The hospital room of Izuku Midoriya was filled to the rim with gifts, cards and chocolate with most of the chocolate being from one Himiko Toga, a girl who due to her quirk would have been drawn to blood, but due to a lot of work and effort from both Vlad King and Chizome Akaguro her compulsion to blood had now been replaced by an even greater addiction to chocolate and all other sugary sweets.
"Come on ZuZu just one more please,"
"No Himiko please, no more,"
The sugar addicted blonde was sitting on her knees leaning towards Midoriya trying to take a chocolate bar from his hand.
"Come on Zuzu it's not just any chocolate its got these little bits of cookies in it come on I promise it's the last one."
"No Himiko stop please you can't eat any more chocolate."
"But I want to eat the chocolate now, " Himiko was grabbed the chocolate straight out of his hand.
"No Himiko stop" Midoriya pushed against Himiko trying to grab the chocolate bar.
Suddenly smoke burst from Midoriya's hands and consumed the hyperactive blonde before disappearing.
"Himiko?" Midoriya looked around the now empty hospital room
A similar cloud of smoke appeared on the ceiling just in front of the end of his hospital bed.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH Owww," Himko fell out of the clouds and onto the very hard floor.
Izuku scrambled to the edge of the bed.
"Himiko are you ok"
"Noooooooo,"
"why, where are you hurt your legs, your arms, your head,"
"Noooooo,"
"Then what,"
There was a brief moment of silence.
"I landed on top of of my delicious cookie crumble chocolate bar."
The was another awkward moment of silence which was quickly broken when Midoriya burst out laughing.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
"IT'S NOT FUNNY!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA,"
Himiko leapt towards him arms stretched in an attempt to strangle him.
"ARGHHHHHHHHH,"
"AHHHHHHHHHHH,"
Izuku thrust his arms out to protect himself and once again the purple smoke emerged and engulfed her before disappearing leaving the room once again Himiko-less
A few doors down:
"HE HAS WHAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT!"
The sound of Present Mics voice filled the room, the volume of his voice nearing the point where even a decibel louder and the likelihood of the room being torn apart would increase exponentially. The eyes of Eraserhead or at least the parts that were visible were wide open in shock from listening to what the principal had just said. His eyes slowly blinked as the injured hero spoke to the principal slowly.
"What do you mean he has Oboro's quirk Nezu."
"I mean that at the USJ, Izuku Midoriya fought and then proceeded to ingest the blood of Kurogiri, the villain with a warp based quirk, and was almost completely made up of purple clouds."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH," falling out of a group of clouds that had appeared on the ceiling was one manic blonde who quickly pushed herself to her feet.
Both men and the prinicpal looked at her in shock.
"WHERE IS HE, WHERE IS ZUZU!"
The princpal smirked.
"Two doors down on the right."
The blonde rushed out of the room growling. The principal slowly turned back to his former student.
"Looks like like Midoriya has been experimenting with his quirk now as I was saying due to the very small amount of quirk analysis we were able to perform on Kurogiri we now believe that he is a bioengineered weapon much like Nomu, the large creature that injured you."
""But that means-"
"It does Aizawa, it means that years ago when your friend, Oboro Shirakumo died, the League of Villains or at least the Leagues' founders stole Oboro's DNA or pehaps even his entire body and then proceeded to use it as the base for Kurogiri. We know this as Oboro's Quirk seems to be the most prominent of Midoriya's newly gained quirks with all the other quirks being connected to or reliant on it,"
Eraserhead collapsed backwards into his hospital bed, he couldn't focus he felt like he was having a panic attack.
"I will give you some time to proccess,"
Principal Nezu started to walk towards the door.
"How many,"
The Principal stopped walking.
"How many quirks did they put into Obo-Kurogiri,"
Nezu spoke quietly.
"We believe five quirks or at least that's the amount Midoriya copied,"
A quiet sob could be heard throughout the room followed by the sound of a quiet murmur.
"no,"
Principal Nezu walked out of the room.
"Natsuo over here,"
A white haired boy walked across the café floor towards the table where his sister was sitting down calling out to him.
"Hey Fuyumi," he spoke solemnly.
She stood up and gave him a large hug, a hug that he didn't return. They both sat down a solemn look still gracing his face.
"What's wrong little bro," they sat in silence for a moment.
"Is it true,"
"Is what true,"
"That some kid in Shoto's class has our elder brothers quirk, is that true Fuyumi," he was speaking quietly so quietly you could barely hear it but Fuyumi did..
Fuyumi just sat there her hands holding a cup of coffee.
"It's true,"
Natsu collapsed backwards further into the chair that he was sitting in.
"How long,"
"I'm sorry?"
"How long have you known," cold white clouds of frozen air were escaping his mouth as he spoke.
Fuyumi looked down shamefully.
"I found out only a few days ago,"
Natsuo almost seemed to choke.
"So then there is a chance, a chance that Touya is still alive, that our brother is still alive, he has to be for that kid to copy his quirk." he spoke quietly.
"Oh Natsuo," Fuyumi spoke quietly," do you remember when we were a lot younger and mum used to take us to the park every month."
"Yeh,"
"Well one time, when we were at the park I saw Touya sitting down and speaking to a kid the who looked like he was the same age as Shoto but he had green hair. And yesterday I saw a photo of Izuku Midoriya they were the same person, so Midoriya must have copied Touya's quirk that day at the park."
Natsuo looked down shaking a singe tear slowly falling down the right side of his face.
"So he's really gone isn't he,"
"Yeh he is Natsuo."
Fuyumi stood up walked around the table gave her brother a tight hug. Both of them were silent.
Standing outside the café a man dressed in a black hoody stepped away from the window and walked down a nearby alley. He would of been crying if only his tear ducts hadn't burned away years ago
"Fascinating absolutely fascinating,"
"Doctor,"
"Brilliant absolutely brilliant,"
"Doctor,"
"I'm sorry sir but this is absolutely fantastic."
All for One and his oldest subordinate who was also possibly his oldest friend, Dr Kyudai Garaki were both standing in one of the Dr's many labs.
"I have never seen such a comprehensive copy based quirk in my life, the very way the quirk functions is truly fascinating first by assimilating the blood of other individuals giving the user access to their quirks and then adapting the body at a fast enough rate that he replicates the original owners natural resistance to the side effects of their quirks almost instantaneously."
The doctor had in his hands a file filled with various scraps of paper and medical history.
"Can we use it for the Nomu's doctor,"
The doctor looked at AFO.
"Why of course we can, if I am correct when we get our hands on this kid or even a few drops of his blood we will be able to begin the process produce more high end Nomu then we can possibly imagine."
Underneath his large medical mask All For One smiled a cruel smile.
"We may even be able to produce a Superior version of Gigantomachia,"
All For Ones smile grew even wider.
The Doctor's smile grew wider as well.
"It is such a shame though,"
"A shame doctor?"
"Yes a shame I was supposed to be the doctor who did Midoriya's quirk check up, if only Tomura hadn't destroyed those Proto-type Nomus that day we could have had access to this kids quirk so much sooner
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A dark alley was flooded with blue light, flames washing over the walls as a figure dressed in a black hoodie slowly walked towards a man who was desperately trying to crawl away from him.
"You come here into this city, the city where my family lives and you dare to put their lives in danger," The figure raised his right hand and let blue flames engulf it.
"NO PLEASE LET ME GO!"
"I'm sorry but for what you were about to do I will show you no mercy."
The man had tears streaming down his face.
"PLEEEAAASAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Blue fire engulfed the man leaving behind nothing but a few ash covered bones. The figure looked at them for a moment letting his actions sink in.
"And here I was thinking that you were some Underground hero but no your just some common vigilante."
The figure turned to face the area where the voice had come from and a man dressed in a strange ninja get up with a red scarf like mask covering the area around his eyes, with blades strapped across his body and a large katana strapped to his back.
"I am Stain the one who shall wipe the false heroes from this world and you are?"
The figure in the black hoody stood and thought for a moment, slowly he lowered his hood. He looked at Stain and spoke.
"Dabi my name is Dabi and that man was going to do something that threatened my family,"
"Well Dabi what shall we do now, will we fight or will you give me a reason to spare your life,"
Fire slowly leapt up across Dabi, blue flames emerging from his arms, the alley was illuminated by in blue fury a smile on his face.
"Why not both,"
Stain smiled, his long tongue emerging from of his mouth.
"So be it." he said reaching for his katatana as he leapt towards Dabi.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH MY ARM! WHY IS MY ARM BROKEN!"
One of the members of UA's hero course was standing in the middle of Gym Gamma their arm shattered at multiple points. They turned to face the deflated form of their mentor.
"Ah Yes I forgot to mention, that might happen."
The skeletal figure of Toshinori Yagi was standing behind his student, his eyes peering at the shattered arm of his successor.
"YOU FORGOT HOW DID YOU FORGET,"
"I don't know I guess since it never happened to m-"
"AAAAAHHHHH WHY IS IT HANGING LIKE THIS IT'S FLOPPY,"
"Well yes, let's go and see Recovery girl and get you healed up, then we can see what One For All is doing to your quirk and how it's starting to change it,"
"WAIT IT ALSO AFFECTED MY QUIRK!"
"Did I also forget to mention that?"
"YES! HOW DO YOU FORGET STUFF LIKE THIS,"
Skele-might shrugged.
"I guess it's because I was born quirkless
"WAIT WHAT!"
2 days later:
"You can do it come on Kirishima,"
"yeah you can do it!"
"Come on Kirishima,"
"harder and Harder and HARDER!"
The red headed manly maniac's rocky skin became more and more jagged, becoming stronger and stronger from activating his quirk again and again.
"YEEEEEAAAAAHHH!"
Suddenly his skin softened, his eyes dulled and he collapsed onto the floor.
"Ow"
His two cheering friends, Mina Ashido and Toru Hagakure, stopped encouraging him and rushed towards him, panicking over his collapsed form,"
"Kirishima,"
"You ok,"
The red headed boy slowly turned his head to the side.
"Yeah I'm fine, just need to try again,"
he began to push himself up but his arms gave out and Kirishima fell to the floor once again.
"Or maybe I should just rest."
Kirishima fell asleep on the floor of Gym Gamma.
Suddenly Yaoyorozu burst through the door.
"GUYS IT'S TOKOYAMI HE'S AWAKE."
Everyone rushed out of the gym leaving a sleeping Kirishima on the floor
"AAH KIRISHIMA I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU,"
Slowly the boy opened his eyes and looked at the inflated form of his teacher.
"Oh hey All Might what's up?"