Several unidentifiable languages play over the speakers. Some are guttural and harsh, and others are smooth as silk. It's only after seventeen -it's difficult to tell the difference between languages that you don't understand- when a language Izuku does recognize plays. He's never spoken german before, but he can piece a few words out from the old german hero videos he watched as a child.

"Der - Kandidat wird Erd vertret-!"

The metal doors -Izuku wasn't sure what exactly the doors were made of, but it worded the same way metal did on Earth- slid open, a few armored guards peering over the group with a sceptical look. They were strange things. Nothing close to what Izuku assumed extraterrestrials would look like. Then again, he never really thought they existed. They didn't have the same large eyes and green skin pop culture claimed they did. Izuku would almost prefer they did, because the real thing was a lot more confusing and intimidating.

"Next fighter - - Earth!" Clear Japanese rang out and Izuku's heart started to beat faster. The guard drew nearer, gripping him painfully with seventeen long, spider like legs. Each leg pressed into his body like sharp sticks, a few ripping at his hero suit. He didn't try to struggle. He had learned on his way into the spaceship that struggling only made it worse. He'd have to plan in order to get out of this place, if he could.

The guard dragged Izuku out of the room and shoved him into a small glass cell. It was shaped similarly to a pill, but before he could analyze it further, the air pressure began to drop painfully. Izuku fell onto the bottom of the capsule, trying to get enough air to fill his lungs at least once, panic surging through his body. He gagged and gasped for air like a fish out of water, screaming going silent. Right as his vision began to grow darker, the capsule filled with air and his body was shot up into a tube.

Everything went black until he landed on a hard surface, his head cracking painfully. What he could only assume was the tube opened around him and a roar jolted him to his feet. He was still panting for breath, relying on adrenaline alone to stay on his feet.

Izuku stood in front of a large stadium, thousands of different creatures watching like the Sports Festival, but this didn't fill him with the same excited anxiety. This was a dreaded anxiety. Lights pointed directly onto him. All around him was sand and large pillars of purple and red rocks. Izuku felt tears of panic aching behind his eyes.

"Where am I?! Who are-"

Directly behind him, Izuku saw a large window with only one thing in view. The Earth. His Earth. There was a small nozzle just barely in view, at the bottom of the window. Pink and white light danced violently around the tip, threatening to shoot what he could only assume was a laser of some kind. One big enough to destroy his home planet.

All For One flared through veins as fists slammed against hard glass. It cracked, but repaired itself too quickly to really break. Every web of cracks and chips always shrunk away before he could get another blow in. "NO!" He screamed, his throat feeling raw from disuse. "You can't! Stop! Stop!"

Izuku felt powerless, completely helpless. What could he do? Was this some kind of torture? Did they take him out of his home -away from those who care about him- just to destroy it all in front of his face? It was cruel. More than cruel. It was insanity. How could he live? This was his planet! Everything he has ever known revolves around that one ball of rock. His friends, family, teachers, and heroes. Everything. They couldn't take it away from him. He wouldn't let them.

The glass separating Izuku from the rest of the arena slowly began to disappear into mall bubbles. The speakers boomed up again in clear Japanese. "Human. You will represent your planet in this tournament. If you die, so does your planet. If you win, you save your home from destruction. Win, if you can."

With the message obviously given, the speakers began playing a foreign song and the crowd cheered. Izuku suddenly felt weak, bare, naked. He would have to fight to save everyone on Earth. His entire Species could get completely wiped out in less than twenty minutes. Every animal, location, person. Everything he's ever known can completely disappear and no one would know it. It would hit them before they could prepare. It made his stomach churn bitterly.

A buzzer -not unlike the emergency alarms at UA- blaired and then everything was silent. Chillingly silent. Then, a mountain of rock fell, signalling the start of a war.

Big, neon and intimidating. Those are the three words that popped into Izuku's mind the moment he saw the creature he was expected to beat. It looked like a giant, rabid dog, just waiting to kill whatever it sees first. Apparently, that was yet another mountain of rock, the shattered pieces flying around the arena and a few falling close enough to his Izuku in the leg. It's four sets of front paws began digging away at the ground and knocking over another mountain.

Izuku hid. He ran behind a pillar of stone -or what looked like stone. You never really know with aliens- and listened to the howls and growls of the creature. It made several deep, rumbling noises before another mountain of rock fell. By the end of the match there wouldn't be a single pillar left standing, if Izuku lived that long. Already, One For All flared into his veins, aching to do something.

Just as Izuku was about to peek out at the dog thing, his vision began to shift. The ground twisted and morphed into swirls. His stomach flipped and turned with the ground. Was this a hallucination? What's going on? The ground hit his knees hard and he gasped, pain shooting through his legs. Everything blurred and air became too scarce to properly breathe.

His hair went up, away from his face and neck. The sky was pulling at him like a vacuum but something held him down. The world flipped upside-down -or was it rightside-up?- and below him was a giant, angry dog. Drool dripped down onto his hair and face, soaking everything it touched. It smelled like old meat and felt like honey.

Izuku kicked down, hitting the dog in the face with 100% of his power, cracking something in the process, but it didn't matter. He stood up and tried to look around the area, but everything was blurry and twisted. His stomach lurched again, but he ignored it. The dog made another noise and disappeared into a cloud of steam. Where had that come from? Was it poisonous? He hoped not. It was making the air harder to breathe.

The world began passing by and Izuku tried to move. One For All flared through his legs and the world zipped by faster. He hit a wall, then went through it. The crowds above him began to clap and roar. Izuku ran through another wall and then the world went dark, but not black. He could see lights at the end of the hall -was it a hall? Lights were supposed to be on the floor, right?- and ran toward them at full speed. He took a sharp turn left and nearly tripped over another body. They were shaking and screeching, but he ran past.

The twisting slowly stopped, but the world was still upside-down. He stopped running and caught his breath, letting his stomach finally release the meal he last had. Once the dry heaving was over and he checked his body for breaks and sprains, he continued down the hall at a normal walk. He tried his best to read what labels he could -which was none of them- and looked through each window. After an unknown amount of time, he came across a large door, windows wide and open. He slipped right through and vaguely wondered where everyone had gone.

"Human!" The speakers shreaked, making Izuku jump and release a yelp. "Human, return to your cell."

What did they take him for? Who willingly returned to confinement? He almost scoffed, but his heart was beating too loudly for him to really try.

"We will save your planet if you return to us now."

How was that supposed to make sense? They could obviously be lying, but at the same time, he didn't know how to stop them from firing that cannon. If he continued to walk around like this, then he might end up killing everyone. If he did return, then he'd be less likely to escape again. He might never know if Earth survived or not. He might end up dying in that same dark cell. He could grow old, turn grey and never speak again. He couldn't go back, could he? Would he want to know if Earth was destroyed? Would he rather live with the uncertainty or live in dread, knowing the truth.

"Return now! You have won the fight, Young Warrior."

He won? How had he won? He ran away?

Something released a high pitched sound behind him before blue and purple lights took over his consciousness.

…

Izuku woke up on the floor of the UA training field.

"Deku! Are you okay?!"

Who is that? Uraraka?

"Mirdoriya! Get up!"

That was definitely Aizawa-sensei.

"Are you alright, My boy? You took quite a fall."

And All Might? Wait, what happened?

The world shifted and Izuku was looking out at the field horizontally. When had he sat up? No, someone must have pushed him up. The warm hands on his back was proof.

"What the heck, Man?! You flashed out of existence in the locker room and then landed in the fields!" Kirishima shouted, even though he was inches away from the green haired hero's ear.

Suddenly, a strange amount of clarity washed over him. He had one that fight, against the creature. Everyone's safe. Izuku couldn't help himself from crying. "I love you guys."

"Share your love after Recovery Girl's had a chance to check over you." Aizawa glared at him, relaying his irritation clearly. Izuku knew he held the "problem child" title, and this incident did nothing to redeem him.

That was okay. Izuku didn't mind it, as long as the Earth stayed safe.

Author's Notes: This took a while to write and I'm so sorry about that! This was a strange suggestion, but I found myself enjoying it a lot. I'm not very good at right scenes, so I hope you guys liked it. Remember, you can always give me suggestions and I will post it here as soon as it's done!