than a year. It would take less time than it did in the original without their favorite Deku to take half the blows.

It only took him a moment to stuff the Orichalcum ore and wrist computer into his bag. Then Izuku grabbed Kavar by the upper arm carefully to make sure no skin contact was made and dragged the other towards the door. Everyone including their teacher watched him in surprise. It only took 30 seconds for the teacher to react.

He snapped acting like an angry chihuahua, "De... Midoriya get back to your seat this instant. You and Mason need to stop vying for attention that you don't deserve."

"Fuck you!" Snarled Izuku once again surprising everyone, "I am done taking orders from an adult who belongs in prison."

Kavar asked his voice trembling as they reached the door of the classroom, "Where are we going Izuku?"

"Anywhere but here."

As they went into the hallway and made their way to the exit footsteps sounded behind them. Pushing his bag into Kavar's chest and the other behind him Izuku pivoted on his heel. Things were noticeably different than if he would have tried that in the original timeline. He would have fallen flat on his face at 11 if he tried that back then. Now it was as fluid as ever. He would need to do a check of reflexes and skills later.

Looking at their follower it was unsurprisingly Bakugo Katsuki. At one time they were best friends. Now he was less than dirt to the blond because he was quirkless. If Bakugo tried anything he would find out how much Izuku had changed. He would not allow the blond to attack him ever again.

Bakugo snarled like a rabid pomeranian, "Shitty Deku you think you are better than everyone?! Where do you get off acting like that."

Izuku shifted his stance so that he was ready for when he was attacked. It wouldn't take long after all. Bakugo always did have a short temper. How he was ever able to become a hero Izuku didnt understand. Maybe he changed. Maybe he didnt. At this point it didnt matter. He was a bully who needed to be put in his place.

He answered coldly, "Back off Bakugo," the blond flinched at the use of his last name instead of a nickname, "I am no longer scared of you and if you push me I will hurt you."

The blond snarled wordlessly at that and lunged at the green-haired boy. It was as if Bakugo was moving in slow motion to him. All it would take was a few swift movements and Izuku could set him back a month in his training. If he did that now though it would be assault and in some eyes attempted murder. No matter what he said or did everyone would think the worst of him once they knew he was quirkless.

Instead of going for the most damaging attack, he let the first blow land. There now it was self-defense even if no one would believe him. The attack itself had some strength behind it but not enough. It wasn't even comparable to the weakest of nomus. This was who he had been afraid of for so long? It was pathetic.

Izuku moved under the large right hook. For years it would be his starting move in all his fights. It wouldn't be until his second year in UA that it would become unpredictable. As he brought himself closer to his bully he pulled his arm back. Then he struck Bakugo square in the chin.

Bakugo was knocked down onto his ass. Red eyes filled with tears and already his jaw was swelling from the strike.

Izuku said coldly, "Bakugo you are nothing to me anymore. If you come near me again I will not hesitate to put you months behind on your training. Stay away from me and Kavar."

With that, he turned away and picked up his bag. With a turn of his head, he indicated for Kavar to follow him. They left the school and made their way out into the streets. Already a plan was forming in his mind. They needed to get food and shelter. If he remembered correctly on Dagobah beach there was an old train car. If it was in decent shape they could live in it. If it wasnt he knew there was a tent in the basement of his apartment building.

Once they were a few blocks away from the school Kavar stopped and Izuku was forced to stop as well. It was then that he noticed the fearful posture and the shaking hands. Painfully his heart clenched at the sight of his friend. A friend that to him had been dead for nearly a decade. A friend who had not lived through the horrors he had.

Kavar must have been frightened by Izuku's sudden change in personality he realized. To change from meek to aggressive and confrontational was a big change. One that to them would have seemed to happen over a matter of hours. If he wasnt who he was it would have scared him too.

Izuku glanced around them before pulling his friend down an alley. If they were going to have this conversation it would need to be away from unfriendly ears. Most would think him insane but if there was one person in this world that might believe him it was Kavar. He just had to be careful about how he approached it.

Izuku sighed tiredly as he said, "You want to ask me about what happened. Ask Kavar. I swear upon my life and our friendship that I will not lie to you."

For a moment blue eyes considered him before Kavar nodded. He asked quietly, "What happened to you Izuku? Two hours ago you couldn't even look Bakugo in the eyes. Then you flat out put him on the ground with a single punch."

It took Izuku a long moment to reply but when he did it was soft and unsure, "I am not the same person that walked to school with you. The truth is everything about me has changed because my mind is not from this time. I was chosen by Fate and Blessed by Luck."

Kavar could only blink at him stupidly. Izuku smiled as he lowered the bag down to the ground. He dug around in it until he found what he was looking for. All Might's classified hero file updated just after his death. It held information that was only known to a select few at this time.

He hesitated before giving it to Kavar then said, "You must swear that you will not repeat anything you read in this file. There is a reason it was eyes only for years. Only a handful of people know this knowledge. It could very well shake society's faith in heroes if they knew the truth."

Knew that there was a quirk out there that could take and give out quirks. That their precious Symbol of Peace was born quirkless.

"I won't say anything to anyone without your approval," promised Kavar.

With that Izuku handed over the closest thing to proof, he had that his mind was from the future. That in reality, he was mentally almost two decades older than his friend. The files would either make or break his case.

Izuku watched as the blood drained from Kavar's face. Everyone who followed All Might's career knew of his sudden disappearance last year. It was explained as being a sudden illness something that at the time didnt sit well with him. Then he found out the truth. All Might fought and barely won against All For One. Both hero and villain had been left in a near-death state. Slowly but surely All Might's time as a hero would come to an end. Not long after Izuku would turn sixteen there would be another battle. This time All For One would end up in prison and All Might would retire.

At the time everyone thought that would be the end of it. That no one would dare stand up against the heroes again. They couldn't have been more wrong. The League of Villains would amass forces from the shadows. They were left practically unchecked until they made their move. By which countermeasures were too late.

Kavar said drawing him from his thoughts, "This explains so much about All Might," he took a deep breath blue eyes closing for a moment. When they opened there was a determination that Izuku had never seen before in them, "What can we do to prevent this from happening again?"