Ashen Hero: Smoke

The Teacher watched with well-concealed glee, Midoriya needed to be put in his place! He couldn't be a hero, Bakugo was going to be Aldera's rise to the top! However that all changed when that bloody outsider had intervened. He stepped forwards "You realise that you're trespassing on school property…" He began.

Harry looked at the Teacher and began to smirk, he pulled out a cigarette and painstakingly lit it with a lighter. He'd have preferred to use his quirk but the ruse had to be maintained. "Not your student, not my problem, last time I checked the Quirkless Discrimination Laws were still in effect. Thus this leaves us in a quandary and so I'll sort it out with one question…What are you going to do about it?"

The Teacher swelled up, his clothing tightening, only for him to revert, his eyes widened as Eraserhead stalked towards him. He blanched even further when smoke materialised around the trespasser garbing him in a deep mantle "Don't bother trying to flatter us with apologies, you were caught in my bullshit the moment it fell from my mouth. Eraserhead please can we torch this school of quirkest asshats? Preferably leaving them inside to die of carbon monoxide poisoning."

"You should know the answer, but I feel the same way."

With that the Teacher crumpled sobbing, Eraserhead smirked as he grabbed the Teacher and dragged him inside. His investigation was already underway. "DEKU! WHAT THE FUCK, YOU SHITTY USELESS MISERABLE QUIRKLESS PIECE OF SHIT! I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU! I FUCKING ORDERED YOU NOT TO FUCKING APPLY TO UA!" Came an extremely loud tirade, Harry turned to find Midoriya shaking like a leaf, the cause of the tirade was a blonde spiky-haired teen with blood-red eyes that shimmered with malice.

"Bozo! Step away from the Green, besides what's he done to get up in your grill?"

Bakugo spun, a mixture of hostility and deer-in-the-headlights warping across his face "Who the fuck are you?"

"Someone who's taken time out of his day to invest in Midoriya…He wants to be a hero, he's certainly smart enough…I can handle the fighting part. And you are?"

"Bakugo." The boy growled.

"Now, Bakugo, what is your problem with Midoriya?"

"He's a quirkless pathetic loser that thinks he can be a hero. You can only be a hero if you have a quirk! Everyone knows this!" Bakugo exclaimed, prompting Harry to fold over giggling madly.

"Yes, quirks do make it easier for heroics. I know this, oh I know this, I adapt…I can't hope to fight like a quirked hero but when you can't compete you adapt, you might fight hard, I fight smarter. You wouldn't understand because you've not had anyone shock your peachy perfect paradise and I'll be the one to puncture the paradise. Do me a deal if you're interested."

At the word deal, Bakugo's ears picked up "I'm listening."

"You and this school leave Midoriya alone for the remainder of the year and you'll get a chance to fight me at your discretion."

"What do you get out of it?"

"I get peace of mind that I'm not going to be scraping Midoriya off the pavement due to untrained and ill-disciplined All Might sycophants."

"Fine. Don't come crying to me when I beat your ass black and blue."

"I won't. Now I'll see you again bozo."

Midoriya stared "You have a quirk though…"

"I know I do. All the more reason for Bakugo to realise he's bitten off more than he can chew when I wreck his ass in training l. Now training."

At that moment Aizawa emerged from the school, in time to see Bakugo depart the boy's hands were alight. "Problem?"

He watched as the Green Haired Teen began protesting that there had been no problem. "That kid all I know is his name is Bakugo. Explosive quirk has something against Midoriya for being part of the 20% and has taken the lack of a quirk as a green light to torment Midoriya. Bakugo and I have agreed, I know his quirk…"

"I did hear you say that you were quirkless…very logical and very clever. Now care to introduce me?"

"Midoriya Izuku, this is Aizawa-sensei, a Teacher at UA and my Secondary Mentor, as Mic-sensei is my primary. Aizawa-sensei is the only reason I can conduct your training at this hour, I should be at a desk. Remember Aizawa-sensei WILL NOT be teaching you anything, merely brutally critiquing your skills."

Aizawa smirked beneath his capture scarf 'Critiquing certainly, might offer additional tuition should he get in.' "Midoriya, fifteen minutes to get to the Beach, go."

Aizawa watched as Izuku took off at a jog "The Beach?"

"It's Dagobah Beach…"

Soon enough the trio was down at the beach, to Harry and Aizawa's amazement there had been a colossal difference, yes it was still a mess but the clean up was showing results. "Three more months and I think that this beach will be done…Now, Midoriya, let's do the fun stuff. Find three freezers and lay them down and we'll begin."

"What is the exercise this time?"

Harry grinned "All out sparring, I know, you've only been training to fight for three weeks but I think you're smarter and better than that. We have to remain on the freezers and we're going to fight to see who falls first OR you make me use my quirk."

With that they began, Aizawa watched as Midoriya went forwards favouring a barrage of punches that were aptly blocked, but left him open to brutal kick to the side. "Midoriya, what did I say about, imitating All Might?"

"He's my idol though."

Aizawa interjected "Midoriya, it's not a problem that you like All Might, rather the imitation…Heroics relies on ingenuity…Potter, do you know of the Bat-Family of Heroes?"

"Yup. Batman was one of the first quirkless heroes, stylised himself as Batman, The Detective Hero: Batman amongst other titles. Always had a sidekick by the name of Robin of which there have BEEN MANY. But it's the first four that are the most prevalent. The first was an acrobat by trade and became known as the Acrobatic Hero: Nightwing, the Second tried to emulate Acrobatic Robin and got himself beaten to death by the Prince of Laughter Villain: Joker, the Third was the smartest ditched Robin ASAP and set himself up as Red Robin. The fourth was a Female, don't know her fate. The Fifth was a little psycho." Harry retorted causing Midoriya to pale.

Midoriya paled further at the thought of being the Second Robin "You don't have the physique of All Might…doesn't mean you can't emulate him, play to your strengths." Aizawa instructed, "You possess a leaner build, you are by the nature of genetics going to be less of a striker with your hands and arms, make use of your legs and knees."

Midoirya nodded, he took his position and the pair began to spar yet again. Only this time, Midoriya managed to push Potter backwards. Aizawa wasn't fooled, he could tell, Potter was allowing the younger student to find his feet. There were blatant similarities between the two in terms of kicks and lower leg strikes, the fight finished when Potter combusted into smoke to roundhouse kick Midoriya across the back sending him into the sand. "You won Midoriya, I had to teleport to get that strike in. Aizawa-sensei? Any advice?"

"Nothing that practice can't improve…" Aizawa was going to continue when he turned to see a purple-haired girl with an emaciated skeletal blonde man with her. Nezu had filled him in that All Might was joining the staff and looking for a student for something.

Jiro looked at Aizawa and then at Harry "Is he…" Harry nodded, he smirked as he saw All Might pale.

"Potter, just what is going on here?"

"Aizawa, I think All Might should explain."

Aizawa looked at the paling blonde "Well?"

"I have offered Midoriya my quirk." Aizawa blinked "I beg your pardon, quirks can't be…"

"They can, and this one has been a sacred torch that was passed down to me by own Master, and Her Master."

Harry gulped "And what…exactly does it transfer?"

"I…don't know. Honestly Potter-shounen, I don't know."

(Fade)

"What is it En?" A woman asked a man with half of his face visible who squatted in his chair cocked his head.

"Tapping into Eighth's Occular Nerves, holy shit…holy shit…Seven, Five, Four, One…something's happened. It appears Eight has found one of my descendants."

"Odd coming from you Six, you never mentioned any." Two stated facing the wall.

"I came over from Britain, Wales to be precise, I was working as a hero and an agent. We had found leads of something leading back here. I brought my wife…He found out, sent his bio-monsters at us. She thrust my son into my arms before she lived up to her alias 'Incineration'. She burnt them to dust, herself included…I smuggled him out to Wales to my brother Charles. Charles and Dorea raised Fleamont as their own…His quirk wasn't too far from our own, exceptionally potent…Potter's quirk is potent enough that One-For-All upto me could safely copy over."

"You do know that if a vessel has a quirk, we're toxic. You died because of our quirk!"

"But he has MY quirk, Five, besides we're inventive. We died because we merged our own with OFA. What if we…reversed it. We assimilate INTO his quirk."

"He might die."

"He might not. Heroes are facing immeasurable darkness, in that darkness Heroes will stand to be counted. First?"

"Do what you think is right, Six."

(Fade)

All Might shook the visions from his head and he quickly confirmed all the necessary details about his quirk. Kyoka looked like she might faint, she risked a glance at Harry; he wasn't showing it in his skin, but his eyes were a different story. His eyes were black with faint outlines of pupils, she extended her jacks and she could hear his heartbeat going a mile a minute.

"He knows something."

Aizawa took the Pro Heroes' words into consideration "All Might, you idiot, he's not going to be as strong as you physically…I think it's going to be okay if you transfer it now and leave his training to people who can actually teach!"

All Might gulped "He's only been going at my plan a month! I still think this…"

Harry sighed "Isn't heroics based on grabbing your nuts and taking a leap of faith? Fucking hell, I took my first leap and accidentally killed my defence teacher…granted he had my Villain in the back of his head and he kinda dusted…I leapt, landed more or less."

Jiro turned "And why didn't you tell me you were eleven when you told me this story before?"

Harry stilled slightly and nonchalantly pulled out a cigarette, he'd found that whilst he could create his own smoke, ash and flames if he absorbed other sources he could add to his reserves. All he got out of it was the nicotine but the rest of it didn't cling to his lungs. "Bit of a bombshell really…"

The girl nodded "Anyway, are we training?"

All Might and Eraserhead spent the next three hours coaching the teens, or rather, helping Jiro and Midoriya resist the elder teens' brutal fighting style. "How are you just so…strong?" Jiro panted after getting floored by a brutal leg sweep.

"Combat is not all about standing still and trading groundbreaking strikes. You put me in that situation, I lose. Combat also revolves around speed, pace, timing and exploitation. I'm not a 1v1 punching hero, I am if I do say so myself an extremely fast fighter. So I try to rapidly escalate the fight so I'm throwing myself around at high speeds, using my quirk to allow me to disorientate my foes so I can hit them with efficient techniques. There are some other tricks that I have that make me very, very good at stealth and rescue missions; to the point of I can get in but my getting out is rather…messy."

Jiro chuckled slightly "You owe me dinner."

"Dinner is the least of things that I want to owe you." Harry murmured in welsh.

Jiro blushed slightly, with her proximity to her cousin's friend, she'd felt his heartbeat speed up. In their little moment, they missed the transference of power between All Might and Midoriya.

Before everyone knew it ten months had passed, Harry under the tutelage of Hado Nejire, or rather Nejire-sempai as she had forced him to call her was ready for the written. His written work would be marked by Present Mic and overseen by three members of staff, although to say he was looking forward to the practical. "DO YOU KNOW OFFENSIVE IT…" The shouter was a loud well-built teen with engines in his legs…and he was point-blank in front of him.

"Engines, get out of my face. Are you having at a go me because I'm smoking or the fact a teen smoker is damaging your sheltered sensibilities, besides look at some of our other competitors one's stuffing his face with pure sugar."

Said sugar eater looked up "I'm feeding my quirk…probably the why your smoking, I'm Sato Rikido."

"Potter Harry and Sato, you're right."

It was then when they hard the cry of 'BBBBBBEEEEEGGGGGGIIIIIIINNNNNN'