Izuku sat in silence as they drove away from U.A. The whole night had been almost as baffling as the night at camp, thankfully, without the physical danger. He hazarded a glance at his mother, but Inko was not even hazarding a glance at her son; she was solely fixated on the task of driving. She didn't even ask for his order when they pulled through In-N-Out Burger.
Instead, she placed their order, paid, and handed him their food box to hold. They arrived at their apartment, exited the vehicle, and silently walked up the stairs. They entered the apartment, set their belongings in their proper place, and sat to eat in silence. Izuku took a big bite of his 4x4 Animal Style burger; he glanced at his mother and her Double-Double Protein Style, slowly setting his food down as she did the same; their eyes met. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out; his mother did the same, and this process repeated a few more times.
"Ok, I can't take it!" he said slightly louder than he intended; Inko winced, blushed, and quickly took some of her food. "What was that?" Inko's cheeks puffed like a chipmunk pointed to her mouth, indicating that it was full and she couldn't talk. "Imperial Dramas? Four children? What in the world happened back there?"
Inko took her sweet time to masticate her food before she could respond adequately. "I don't know what you are referring to, my son," she replied coolly. "I had a brief conversation with the young lady that you have expressed an interest in, and judging by the display of affection that I bore witness to, I felt it was best for her to understand what is required to gain my approval."
"That!" Izuku said, quickly placing his hands on the table and standing up. "That right there! What the heck is that?"
"I know not what you are speaking of, my son," Inko said as her head tilted slightly, her gaze narrowed, and she brought her fingers up to rest daintily against her cheek. "As the Matriarch of this house, it is important that I fulfill my obligations as such."
"As the matriarch?" Izuku sat down. He even felt himself wilt under her imperial gaze; he shook his head. He mustn't wilt; he must stand tall. Inko watched as his posture changed. His shoulders squared, and he leveled his gaze to meet hers directly. "Mother, I find this sudden change in your manner of speaking odd. I am simply trying to get to the bottom of this."
"So you are meeting me with defiance?" Inko's voice carried a hint of displeasure. "Have you grown so much that you no longer require my intervention?"
"I have said nothing of the sort," Izuku replied. "I am simply voicing my concern as a son should. I always need you; I should have leaned on you more, told you sooner, not shut you out of my life as I have."
"It pleases me to hear your words," Inko's voice softened ever so slightly. "I do not wish to be shut out; I wish to support you as you become a young man, a hero, and a father. Seeing you slip into such a role, the hero role, has made it difficult for me to adjust. The pain and anguish that has closed your heart against me, the anger I have seen below the surface. I wish nothing more than your happiness and well-being. But I hope this is the start of a more open and honest relationship between us, and one where you no longer will lie in mud to dirty yourself just for the sake of others."
"You are right," Izuku responded, his voice crisp and clear… hero-like…" I get it now!" he snapped his fingers.
"What is it that you believe you have perceived?" Inko replied with a devilish smirk.
"This is like when I go all hero; I am not nervous or unsure," Izuku said, relaxing and blushing as he realized what he was doing. "It happens when I need to handle a situation."
"I see; you may be correct," Inko also relaxed. She took a deep breath and blushed. "I don't know why it happened; I just panicked and…" She spread her arms out and shrugged.
"I know. It is like a switch flips, and you don't even realize you are doing it!" Izuku said, blushing some, taking a drink of his milkshake.
"It is so embarrassing!" Inko giggled, doing the same with her iced tea; seeing her son nod in agreement made them both laugh.
Izuku looked at his mother and couldn't help but feel his love for her swell; she seemed so happy then. He stopped and looked at her meal; it was more on the healthy side, at least as far as a fast food meal could be. She was cutting carbs, had no French fries, and had no bun. Her clothes fit a bit looser, and the roundness of her cheeks was not as apparent. She had started taking better care of herself…it was time for him to do the same.
"I love you, Mom," he said with all the compassion he could muster.
"I love you too, Izuku," she said, responding kindly to his declaration. "That was still quite a display you put on with Himiko, though; I think it is important that tomorrow we go and see about getting you started on birth control."
Izuku's bravado fell through the floor at that point as he blushed, stammered, and stared at the floor. "Mom…we... but…"
"It is for both of your protection, Izuku; you are not ready to be a father; she is not ready to be a mother," Inko said as she tried to remove some of the embarrassment of the situation. "But it is obvious at least there is passion there, and that can lead to making some hormonal decisions; I just want you to be safe. She is in the middle of a huge transition in her life, and it is important that if you truly mean to support her, you make sure an accident doesn't lead to a further complication, which neither of you is ready for…though I would love grandbabies." Izuku just continued to blush and fidget with his hands. "But you need to get better; she needs to get better, and so do I. Now let's eat our dinner. You take a bath, and then we can watch something together on television."
"Sounds good, Mom," Izuku said, picking up his burger again. I wonder if Himiko likes hamburgers. Maybe we can go on a date? I want to get to know her more, he thought.
-The Bar with No Name-
"Bring him out," Shigaraki said with a sickening grin; Magni just shrugged and walked down the hall.
"I do not mean to disparage your attempts, my good sir, but I feel that you may be wasting your breath," Mr. Compress commented as Kurogiri handed him his bourbon.
"Just watch and see," Shigaraki said as he wiped the back of his head. "Damn it, Kurogiri, why is it so damn hot in here?"
"I apologize, young master," the man replied. "I sent Spinner to check it out, and the unit appears damaged. Someone seems to have stolen the compressor."
"Are you fucking telling me that the League of Villains have their air conditioner compressor stolen?" Shigaraki said in disbelief.
"That is correct, sir," Kurogiri responded.
"Fine. After this, we will find who stole from us and kill them!" Shigaraki said.
"How does one go about getting that fixed?" Mr. Compress mused.
"Gus's repair," Kurogiri replied. "They charge a fair price and don't ask questions. They are very adept at repairing all sorts of machinery. They repaired the Trans Digital Freon Converter just last week."
"And what does that do?" Shigaraki asked.
"It makes ice cubes!" Kurogiri said with a hint of pride.
"You mean to tell me with all the other things wrong in this place, you called them to only fix the fucking ICE MACHINE!" Shigaraki bellowed.
"Need I remind you, sir, that this is my bar, and I choose what to repair," Kurogiri retorted. "You said, and I quote, "I don't fucking care what else happens as long as I have my internet and my energy drinks."
"I did say that," Shigaraki muttered. "Fine, call Gus and get the air conditioning fixed!"
"As you wish, young master," Kurogiri bowed his head.
"I may have hitched my wagon to the wrong horse," Mr. Compress muttered.
Magni came back and set Bakugo's chair before Shigaraki; the rest of the League wandered in to watch.
"What the fuck do you want?" Bakugo spat out. "What's the matter? Can't afford a proper air conditioner?"
"Shut up!" Shigaraki snapped. "It is being repaired, but I didn't bring you up here to discuss the lack of air conditioning. I brought you up here because you are playing on the wrong team. After what those so-called heroes did to you." Shigaraki held up his phone with a picture of Bakugo chained to the podium at the Sports Festival, foaming at the mouth, and the caption read When Mom doesn't bring home the Dinosaur shaped chicken nuggies.
"They chained you up like an animal, embarrassed you in front of the whole world!" Shigaraki leaned forward. "I see what is there, someone bound and shackled by the rules and expectations that a false society put on them. You weren't meant to be chained. You were meant to show them all how powerful you truly are. To make them bow before you, to lay waste to those who would repress you. Join me, join my league, and take your rightful place in this world at the very top!" Shigaraki extended his hand his hand dramatically.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Bakugo roared. "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I AM ANYTHING LIKE YOU OR YOUR BUNCH OF FUCKING REJECTS. GET A FUCKING LIFE YOU PIECE OF SHIT! LET ME OUT OF THESE RESTRAINTS AND I WILL KICK ALL YOUR ASSES."
"Fine!" Shigaraki sneered. "I thought your eyes had been opened, but you willfully kept them shut."
"OH GOD, DID YOU WRITE THIS OUT AND PRACTICE IT IN A MIRROR? AND YOU ASS CLOWNS FOLLOW THIS STINKY MOTHER FUCKER!" Bakugo tilted his head back and started to fake laugh. "THIS GUY IS SUCH A LOSER! NO WONDER YOU USE THAT HAND TO COVER YOUR UGLY MUG! SO WHEN PEOPLE SEE YOU, THEY DON'T SCREAM, DEAR GOD, WHAT IS THAT FUCKING HIDEOUS THING! I MEAN FUCKING EXTRA CRISPY HAS A BETTER CHANCE NOT MAKING BABIES CRY THAN YOUR UGLY MUG!"
"You shut up!" Shigaraki's hand lashed out to dust Bakugo when a voice came from the speaker on the bar, and Shigaraki's hand froze a few inches from Bakugo's face.
"That is enough, Shigaraki. He is intentionally trying to rile you up," the voice said. "Kurogiri, send him to me."
"I knew you couldn't be the real one in charge," Bakugo grinned.
"Get him out of here!" Shigaraki spat at Kurogiri. A swirling black mist consumed Bakugo.
-Bakugo-
He emerged in a darkened warehouse, tumbling to the floor free of imprisonment. His hand slipped into his pocket, hitting send on the phone hidden there.
"Welcome to my parlor said the spider to the fly," a voice echoed out of the darkness.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Bakugo muttered. He got to his feet, scanning the area around him, small explosions popping in his hands. "Did you bring me here so I could kick your ass?" he said.
"How brave of you?" the voice came again, echoing around the room. "You are already dead; you just don't know it yet." A mocking laughter filled the room.
"Oh really, I hope you brought a fucking army with you!" Bakugo said, ready to fight.
"I don't need an army to deal with you," Bakugo felt something grab him and yank him into the darkness. Bakugo tumbled across the floor; a light sprang to life as he sprang to his feet, revealing an imposing figure sitting upon what appeared to be some makeshift throne. He was tall even while sitting down, Bakugo noted; he had a large muscular build similar to All-Might. He was wearing a navy blue, skull-like gas mask with angular tubes at the top, a wide collar-like life-support system around his neck, with additional pipes connecting in the front and back: a fine-tailored black suit, a black shirt, and a blood-red tie.
"GOOD THING YOU ARE ALREADY DRESSED FOR YOUR FUNERAL!" Bakugo yelled as he fired a massive explosion from all the sweat he had built up sitting in an un-air-conditioned bar. But he didn't stop there. He fired more in rapid succession, and smoke filled the room.
Suddenly, a hand burst from the smoke, snatching Bakugo by the throat. The young hero in training fired off more explosions until there was nothing left, and as the ringing in his ears subsided, all he could hear was the man's laughter. "Pathetic!" the man spat as the smoke cleared. Bakugo clawed at the hand, strangling him as it lifted him off the ground.
"After I take your quirk, maybe I will let you live out the rest of your pathetic life as a quirkless piece of trash!" the man said menacingly.
Suddenly, the doors to the warehouse exploded inward, and standing there was the All-Might.
"RELEASE YOUNG BAKUGO!" He yelled. "YOUR DAYS ARE OVER ALL FOR ONE! THIS ENDS HERE!"
"You are right, All-Might. This does end here. It ends with your death!" All for One yelled. "Watch closely, little worm, as I use your quirk to end All-Might once and for all!" Bakugo's eyes widened in fear. All for One activated his quirk, ready, when suddenly Bakugo turned into a pile of goo in his hands. "What?" All for One muttered in confusion.
-The Bar-
Shigaraki was sitting at the bar seething while drinking one energy drink after another. When the door to the basement exploded outward, Bakugo came racing out.
"What the hell?" Shigaraki yelled as Dabi leaped to his feet and fired a jet of blue fire toward their attacker. Bakugo rolled to his right and fired off an explosion that sent Dabi flying across the bar and crashing into a wall. Shigaraki was knocked off his bar stool. Mr. Compress went to spring into action to trap their assailant, only for a massive right hook from Magni to send him sprawling. Twice, he ran at a dazed Dabi.
"Surrender Peacefully/Fight Back!" he yelled. Dabi growled and let loose a large blast of fire, engulfing Twice, who screamed and melted.
"What?" Dabi stammered out before he screamed as a knife plunged into his shoulder blade.
Shigaraki recovered quickly, grabbing a bar stool; he hurled it at Bakugo, who rolled to the side. Kurogiri opened a portal to catch a flying table; it opened up behind Magni, knocking her to the ground. Shigaraki grabbed Bakugo's leg and activated his quirk. The boy yelled and melted. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!" he yelled as a knife flew threw the air stabbing him in the shoulder.
"WE QUIT!" Toga yelled as she closed the distance quickly. Kurogiri went to react, but the bar exploded as Magni came bursting through, spearing him into the back shelves.
Dabi whirled and tried to hit Spinner, who had just stabbed him; Spinner ducked another blade flashing to his hand as he drove into Dabi's thigh, forcing the fire user to scream in pain. His scream was cut short as Spinner drove his knee into Dabi's face, silencing him.
Shigaraki decayed the blade in his shoulder; he could fully get out of the way of Toga's next strike. The blade cut diagonally across his chest, sending him stumbling. Before he could regain his composure, three more Bakugos ran out of the basement. An explosion hit him in the back, sending him crashing into a still-standing section of the bar; he felt the knife pierce his leg. He spun his fingers, grazing Toga's face as his quirk activated. She laughed manically as she melted.
Dabi created a pillar of flame engulfing Spinner, and he melted to nothing. He turned to see a Bakguo rock Shigaraki with a right cross. Another placed his hands on Shigaraki's chest and fired point blank, sending him crashing through the front window of the bar.
Kurogiri opened a portal at Magni's feet; as they began to fall through it, he snapped it shut, severing his attacker in half, but there was no blood as both halves melted. He saw Shigaraki fly; he went to save his master when two hands wrapped around his collar.
"Not today, asshole!" the third Bakugo yelled as he let loose with all he had on the teleporter. Kurogiri screamed as he was launched over the bartop, and his attacker was launched back into the wall.
Dabi stumbled to his feet. Floodlights suddenly flared to life, flooding the bar. Shigaraki looked up as Miriko delivered a punt kick, lifting him and crashing into the sign above the bar and the brick wall behind it, knocking him out.
Kurogiri lifted his head as he saw his charge fall limply. He struggled to his knees. Dabi saw Bakugo leaping through the air towards Kurogiri. He fired off as massive a flame as he could, melting the copies and blowing a hole through the side wall of the bar. "Kurogiri, we need…"
"YOU NEED TO DO NOTHING FOUL, VILLAIN, FOR I AM HERE!" Dabi heard to his left. He turned at the movement, but the last thing he saw was a massive fist.
Mr. Compress got to his feet and dashed out the newly created side exit; as he did so, he didn't see the spider web of threads waiting for him before it was too late. Mr. Compress felt himself suddenly lifted from the ground as if cocooned. "Blackout Bind!" was the last thing he heard as his world went dark.
Desperately, Kurogiri tried to activate his quirk to save Shigaraki as he saw All-Might coming for him; when his quirk failed, he saw past the lights the floating hair of Eraser Head, a fog parted for a moment, "Shota…" he whispered like a prayer in the night before All-Might sent him to join the others in unconsciousness.
-Kamino Ward-
Heroes and police scrambled to get the area evacuated; Nezu sat in the command center directing traffic, Mandalay of the Wild Wild Pussycats relaying commands to heroes and the people alike, doing all she could to keep them calm. Pixie-Bob's Earth Beasts Flooded the area, moving people quickly and efficiently; Ragdoll was there, ensuring no one was left behind. Tiger was on the ground level, ensuring nothing snuck up on them.
When Nezu approached them and told them his plan, they immediately leaped at the chance to get back at the villains who had attacked their camp, nearly kidnapped one of their own, and tried to kill Koda. They were not about to let this chance pass them by.
They owed this to Izuku for what the boy had done that night; they were not about to let these monsters escape.
-The Doctor-
"Sir, the heroes are everywhere!" Dr. Ganaki called out over the radio.
"Unleash the Nomu," his master called back.
Dr. Genki scrambled to unleash his creations upon the heroes; he watched with glee as the tubes began to open; he watched as they tore these pathetic heroes limb from limb. "YES, MY PETS UNLEASH HELL!" he yelled out, cackling madly.
He watched his horde run towards the doors, ready to unleash hell. All color drained from his face when the doors began to melt, and a chorus of "PROMINENCE BURN!" could be heard before roars of flames drowned everything out. He quickly switched to another camera angle. There at the doors stood 5 Endeavors. The Nomu's, not incinerated in the initial onslaught, came bursting forth.
The Doctor stumbled back from the monitors as multiple copies of Edgeshot, Best Jeanist, Present Mic, Gang Orca, and Miriko rushed the facility. "TWICE!" he screamed.
-United States of Ass Whooping-
All for One barely managed to shift his quirks to a defensive nature when All-Might rushed him. He stood ready for All-Might to come in and punch him, almost giggling at the surprise he had in store for All-Might.
Again, All For One was confused when All-Might didn't punch him. Instead, he wrapped his arms around him and carried him crashing through the wall out of the building. But this wasn't All For One's first rodeo. He planted his feet, used All-Might's momentum, and rolled back, throwing All-Might off him.
"Nice try, All-Might," All for One chuckled. A minor quirk activates, shedding all dust from his suit and making it appear pristine again. "You should have left me inside; now, the world will witness your destruction!" All for One looked to the skies, expecting to see news copters and hear screams of panic. Instead, it was strangely silent; he looked towards where the warehouse was with the Nomu. He caught sight of the fire and could listen to the sounds of battle, but something was off.
"EXPECTING AN AUDIENCE?" All-Might said as he got to his feet. "SOME GRAND STAGE WHERE YOU WOULD MONOLOGUE ABOUT VICTORY AND PUT ON SOME DISPLAY BEFORE THE CITIZENS OF JAPAN. ATTEMPT TO MAKE THEM FEAR, TO DESTROY THEIR BELIEF IN ME."
"I will drag your body before the masses, display your corpse for all to see," All for One sneered. "You are weak, All-Might; you cannot defeat me! Come, EMBRACE DEATH, EMBRACE THE INEVITABLE, LIKE YOUR MENTOR, LIKE ALL THE OTHERS, WILL DIE BY MY HANDS TONIGHT!" he cackled evilly.
"YOU ARE RIGHT ALL FOR ONE. I MAY BE WEAK, BUT WE ARE STRONG ENOUGH!" All-Might yelled.
"We?" All for One said once again, confused.
Suddenly, All-Mighty Forces dropped from the sky. Not just one or two, but nine other All-Mights landed, surrounding All for One.
"No, what is happening? How is this possible?" All For One said, stunned, fear coursing through him, he activated his defensive quirks.
"BECAUSE A BOY BIT A GIRL!" the All-Might yelled. Even through the skull mask, All-Might could see All for One's confusion.
The first All-Might charged in; All For One was ready, but suddenly, he felt his quirks shutting down and disappearing like they were being erased! "Oh, this is fair," All for One muttered.
"RHODE ISLAND SMASH!" The first fist collided, and All for One stumbled, trying to change quirks to mitigate the damage.
"DELAWARE SMASH!" it worked for a moment.
"CONNECTICUT SMASH," he barely felt that one.
"NEW JERSEY," that one stung a bit.
"NEW HAMPSHIRE, VERMONT, MASSACHUSETTS," knocked him around like a top. "HAWAII SMASH!" that one landed in the gut, doubling him over.
"MARYLAND," that was an uppercut. "WEST VIRGINIA" Right side ribs. "SOUTH CAROLINA," left side ribs. "MAINE," straight right. "INDIANA" pump kick to the chest. "KENTUCKY" elbow to the back of the head. "TENNESSEE," Right Cross. "VIRGINIA" Left Cross. "OHIO," a kick to the groin. "PENNSYLVANIA," knee to the face. "MISSISSIPPI" Kick to the kneecap. "LOUISIANA" running punt kick to the face, now he was airborne. "ALABAMA," double ax handle slams back towards the ground. "ARKANSAS" bicycle kicks back into the air. "NORTH CAROLINA," leaping spin kick, now he is going sideways. "NEW YORK," downward kick back into the ground. "IOWA," flying elbow drop. "ILLINOIS," lifted, wedgied, and thrown. "GEORGIA," clothesline. "WISCONSIN" kick to the ribs. "FLORIDA," yanked to his feet and headbutted. "MISSOURI," rabbit punch. "OKLAHOMA," knee to the gut, then spun around. "NORTH DAKOTA," Left to the jaw; thankfully, he is wearing a mask that keeps his teeth in.
He switched to just trying to heal and survive; those get erased, too. "FUCK THAT GUY," he screams mentally.
"WASHINGTON," right to the jaw. "SOUTH DAKOTA," left hook, "NEBRASKA," right hook. "KANSAS, IDAHO," Their blows arrive simultaneously, nearly squashing his head. "UTAH, MINNESOTA," spin kicks from the front and back, and his sternum breaks. "MICHIGAN" fails to let him fall; instead, the uppercut lifts him up and back off his feet. "WYOMING" is a catch and slam with a bounce. "OREGON," Kicks him into the air. "COLORADO" catches him and brings him down. His back bends unnaturally across All-Might's knee, and then he tosses him. "NEVADA" straight right. "ARIZONA," maybe a left he All for One can't tell anymore. "NEW MEXICO," more pain. "MONTANA," that one hurt. "CALIFORNIA," oh, that wasn't so bad…oh wait, there it is. "TEXAS," Oh good, it is almost over. "ALASKA," up in the air again…really.
As All for One fell back towards the ground, his body broken, his massive arsenal of quirks not doing much anymore, he pondered that if All-Might was going to do the heroic thing and spare him, he could heal and trigger his backup plan with Tomura. He landed in a heap. He tried to move, but he couldn't. He tried to speak, but he couldn't. He felt himself yanked up to his knees and heard multiple roars of anger: "UNITED STATES OF SMASH."
Well, shit, he thought, and that was his final thought.
-Izuku and Himiko-
When Himiko's phone vibrated, she nearly jumped out of her skin. She grabbed it and giggled when she saw a message from her lover.
Izuku: Hello, Himiko. I hope you are doing well. Would you like to go on a date on Thursday so we can spend some time together and get to know each other better?
Himiko: I am available to you whenever you desire my love. Will I be able to see you tomorrow?
Izuku: I don't think so. I'm sorry. I have to take care of something, and I want to make sure I can plan our date.
Himiko: You don't have to do anything special. If I could be with you, that would be perfection.
Izuku: Thank you, but I want it to be special. This is our first date, and you are worth it.
Himiko nearly fell off her bed.
Izuku: Good night, Himiko; I promise to text you tomorrow.
Himiko: Good night, my love; I will wait to read your words with bated breath.
Himiko quickly stripped off her shirt and bra, tossed her hair, and made sure to snap the perfect topless photo of her lying on the bed.
Himiko: Something just for you; I hope it will make you come to me sooner.
Izuku: Oh sweet baby Jesus….
Himiko's giggles and laughter could be heard throughout the house. Twice exhausted from using his quirk, he pulled his pillow over his head and fell right back asleep. Spinner looked over at Magni.
"Are you going to go see what that is about?" Spinner said.
"Hell to the fuck no," Magni responded. "Are you?"
"Nope," Spinner said as they returned to watching a movie.