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"Hello, I'm Izuku Midoriya," he said calm, almost cold. He knew somewhere inside his mind that he should be freaking out on many levels. He was lying on a girl's lap. A beautiful girl's lap: she had even done the hair tuck like his books. He couldn't talk to girls, hell he couldn't talk to anyone. But why wasn't this bothering him so? Why was he so calm? Why couldn't he stand up or move or anything? Why was she so damn warm?

"Um…. Why can't I move? And why am I not freaking out? And not to complain or anything why are you holding my head in your lap?"

She chuckled and gave him a dazzling smile that should have broken him, but instead, his emotions didn't flare up. "One. You can't move because we are not allowing you to. Two. You are not freaking out because your emotions are being dampened. Three. You had this image in your head thousands of times wishing to experience it once, so I decided to give it to you."

"We?"

"Yes, Phoenix and I"

"Are you two different beings or people?"

"Yes and No. I am, or I was a host for the Phoenix Force one of its favorites what you see here is an echo or a member of the person that was Jean Grey. Do you remember when you tried to look upon the voice and your mind could not comprehend what you were seeing?"

"Yes"

"That is the true visage of the Phoenix, the firebird you saw is a physical manifestation of that shaped by reality when we enter it. I am a way for us to talk in a way that your mind can understand."

"So, what happens now?"

"As of right now, your body is cocooned inside your home being rebuilt."

His mind began to race a small moment of panic before that soothing feeling began again. "Why am I being rebuilt?"

"You're dead," She said in a simple matter-of-fact way. "You threw yourself off a building."

"Yea, your right… so couldn't you just resurrect me or something?"

Smiling "Yes, we could but to be honest your body is not suited or ready for us. You wanted and dreamed of being a hero, but you never did anything to push to that goal except dream. No exercise, no training, nothing. Well except analyze quirks like a madman."

If he could have blushed, he would have. "But no one believed in me? I didn't have a quirk."

"And?" she replied coldly. "You think just because you have a quirk that all of sudden everything is easier? That they don't have to work hard to make it better to control it?"

Images began to flood Izuku's mind. He saw Bakugo, exercising and practicing. A girl with green hair and a frog quirk running through a forest jumping and using her tongue to lash out and hit flying targets her younger siblings were throwing around. Another girl with short brown hair floats around an abandoned building while touching objects making the float and fall before she comes to the ground and throws up before beginning again. A boy, his face scarred with hair of white and half red, sitting in a training room with ice all around freezing the boy over as he continued to push and push. The images came faster of kids, teens, heroes, and even villains, practicing and training. Before showing him his one-time favorite here All Might in a gym practicing and practicing for hours.

"A quirk is great, or I can be if you know how to use it. If you train how to control, it. But are all the hero and villain fights you, see? Are they just using their quirks or are they running, fighting, or doing other things?"

He just lied there, and he knew she was right. yes, he had been born quirkless, but he never did anything but wallow and not try to improve.

"You never fought back. You just let him beat you down repeatedly. You tried to jump in and save others sometimes and then just let him beat you. If you are going to go down, go down swinging for fuck's sake."

Izuku wanted to cry. She was right she was so damn right. He didn't do anything, didn't try to exercise, work out to get stronger, didn't try to join a Dojo, or even watch videos online to try and learn how to fight. He would just take his beatings as that was his lot in life. He was exactly what Bakugo had said he was Deku. Yes, Bakugo had helped to beat that into him, but Izuku had never even tried to improve his lot. Never took any steps to do well jack shit. He was angry, he could feel the anger, it wasn't muted like his other emotions. Yea, he suffered, yea he was treated poorly but he never did anything. No recording videos of the assault and taking them to the police. Nothing just covering for that piece of shit Bakugo all the time to his mother. No wonder she is fucking left. Could she have done better, yeah, but he did nothing to help himself. He suddenly paused, noticing the anger, and looked up at Jean. "Why can I feel this but not the embarrassment of my head in your lap?"

"Because I am blocking the emotions that will hinder this conversation."

"So, what now? What happens now?"

She smiled with the warmth of a mother looking down on her son for the first time. "We are going to rebuild your body, I am going to train your mind, and you are going to rise from the ashes because you are the Phoenix. Either you will lead this world to change, or you will bring it down in the fires of rebirth. This world is on the brink, I know you can see some of the problems but there is more out there. Your mind is brilliant in some regards, but we are going to train it. I was chosen to lead you down this path because I was a type of "Hero" in my time, I fought to save the world, the galaxy, my friends, and my loved ones. I also made mistakes and destroyed an entire solar system. I failed more times than I could count but I know that in the end I made a difference and that is all that mattered."

Izuku saw flashes, a school of other strange people with different quirks, fights, tears, death, rebirth, lovers lost, and lovers found. The world raging against her and her friends and they fighting to save them anyway. A world hating them, loving them, and hunting them. Driven to the brink of extinction only to rage back. Mistakes took forgiveness for granted. Love: he felt love, familial love, love of friends, and love of the intimate sort.

He looked up at her, at Jean, and saw as things began to overlap in her form, a young, scared girl, a strong confident woman, a leader, a wife, a lover, a hero, a mother, and the Phoenix.

"Wow" was all he could mutter as he gazed up at her. He would wonder if this was love for a moment. But he know it was something else it was admiration for the struggles the perseverance, the simple truth that this woman had gone to hell and back and kept fighting. Kept training and getting stronger till the end of her days. Never gave up. "So, what happens now?"

Looking down at him as she lightly placed her fingertips on the sides of his temple. "Now Izuku" she whispered somewhat seductively. "This is really, really going to fucking hurt."

His brain felt like it exploded, no it was engulfed in fire. He screamed out once before it all went dark.


Mei Hatsume stepped onto the streets of Mustafa exiting from Infinite Arcana Electronics with a small bag in her hand. She was bouncing in excitement to get this little bugger home. The latest processor is the Infinity X69. Normally she would just build her stuff with the scraps she would collect from Takoba Beach and some other scrap sites she had found. But not today. Today was special. The mysterious Infinity was the absolute best, his tech was defiantly beyond everyone. She had saved for this little thing and was going to take it home so she could reverse engineer it so she could make her baby's even better. Nothing was better than making babies. She couldn't wait to get home.

Pausing, she looked up at the sky wondering if she need to grab an umbrella. Normally she wouldn't bother but she had to protect this piece of precious tech till she could disassemble it. Her quirk kicked in she could tell that there weren't storm clouds so she was confident that she would be safe. It was then, as she was zooming out, she saw it or more importantly, she saw him. A boy with messy green hair had climbed the fence of the Yaoyorozu building. "HEY," She screamed. "DON'T DO IT DON'T JUMP. HELP WE NEED A HERO OR SOMETHING" People around her stared as she took off running. Then she saw him drop a small smile off his face and she screamed louder.

Running across the road she didn't even notice how close she came to being isekai'd thanks to Truck-Kun. Darting down an alley to get to her target she lost sight of him; franticly pulling out her phone and calling the police, as she burst from the alley sure of the sight, she was about to see to only see nothing. Nobody, no boy flying away no hero swooping in to make the save nothing but ash falling into a pile where the body should be. She stumbled across the street narrowly avoiding traffic in her daze. Reaching the pile, she pulled a vial from her pocket and scooped up a sample. As she examined it, she could tell that it was Ash; warm still. It took a moment until the sound from her phone and the emergency operator on the other end began to bring her back to reality. "Never mind my mistake" as she hung up her phone. She looked at the sky above.


Ms. Momo Yaoyorozu was sitting in the satellite boardroom of her parents' company in Mustafa listening to her father talk to someone named Sylvia from Infinite Arcana. Sylvia, as she was learning, was the C.E.O of Infinite Arcana. The two C. were finalizing a deal that would be of a big boost to Yaoyorozu Corporation. The Corporation that her parents were grooming her to run. The corporation she didn't want to run. She had different ambitions, she wanted to be a hero. Her parents were not happy, she had managed to convince them to let her apply in a few years if only it would add a boost to the company and family if their future head were also, in fact, a pro hero. I mean after all if your company is known for its support gear what better advertisement could you get than the pro hero and C.E.O Creati using those very inventions to save lives?

She knew her parents loved her, but she was the only heir. Her mother was forced to have a hysterectomy shortly after Momo was born. It was deemed a miracle she was even born in the first place. Difficult conception, difficult pregnancy, and incredibly difficult and dangerous labor. So, there was no second child to carry on the legacy. So, it was her responsibility. She knew her quirk was powerful and versatile; being to create pretty much anything as long as she knew the chemical composition is to put it simply amazing. This was how her family had risen to such great prestige, her distant ancestor was said to have a similar quirk back when quirks first manifested. Now here was Momo expecting to carry on into the future.

She wanted to help people. She wanted to save people. Be someone that people could look up to. A long time ago she helped a boy in the park after he had been beat up by some bullies. She had happened upon the scene after the fact. All she had done was make some simple gauze and help the poor boy. But the look of gratitude he had given her cemented it at once. She wanted to be a hero. She never got his name.

Momo was in fact kind of lonely, she didn't have many friends. Well, real friends, she went to a prestigious academy for the rich. After learning an unbelievably valuable lesson in middle school about girls using her to increase their social status and her first "boyfriend' being a shallow douche whom she heard talking to his friends about how he was going to "score" with the rich girl. Puberty had hit her like a bomb, she was tall, curvaceous, with large breasts and great skin. It was difficult, to say the least. She sighed quietly and thought about calling her only true friend Mellissa tomorrow. Mellissa was an exchange student for a semester, and they had hit it off. Mellissa was quirk less and the only daughter of David Shield the genius inventor for I-Island. But she was brilliant, fearless, funny, and most of all genuine. They had stayed connected and had even been to see each other a few times.

She was slowly getting lost in thought when suddenly, she saw a body fall through the windows. She screamed.


Authors Notes.

Hello all. I am sure that I should have done this one first chapter, but I wanted to say thank you for taking some time out of your day to read this and I hope you enjoyed it. I went back and fixed a few things I noticed in the first chapter just a few words here and there. I was so nervous and excited that I posted it with us re-reading it. It wasn't till I read it aloud that I noticed some stuff. I'm sure that will be consistent going forward.

First, Infinite Arcana is from a Tabletop rpg that I created and ran with friends. as well as Infinity. they are not major for this story, but I wanted to use some OC stuff.

Second, I just liked Mei and wanted to introduce her early. She will be meeting with our hero rather early.

Third. Momo is by far my favorite. She needed an introduction. Also, to kind of show what my take is going to be on her.

Fourth, Melissa being introduced in some fashion just felt right.

Fifth, and last. THANK YOU ALL AGAIN. I have always wanted to write something but honestly, I was afraid. But I started reading this site and was just inspired by all these people putting their stories out there. My life has been so fucking crazy over these last 3 years and reading on this site made me forget for an hour or two. So, thank you all again.