Thunder Hero: Baraquiel 27

Togata Mirio, Lemillion, collapsed to his knees as his stomach convulsed projecting out his barely consumed dinner with a hint of blood. His father, Togata Obake reassured his son "It's going to be okay, son. When did this start?"

"Just…after…USJ." Mirio rasped "Remember that NDA, All Might and Sir got you and me to sign…"

Obake nodded "I remember, to think you'd be inheriting…"

"I didn't want to. But, Sir Nighteye insisted."

Obake's eyes narrowed "I'll have a word with Sir Nighteye, do not get me wrong, he has done wonders for you in honing our family quirk to Top 10 levels."

Meanwhile, Toshinori Yagi was scrolling through old cases. These cases to an untrained eye would seem suspicious: Shinomori Hikage, Banjo Daigoro, En and his Master; Shimura Nana…all of them wielded One For All, but all bar the fourth had perished at the hands of All For One. But Hikage, he had it for 18 Years…" Yagi paused, Nana had aged rather rapidly according to Torino-sensei; they'd attended UA together but yet Shimura-shishou had seemed to be much older than the grey-haired hero, but she'd hid it well.

Obake looked at his son "Give me your phone." He returned minutes later with it ringing.

'Sir Nighteye, here, Mirio are you okay?'

'The quirk, it's sent him to the porcelain gods, six times this week…plus he claims he feels like he's in his thirties instead of being eighteen…what the fuck did you do, Nighteye?' Obake growled 'Oh and this is his father.'

On the other end of the line, Nighteye gulped when he'd found out about One-For-All and All Might's injury, he'd all but scoped out Mirio and turned him into a prime candidate for One-For-All but hadn't listened to All Might. Nighteye sat up in his bed "When have I actually listened to All Might? Yes, I was his sidekick and helped him assist in his planning for taking down villains; One-For-All increased his cognitive skills but he needed me to guide him on some of the more subtle plans. He had always been open with me about One-For-All…What didn't he tell me."

"Togata-san, I'll make this right. I'll call All Might. Mirio, just hold on. Be strong, don't use your quirk and don't attend your Work-Study with me for the next two weeks. I am not about to risk you on this particular assignment. I'll handle the further obfuscation."

(Aizawa et al.)

Everyone was on the beach, including the drunken teachers and the dumbstruck and scared students. The source of their dumbstruck and scared behaviour was one burning 5'5 and quarter-inch pure muscled Midoriya Izuku.

"Harry! I thought you said this kid was quirkless." Seamus drawled.

"I said that's what he told me he was. Some shite about double jointed 5th toe."

"Same shite, different night…wasn't that theory chucked out with utter ridicule? The actual reason for the 5th toe wasn't the deciding factor if someone was quirkless, rather an indicator that they had the gene for quirkless." Shouted Neville.

Harry groaned, all the alcohol and the literal Midoriya meltdown was not helping him right now "Lads, none of us possesses a genetics degree and we are not in any way shape or form authorities on the matter. We're paid to run around in spandex, be cheesy and flip off the authorities. Right now we, all of you, need to occupy Midoriya so I can Midoriya-punt."

Aizawa looked at his T.A. "Midoriya-punt?"

"The best way to deactivate a quirk is a solid kinetic impact on to the superior most part of the body and recalibrate the brain. It's a tried and tested method, heroically approved."

"You dropkicked me in the head!" Neville snapped.

"You almost broke Smith's back on four concrete tables because he was being an obnoxious little shit-stained toe-rag…you're the one to talk."

"Harry, you almost murdered Malfoy…" Dean retorted he'd been coming back from detention when he saw Snape providing major first aid to Draco in the boy's sixth-floor bathroom.

"The younger or elder? Both tried to kill me."

"The younger…what happened to the elder?" Seamus asked.

"I think one of the Creevey's got him with 'Flashbang Sink'."

"Flashbang Sink?" Asked Aizawa with a twisted grin. He was observing how the British Heroes were going to calm his stepson down; he wasn't liking the idea of a head-target dropkick.

"One of the Creevey Brothers had a quirk that allowed him to admit bright lights and slight concussive attacks. The other had a bathroom sink." Aizawa winced.

Harry moved forwards "Yo, Midoriya, nice…think you can turn the heat off?"

Izuku turned his hand flashing out causing a pulse of fire; Harry clicked his fingers and materialised an ice wall that absorbed the attack but emitted a large must-cloud; the sound of drizzle gave away Izuku's position. Harry braced himself, everyone heard and felt the build-up of ozone, followed by the mutter of "Thunder Crash". There was a boom of thunder followed by a yelp as Harry chucked himself at the teen.

There was the unmistakable sound of water and more steam, it appeared Harry had driven the smaller teen into the surf before the saltwater had quenched the flames. "Well, Midoriya, care to tell me how that happened?"

Izuku spluttered and groaned "Just…felt burning from the insides. I thought I was diagnosed as quirkless."

Seamus snorted "There's a little thing called Quirk Body Resonance, along with something called Quirk Repression Syndrome. In essence, quirks don't just reside in a part of the body but rather the full body…what did you say your parent's quirks were?"

"Minor telekinesis and firebreathing…"

Seamus smirked "Alright, tomorrow we're going to lock you in a lab with the MFH, Mind From Hell, and you're going to feel like a bloody guinea pig but we're gonna find out if you have a quirk or enough of a quirk in your body and then decide, if you're willing, and you have consent, to do something fun."

Izuku, despite his ruined clothes, looked at the Irish Hero "Why do I have a feeling that 'fun' means I'm having a nervous breakdown or running to the hills?"

"Run for your life. Run for your life." Dean sang along in a very bad tune, not his fault he couldn't hold a tune like a bucket with a hole.

Harry groaned "Alright, burning Midoriya Izuku…sorted. Calmed down his companions, probably…now Aizawa! Back to the hustle!"

Unfortunately, there was a hitch to the plan. Two rather bland and rulebook bound heroes just happened to be on patrol; they were Death Arms and Kamui Woods. They'd jumped down onto the beach and hurried towards the teens and the British Heroes "Problem heroes?" Harry asked, his voice calm but the presence of thunder and lightning was just below the surface.

"We saw reckless quirk usage and as you…" Death Arms began to say, trying to browbeat them into submission.

"You saw what you think you saw, that is not the case, due to your…simplistic nature and coupled with being a simpler hero, you would not understand. Since you would not understand, you would choose not to understand and thusly I will not attempt to illuminate you in the turn of events that have just transpired."

Kamui Woods paused "Then what happened? Baraquiel."

Harry turned to the wood-themed hero "An excellent question Yamato. A little naive, but, allow me to ask you this…what do YOU THINK happened?"

"Death Arms, don't." Woods stated, causing Death Arms to growl sounding a bit like a feral beast. "I saw someone with a fire quirk use it on the beach, that is what I saw. What I think happened…it's highly unlikely but a quirk manifestation?"

"Quirks don't manifest anytime after four-years-of-age, that's a fact!" Death Arms snapped.

Aizawa finally lost his temper "Enough. Death Arms, how you, became a hero befuddles me; you're not being logical or rational enough to try and work and deduce what has happened. You insinuate and allow people to self-incriminate…I wonder, how many of your actual successes were done by such under-handed tactics. Leave now before my assembled students are allowed to use this as an extra-credit lesson."

Kamui Woods meanwhile, his eyes widened from behind his mask "Midoriya's quirk was suppressed! For it to just manifest as of right now that's…unprecedented. Midoriya's quirk manifested, you shut it down…clear and simple."

Seamus grinned "You know, Baraquiel, this guy might just make it as a decent hero."

"Wooden Hero: Yamato…Yeah that works."

"I prefer Kamui Woods. But my thanks, you do realise that I'm going to need to send a report on this."

Harry nodded at the new Hero "Aye…you play this right and inform what you KNOW, not FEEL; like most heroes, then you'll go far. A Hero who does what is right instead of easy will go far."

Seamus had from inside one of his pockets pulled out a small box which expanded and revealed itself to be a pocket bag. He handed Midoriya a jumper that was white and had the picture of Seamus with the word 'WAIL' written in kanji between his hands.

"The wedding's not for three days…don't worry about the trashed suit. Baraquiel's got you…Now, you four scram! Have fun! The night is still young."

It was now shortly after two in the morning; the adults could only agree thank heavens that it was a rare weekend when school wasn't open on Saturday. Fuyumi in the company of a very grumpy Hounddog and disoreintated Vlad King let the party-goers in.

The Hunting Dog Hero, had his camera out and was snapping pictures at the hammered heroes. Harry, seemed to be the only one not succumbing to potential alcohol poisoning. Fuyumi giggled as she looked at her husband, normally pale with glittering green eyes and black hair that was a mess; he was grey-skinned, eyes were clearly bloodshot and he looked like he'd picked a fight with the sand and lost. "Hey, darling…I'm home, and returning with a full complement of heroes that I set out with."

"Why do you have a wheelbarrow?"

Harry looked at the wheelbarrow he was driving with an insensate Neville and Dean inside "Burglary in progress. We intercepted it, deposited the burglars outside the police station and we returned the wheelbarrow and the possessions in the aforementioned wheelbarrow then asked the owner if I could borrow said wheelbarrow to wheel my friends home…besides Aizawa is Firemans carrying Yamada and Seamus is…crawling."

Said Irish Hero, crawled onto UA Grounds where Vlad nonchalantly scooped him up. "Did Izuku make it back?"

Fuyumi smiled "The four teens did make it back…they tried alcohol and well, you'll see. Don't worry nothing stupid has happened. What are you going to do with this lot?"

"Seamus is going on the roof, in his hammock, with a bucket and a stein of water. Dean's going in the bathroom, long story…he put me in the bathroom when I was fourteen. Neville goes to the sofa, again payback."

Fuyumi pulled her husband into her arms and slowly began to massage him with lightly frosted hands. "That feel good?"

Rumbles were all she needed to hear. She assisted Harry in depositing his friends right where they needed to be; however, she pulled out a sharpie and doodled on both Dean and Neville's faces; both with amusing looking moustaches and goatees respectively. "What? Don't tell me you've never done this before?"

"I don't believe I have…Now, I want an armchair or my bed. Drunken disasters and tales shall have to await until I've had some sleep." Harry and Fuyumi didn't get to bed much before 5 that morning as the conjoined Hen and Stag party carried on.

(All Might)

The emaciated All Might arrived at the Togata Household, accompanied by him was none other than Sasaki Mirai, Sir Nighteye, "Why didn't you tell me? Toshi? I could have spent the time I used whilst you were in the hospital and then in rehab to find someone."

"Mirai, you helped me considerably however, One For All is and was my burden; I appreciate your enthusiasm and like the fact you stuck by me all these years but you've forgotten one thing."

Mirai paused as he looked at his idol and friend "What?"

There was a grim smile, if All Might hadn't been injured it would have been a much warmer one "I am but a man. An incredibly strong man, a hero, but I, We, Heroes we are still human. I am paraphrasing Merchant of Venice when I say this Mirai 'If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?' I will admit, I appreciate you trying to find a Symbol of Peace but we should need another Symbol; we need, the public to need something else to step up for when I, All Might, finally die."

"But how can we? Three generations have known you to be a Symbol of Peace, I accept that you're going to die but…"

"I made my cross, I chose to become a Symbol, it is in the darkest times that the greatest heroes are made. I can only wish to be alive long enough to see the Heroes of Tomorrow become the Heroes, I know that exist in all people. Now, we must see to young Togata." With that, he knocked on the door.

Obake opened it "Togata-san, I'm Yagi Toshinori and I Am Here to assist your son."

(Potter Household)

Shoto was the first one up, god everything felt bright and he felt like a tonne of bricks; it wasn't the first time he'd felt like a brick. The heavy-duty weighted clothing that Harry had him wear to train had been heavy.

Next to him, rather curled up on the floor under the window was Midoriya. Shoto didn't remember where he last saw his green-haired friend but was pretty sure that the Greenette had carried him to bed. Shoto's neck popped as he got up and swayed his way towards the bathroom, we went to open the door to find it locked.

"Who is it…" That was Yaoyorozu's voice. "Oh shit what the hell happened?" "It's me, Yaoyorozu."

"Shoto-kun!" Came the muffled voice followed by the door opening revealing a slightly dishevelled Yaoyorozu. Other than the slight bloodshot eyes, even in his incredibly hungover state could tell the Rep of Class 1-A took being hungover better than most.

Yaoyorozu quickly tightened her towel around herself "I thought I'd be the first one up; Kyoka and Izuku are still out of it."

There was groaning from off to Shoto's right, as Jiro appeared to look horrendous. The bi-coloured haired boy surrendered his showering rights until the girls had gotten dressed.

As he arrived back in the spare room, his roomate was no-where to be seen. Then he heard the door open "Fuyumi-san, Harry-sensei, need a hand cleaning up?"