Smoke 13

Harry grinned as appeared in front of a group with ranged quirks. It turned out smoke was very effective at obscuring vision. "What the…" One villain cried out, his final word was unsaid as Harry jumped jamming his knee into his jaw. "V-Trigger!" Harry boomed as he brought his other leg up to jump on the falling villains chest sending him into the floor. In mid-air, knees tucked to his chest and arms outstretched, he lashed out with his feet catching a villain he'd quickly called 'Bullet Fingers' in the neck and another villain with snake hair 'Medusa'...only Medusa was a guy. Harry winced as he heard the sound of bones breaking. "Fuck."

"You're pretty good…kid. But there's five more of us and only one of you." Another Villain stated as she began to show the bones from the tips of her fingers. Harry snorted "Blackout!" Harry shouted as he blasted smokescreen from his hands. The sounds of villains coughing and choking, allowed Harry to swiftly take them out. One went down to broken legs and broken hands, specifically the thumbs. The second and third he hit them both with identical shots to the left cheek; utilising his quirk he teleported between them hitting both sets of ears discombobulating them; he deflected the wild erratic punches and directed them into body shotting each other. They were now side-by-side, Harry dropped into a crouch avoiding the blind counter attacks. He hit them with his elbows weakening the left side of their jaws; he followed up with two jaw cracking jabs. Harry wasn't the strongest of fighters, but, he was able to manipulate his speed to make up for his lack of physical strength. The thugs were reeling, two quick punches to the ribs and solar plexus followed the jaw cracking punches. Harry got lucky he caught the duo on the opposite sides of their mouths disclocating their jaws entirely. He finished with a pair of kicks to the diaphragm. For the remaining villains he manipulated the smoke into tendrils and slammed them together knocking them out.

Aizawa saw the results of what Smoke had done, it wasn't hard. It looked like there were at minimum three dead villains. "Smoke are they?" He watched as Smoke jumped over a Minotaur looking villain.

"Are they what, Eraserhead? Gonna have to be more specific." He heard his transfer student reply, followed by a grunt and release of oxygen.

"Did you kill three villains, just now?"

"Ah them…I don't think so. I mean they're not going to be villains if I haven't." Harry replied as the Minotaur came barrelling towards him. "Jump!" The voice of the fourth wielder yelled into his head, Harry launched himself airborne, he cleared the head but he hadn't anticipated the hidden left hand.

(Class 1-A)

Shock was written evidently on their faces. They'd taken their transfer student at his word on a lot of things his combat prowess for one. However, seeing it was to be believing. Harry said that he was quick, and that he was; the way he teleported using his quirk to cover the battlefield then obscured his opponents vision allowing him to brutally take them apart.

"Earlobes…" Bakugo growled "didn't you say that you were fucking him?"

Kyoka blushed "Not yet. I'm dating him…but I wouldn't mind." She winced as Smoke received an open hand slap across the back which sent him sprawling across the USJ.

"Didn't, Lung Cancer say that he was durable? He'd better be because that slap must have broken a few bones." The Explosive Teen state.

"Bakubro, Smoke's getting up. LOOK OUT!" Kirishima finished as he pushed the duo away from the rapidly forming Mist Villain.

(Villains)

Tomura Shigaraki was fuming. A hero and a student were taking his apart his horde of minions, like a drunkard consuming beer…with no effort. He snorted as the student went sprawling after being clobbered by the Minotaur. "Kurogiri…you know what to do." His guardian, advisor, second in command nodded and vanished.

"Nomu…fuck that kid up."

(Fade)

Harry found himself lying face up in front of his six predecessors "Dude…you got your shit rocked from a love tap." Banjo crowed, Harry sat up.

"Don't I know it…Five. I got too carried away playing Matadore."

Second and Third were sitting in there seats "Nice work on those immediate thugs. None of them are dead but three are permanently paralysed." Second stated.

"Well…that's one worry dealt with. Now…that big blue and ugly."

"It's called a Nomu. They're multi-quirked shock troops of All-For-One." Second explained "When Eight flattened All-For-One it appeared they were all dealt with."

Harry swore briefly and profusely "Because they're back…it means he's not dead. The chump leading them introduced himself as Shigaraki…coincidence?"

First nodded "That boy is my brothers trump card. Now…you've never activated One-For-All have you?"

"Considering I don't want to become 'Chunky Human Salsa'...no."

"That won't happen with you. Because we fused with you, not the other way around."

"So how do I activate it?"

"How do you breathe, Seven?"

Harry smirked. Shit was about to get real."

En grinned at his grandson "For me…shout 'Insert On'."

(Smoke)

He jerked awake as the lumbering footfalls headed towards him. He opened an eye, his cracked helmet HUD displayed the lumbering giant as a Nomu.

He played dead and he felt the Nomu pick him up like a kitten, by the scruff of his neck. He found himself looking into its eye, Harry smirked. The Nomu stopped, "Not doing that Six…Ignition!"

Power flooded through his body. Harry new what adrenaline was, considering the amount of times He'd poisoned himself with it. He activated his quirk and he found himself in a mantle of smoke resembling a knights battle armour. "Pompeii!" He intoned as he pointed his hand at the Nomu.

The searing heat with shockwave did the job it needed to. It freed Harry from the Nomu's grip…by sundering the Nomus arm from the body, by annihilation of the body and the upper part of it.

Harry clattered to the ground, sparking and rolled to his feet. He'd observed Aizawa had his hands full and the Minotaur Villain was creeping up on his Teacher.

(Aizawa)

Smoke…had potential. Not just potential, but experience. He didn't want any of his students to get involved with this. He was worried that they were completely unprepared for what he needed to do.

Smoke had stepped up to the plate and his combat prowess was second to none. There were great gaping gaps in his fighting style, but, for the most part Smoke adapted his fighting style by improving his quirk. Yes, his strikes and kicks left him open to retaliation but if he's blinded his opponent there was no problem.

His critical observations of the teen revealed, Smoke was a speed fighter. His stamina and endurance allowed him to be all over the battlefield, sowing mayhem and discord amongst their foes.

"He's too used to flying solo. He said that he'd attracted the attention of some major villains. He's used to being in the middle of the fight alone. He's been holding back, in him being used as the measuring post he's lulling the Class into a false sense of security. However, I appreciate his restraint."

(Hogwarts)

Harry's HUD despite his suspension from Hogwarts was still connected to Hermione's laptop. "Miss Granger?"

Hermione looked up to see Professor McGonagall staring down at her. "Professor?"

"The class is over, Miss. Granger. Is there something you wish to discuss?" The Scottish former Hero inquired. The Elder woman looked at her pupil and house student with concern.

"Ive…just got a link from Smokes HDU. He's in a bit of trouble. Also Umbridge…"

McGonagall nodded, there had never been a much more unpleasant woman with an equally fitting quirk. "Just keep your head down. I know you miss your friend, unofficially I do too. Officially, I am looking forward too one year without a mess appearing around you three…this is your Provisional Licence Year!"

Hermione nodded "And Harry…"

"And Mr. Potter, will be just fine. You underestimate Mr. Potter's horrifying circumstances are…I have faith in Principle Nezu, Miss Granger, that he will nurture Mr. Potter in a truly great hero…unfortunately at unknown cost."

"How can you say that! Principle Nezu is a hero that's nearly on par with Headmaster Dumbledore!"

"Miss Granger, I have met the man at a seminar about more open mindedness and better relations between those have mutagenic quirks and those who do not, he is the ultimate chessmaster, he willing plays chess with heroes whom he teaches and previous alumni he seems promising and he does it willingly and across an entire county, Albus can not move in the same sphere as Nezu as ably as he once could or potentially never. Albus is not fond of Nezu, and, wanted to refuse Mr. Potter the choice of even attending UA."

Hermione's eyes widened, this was big. "Professor are you saying that hero students are some sort of commodity?"

McGonagall nodded "They are indeed, you need not worry, Miss. Granger, records of your exploits have been placed in you personal heroics file. Although technically they're acts of vigilantism but because of your position unknowingly or knowingly as one Mr. Potters closest allies and confidants you will have no shortage of offers from Heroes who would want to train you. If only it means you're better for surviving Mr. Potters unavoidable hairbrained schemes. Some recognise your intelligence for what it is, you are definitely one of the brightest heroes I've ever had to teach and this generation of heroes are most likely the best generation overall since Mr. Potters father and his friends graced these halls. But do not let it go to your head, Miss Granger. Please consider, Mr. Potter does not have to jump to your tune whenever you need him to. He's been given a chance on the otherside and he might not choose to come back."

Hermione nodded "Go Miss Granger, tell Professor Flitwick that I wished to speak to you about your grades. Oh and please pass me Smokes HUD recordings. Student or not, he requires some external eyes critiquing his fighting style. I know he gets along apaulingly with Professor Snape, but the man IS fair if only reluctantly."

Hermione nodded that made sense "Thank you Professor."

(Class 1-A Students)

Despite being terrified, they had done an admirable job. Either through brute force, strategy and in Midoriya's case some extremely quick wits and a broken finger. Midoriya, Asui and Mineta landed on the bank of the central plaza of the USJ, in time to see Aizawa engage in a fierce melee battle with the hand-man.

Across the arena they could see Smoke, emitting even more of his element, on top of that there seemed to be visible sparks flames flickering through the smoke. He was engaged with something that had been described as an Anti-All Might. He appeared to be winning.

The students who were in the zones closest to Thirteen began to protect her. Meanwhile Kyoka who…with the help of Momo who'd created a harpoon gun had speared the villain holding Denki hostage; who upon release, discharged a web of electricity that if properly honed would have incincerated anyone it touched.

"NOMU! Stop holding back! Kill that overpowered player!" Shigaraki yelled. It wasn't hard to deduce the guys name as Smoke, Aizawa-sensei, the Mist Villain and the other thugs had given up the name. Kyoka watched in orror horror as the thing her boyfriend was fighting began to move at speeds on par with all Might.

"Ignition…Overflow…60%!" The words seemed to modulated and reverberate uneasily around the USJ. Harry then seemed to move into a higher gear, the smoke seemed to begin to glow an unearthly green. Smoke looked at his glowing appendages. "Fa Jin…repetitive movements created kinetic energy…it's how All Might manages to change the weather his punches; kind of impressive honestly." The Third murmured.

"So you mean…combined with En's and Mine Quirks I could…"

"Create and use a technique that hits with the temperature and pressure of a Pyroclastic Surge…certainly. You and Six are not the first Smoke quirks that I've ever met or seen, definitely some of the most potent but not the first. All of you can be pretty scary bastards if trained enough."

Smoke smirked "So how do I use it?"

Third chuckled "Think 'release' as you use the limb…"

Smoke listened to what Third wielder said, the Fourth's danger sense was working in overdrive. The combined power of seven generations of One For All in him at 60% was only just enough to keep him from falling into the Nomu's invisible storm of punches. From what the Man Child, Shigaraki had blathered about his Nomu that it was designed to kill All Might. It had Shock Absorption and Cellular Regeneration, considering he'd cut it in half with an enhanced Pompeii, and it took 20 seconds to regenerate…at 60%, it might just be enough. "PYROCLASM!" Smoke growled as he hurled his mantle of smoke and glowing red arm at the monster.

There was heat, smoke and then a roar accompanied by a sharp snap. Smoke reeled backwards, his arm an ungodly looking purple with the radius and ulna protruding from the elbow. The Nomu had been incinerated.

Yaoyorozu looked to Kyoka, her eyes wide "Potter…he just…annihilated that thing. He's broken his arm." Kyoka nodded "My boyfriend is…tenacious. Look! He's going to rescue Aiazawa-sensei!"

(Group Midoriya)

Izuku, Tsu and Minoru recoiled from the blast. "Kero, Kero, Smoke seems to have broken his arm…Kero." Tsu stated "How's that going to enable him to rescue Sensei?"

Izuku stared in horror "How did Potter get OFA? I've got OFA! The fact that it split means somethings off with it." "Smoke's just getting started, yeah, he's broken his arm…look." They watched as Smoke, expertly made a splint out of two ekrisma sticks and a roll of ductape.

"He's doing that!" Mineta shrieked.

Izuku snorted "He's doing that. I don't even rightly know how he's doing that so well…I know Smoke hasn't always had a team around him for his experiences…so practical experience most likely."

(Shigaraki)

Shigaraki had Eraserhead under his control. Eraserhead was so cool and so tough! He'd taken several kicks to the head and barely winced, he hadn't even screamed when his ribs had been broken.

Shigaraki realised he'd sent Nomu after the wrong target and now it was dead! The way that teen incinerated Nomu! "Cheat! You die!" Shigaraki howled with rage turning his beady read eyes on to the injured teen.

The cracked and broken mask revealed a glowing green eye beneath, and such pale skin it made Shigaraki growl with envy. "Come on then Gyutaro-chan. If you think you're hard enough."

Shigaraki smirked at his opponent, he got that reference "I got that reference, cheater. For the good reference I'll make it quick."

"I think the pharmacist have got something to help you last longer."

Shigaraki growled in fury, and he charged forwards his augmented body allowing him to cover the ground quicker than he'd anticipated. He chucked his left hand, only for his opponent to dodge. "As he'd anticipated." He lunged forwards his right hand open, only for the Smoke Hero to twist to the side and land a brutal elbow to his head.

"Not bad. Unfortunately Gyutaro…You're not getting…" Whatever he he was about to say was cut off as the Nomu ploughed into the side of him.

Then he heard the reinforced doors to the USJ, which he'd later learned had managed to have been cracked open and now the Hero students had actual heroes as back up.