"Well well well…" Kizuki said as she walked up to the familiar face that was standing at the edge of the swelling crowd, "what do we have here? You spend so much time behind that desk I thought your quirk caused you to be rooted to it."

Miyagi merely reached up and adjusted his glasses. "I do have a life outside of news."

"You could have fooled me." The blue skinned woman glanced at him before looking about the crowd. "Seriously, you MUST tell me why you are here! I thought you'd moved beyond fighting in the trenches for a story."

"Is that mockery I hear in your voice."

"Only for that opinion," Kizuki countered. "Everyone knows that the best way to get a story is to be right in the middle of it. No reporter ever truly captured the hearts and minds of their readers… or I suppose viewers in your case… by hiding far away from the action." She smiled at him but only for a moment, her eyes turning once more to scan the crowd, to try and identify everyone in attendance. "So tell me… what made you decide to come out here for this."

"All Might," Miyagi stated.

"Well of course," Kizuki said dramatically. "There must be more to it than that though!"

"Maybe his station just ran out of reporters, " Tokuda said, the laid back reporter gliding up to the two. "Or maybe he decided he wanted to be here for whatever big announcement All Might is about to make."

"Oh come now, it has to be more than that," Kizuki teased, flashing Tokuda a smile that was a bit more predatory than it needed to be. Of course considering the history the two of them shared, with multiple scoops stolen and restolen from each other, that was to be expected. Honestly Tokuda would have been more worried if Kizuki had been all sweet and kind to him without any ulterior motive.

"This is going to be huge," Tokuda stated. "Don't deny it… you know that this is big."

"You know I love chasing stories, no matter how small," Kizuki reminded him.

"True," Tokuda stated. "But all three of us know that All Might doesn't do press conferences. The big guy likes to shoot off press releases from his hero agency. Unlike most heroes he's not interested in giving us all soundbites. His last interview was years ago… he's gone through five different costume changes since then! Big lug likes to dick with us."

"You should be more respectful," Miyagi said with a bit of disapproval coloring his words. "All Might is still the Number 1 hero."

"You think I'm mocking him?" Tokuda stated. "The opposite! The man would rather be saving lives than giving interviews… I have no problem with that!"

"Yes yes, every hero should be like All Might," Kizuki said with a roll of her eyes. In actuality she rather liked that there were so few heroes like All Might as it made it easier for her and her… associates… to work towards their perfect world when there were so many heroes willing to look the other way. Some even held sympathies with them, though they couldn't ever admit it aloud. All Might simply was too straight laced to ever be a help to her and her association; he probably looked both ways before crossing an empty street and always used a coaster when drinking his plain milk. "So what do you think this is about?" Her eyes widened. "OH! You think he's retiring?!"

"Never," Tokuda stated.

"Don't be so sure," Miyagi stated. "All Might is getting up in years. He's been active for three decades now… he must be in his fifties." Thanks to how secretive All Might was and how well he had aged it was rather difficult to tell how old he was.

"So?" Tokuda asked. "Have you looked at the man? He still looks as fresh as when he first debuted!"

Before any of the reporters could say another world a dull roar filled the air and they looked up to see All Might stepping out of the building he'd clearly been waiting in. It was some nondescript office building, most likely chosen because it wasn't affiliated with anyone or anything so there would be no claims of the hero using his status as the Symbol of Peace to give them a competitive boost. A small stage had been set up in front of the building and several people in suits, most likely from his agency or the Hero Commission most of the reporters assumed, were already seated as All Might approached the podium. As for All Might himself he wore his traditional red and blue outfit; his Modern Look as the Hero Fans were prone to calling it.

"I am sorry to keep you all waiting but now I am here!" he declared at the reporters. Though many of them jaded and hardened by their years of hard work in tracking down stories they still burst into cheers like they were children at the circus. He waited until everyone was quiet before he began to speak again. "Ever since I debuted in America there have been questions about me. I have read some of your theories… very amusing!" He grinned at that and some reporters laughed while others, who had made careers off those theories, shifted from foot to foot nervously. "I have in the past remained silent, as I have been more focused on being the Number 1 Hero and the Symbol of Peace."

He paused.

"But now… I would like to tell you a bit about myself."

The reporters all went utterly quiet. Tokuda sprouted several cameras from his body in order to get plenty of good shots while Miyagi took out a notebook and pen to scribble down information. Kizuki for her part merely hit the record button on her phone, wanting a copy of whatever All Might had to say.

"Many have wondered about my personal life. And many of you also know the only times I have ever spoke out against rumors were when someone tried to link me to another hero. I have always maintained that such falsehoods can cause aspiring young heroes to face burdens they should not. But… there is another reason." All Might took a breath. "I was married."

Every reporter would later swear it felt like the earth had stopped rotating.

It was a testament to how shocking the news was that no one even THOUGHT of screaming out a question.

"I will not reveal her name," All Might said softly, the silence allowing his voice to carry all around them. "While she is gone now I do not wish to drag those that loved her into the gossip and scandal that can come from such a relationship."

The utter PAIN in All Might's voice made some of the battle hardened reporters want to weep. Others cursed their own professions for driving All Might to hide the relationship.

Others… were already planning to dig up any dirt they could on Mrs. Might.

"But… a piece of her lives on."

The sadness and plotting disappeared.

"I have called this press conference to introduce you all to her." He waved his hand. "Please say hello to Star Might… my daughter."

The reporters began to scream out the held back questions at last thanks to THAT little revelation but at once went quiet again when they saw the woman in question walk out of the office building. She was a short woman, made even smaller by just how huge All Might was, but no one would ever DARE claim she was tiny. They could see from her tight costume that she was strong; if All Might hadn't stated his wife was dead many of the reporters would have asked if the dead woman had been Mirko (a common theory when it came to who might share the Symbol of Peace's bed). Her long blonde hair trailed behind her as she walked with confidence and grace to the microphone, pausing only to share a hug with All Might which caused a thunderstorm of camera flashes to go off. When they finally let go All Might stepped back and the woman, Star Might, stared out at the crowd.

At once Kizuki was struck by how confident All Might's daughter appeared to be. There was none of the shyness or awkwardness so many young heroes had when they had their first interviews. No… Star Might stood there with the dignity of a queen. She made no move to deal with the reporters screaming questions at her; where others would have been flustered she merely stared them down, a mountain against a raging sea, the only movement she made being the quirking of a single eyebrow.

After about two minutes the reporters grew quiet, realizing that Star Might wouldn't say a word until they acted like professionals. When they were able to restrain themselves to whispers she nodded and finally spoke.

"Thank you all for coming," the woman stated. "My father and I thought it best that I answer a few questions, so that you might better understand who I am."

The reporters began to shout again and once more she stayed silent until, at last, they all went silent and allowed each other the rare journalistic respect that sometimes flared up in their community and took turns in calling out questions.

"You are really the daughter of All Might?" one reporter asked.

Star Might merely said, "yes" and said reporter ducked down, embarrassed that he had wasted his chance on such a dumb question. She wasn't rude about it but unlike All Might, who would have most likely repeated the very statement he had just given, his daughter merely confirmed before waiting for the next question.

"Where have you been all this time?" another reporter asked.

"With my mother at our home."

"And where is that?"

"Naboo."

Kizuki frowned at that, filing away the name so she might look into it. The Meta Liberation Army prided itself on knowledge, for it was said knowledge that allowed them to continue their work. To have a place exist that none of them had ever heard of be the home of All Might's child? That was… worrisome. And for Kizuki it was already becoming an itch that she couldn't quite scratch away. She wanted to know more about the place, where it was and who else lived there. What stories could they tell? Did they know who Star Might was? Did they know who her father was? Were there other secret hero children that lived there or had it been a place to hide away from the entire life?

"Why have you decided to reveal yourself now?"

Star Might's smile dimmed slightly. "When I was growing up my family knew that I would be a target because of who my father is. He wanted to protect me and my mother so we kept ourselves away from the larger world. But I am able to handle myself now and with her passing I've decided that I should enter the larger world."

Kizuki wanted to ask about that but someone else called out, "But you two have met before?"

"He's my dad," Star Might said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. And Kizuki supposed for the young woman it must have been. She wondered what life with All Might as a father would have been like. Did the Symbol of Peace tuck his little girl into her bed and read her stories? Did he change stinky diapers and deal with spit up on his costume? There had been some who had noticed All Might decreasing his time patrolling; a decade ago he would spend days without sleep assisting in all manner of things but now he would be spotted only sporadically. It was why so many thought he was preparing to retire. But if he had a child…

"What will you be doing now that you've come to Japan?"

Star Might smiled. Every reporter had a feeling they knew the answer to that question, based on what she was wearing, but they wanted to hear her say the words. NEEDED her to say the words.

"I'm thinking of joining the family business."

The crowd exploded at that, screaming a thousand questions at the young woman. She weathered it all, not leaning back or flinching from the sheer volume of the cries. Instead she merely allowed it to wash over her, unmoving, unflinching, and for many reporters they couldn't help but wonder, even as they screamed out their questions, if this was a vision of their future, of the next-

"I hope you don't mind!" someone called out in a raspy voice, causing the reporters to grow quiet. "I said I hope you don't mind but I have a question I'd very much like to ask."

Kizuki, Miyagi, and Tokuda all turned to stare at the new arrival. He was a young man, maybe in his early twenties, with pale skin, dusty blue hair, and wearing rather plain dark clothing save for his bright red shoes. Oh, and the many grasping dismembered white hands that clutched at his arms, legs, head, and face. He emerged from a swirling portal of black and purple, several other rather nasty looking figures following behind him.

"I want to know who you think you are!" the man shouted. "And I don't mean your silly little name of Star Might. That is just… so derivative. You couldn't think of something better for your player handle? I guess not having a string of numbers behind it is pretty good but come on!" He reached up and scratched at his neck. "No… what I want to know is how you think you can march in here with your Level 1 gear and try and join the second greatest Raiding Party there is! That is just beta level stuff right there!" He threw his arms out wide. "I mean, come on… some of us have the decency to actually try and grind to level up! And you just want to leech off All Might there like you have XP Share on? Pathetic."

"Are we really going to be talking about costumes when you are wearing hospital scrubs and hands?" Star Might asked simply, folding her arms over her chest. For his part All Might moved towards her, his smile falling a bit but remaining there.

"You should know that sometimes the best gear doesn't have the best texture graphics," the new arrival said. "Posers are the ones that go to the Online Store and buy all the shiny new gear with daddy's credit card. I earned my haul… no loot boxes for me." He paused. "Well… except for one. NOMU!"

From the back of the steadily growing group of figures came a truly massive figure. Seven feet tall, their skin was a deep purplish black with pale pinkish red scars around its biceps. The face was pointed and beak-like, yet also very wrong. It wore a part of cargo pants and skull-shaped knee guards, the rest of its body bare. But most startling was the top of its head: rather than a scalp everyone could see its exposed brain, a set of eyes jammed into the wrinkles.

"This, All Might, is a prize I got from a Loot Box. A really good one… it's a hero killer. And its gonna start by making your daughter an orphan!" The new arrival grinned from behind his hand mask as he looked a the crowd. "And I'd say all you little NPCs were going to get a front row seat to me killing the Symbol of Peace but… I think my party members could go for some easy XP. League of Villains? Kill'em all!"

Tokuda dove out of the way as several villains rushed forward, Kizuki rolling out of the way as well. Miyagi she lost track of but she didn't bother to worry about that, more concerned about her own life at that moment. She watched as the massive monster villain, Nomu, rushed forward into the crowd of reporters, either blowing them aside or trampling others that were flung out of the way by his arms, only to meet All Might head on, the shockwave from the two slamming into each other nearly knocking her off her feet. A police officer was trying to make their way towards the new arrival, raising up his gun, but the leader of the villains suddenly darted forward, grabbing the man's wrist. Kiguri stared in shock as the man began to scream, his hand cracking and crumbling like it was made of talc. The villain quickly grew bored of his screams and grabbing the man's face.

"Would you look at that," Kizuki said in amazement, mind racing as the police officer's head crumbled into dust, leaving only his twitching body as it crumpled to the ground. "How does it work…" she whispered, edging closer only for a villain to suddenly be in front of her, leering at her as his eyes, on stalks, took her in.

"Where do you think you're going?" the villain asked, raising up a blade-like claw. His hands were scythes merged with flesh and she could tell they were rather sharp, already dripping with blood. "Don't you want to interview me?"

"Yes, actually," Kizuki stated before reaching out and slapping her hand against the villain's chest. He looked down, confused, before he let out squeaky little sounds of pain. "Oh, the article I could have written about you," she bemoaned as the villain stumbled back, pressing his claws to his chest just before it exploded in a shower of blood and guts. "What a waste."

Kizuki quickly crawled on her hands and knees to a tipped over car, looking around to make sure no one was paying attention to her. Which was easy enough, seeing as everyone was in a panic. All Might was having trouble with Nomu, who seemed to be taking him blow for blow, while his daughter had rushed forward and begun attacking other villains; nothing as impressive as her father but then again it was possible her quirk wasn't like his at all. Kizuki wondered what ability she had. What was she hiding, refusing to reveal. Something weak and pathetic? Or was it so powerful that she was afraid to-

Something exploded to her left and Kizuki snapped out of her thoughts, pulling out her phone and dialing a number.

"What is going on down there?"

"Far more than we expected," she told the man on the other end. "Some brat showed up looking to pick a fight and it's looking like he might be able to back up his words." She shook her head. "This is going to cause a lot of problems for us if we don't shut it down now." She knew that every time a villain went off half cocked, using their quirks wildly to cause harm, the sheep that were the common people would whine and complain and demand there be even more restrictions on quirks. Never mind that if they all worked together they could have actually dealt with the problems themselves… no, they were scared of their power and abilities and thus demanded everyone else be restrained as they restrained themselves.

"What do you suggest?"

"Call in anyone with a good reputation that is friendly with us, sir," she said.

"I agree. That is the only option we have. We can not allow these villains to ruin our hard work," Re-Destro, head of the Meta Liberation Army, declared.

And with that, without either side truly realizing it, The Meta Liberation Army declared war on All For One.