I have an announcement! Endgame happened, it was bloody fantastic, and it most likely made ya cry at the end. Now, because of what happened, I decided to write a scene regarding the end of the movie.

WARNING! If you have not watched Endgame, I heavily advise not to read beyond the second warning at the end of the chapter! If you wish to see Endgame without spoilers, DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT READ BEYOND THE SECOND WARNING! You've been warned here.

"Congratulations!"

"You won the Sports Festival!"

"That was amazing, Hatsume!"

"I'm still getting chills from your victory!"

"That suit is awesome! How did you get it?!"

"You really showed that cocky blonde head who's boss!"

This was the praise I was getting from my peers when I went back into the locker room without my suit over me. I was to wait there until they call me back into the ring for the medal presentation for first, second, and third place. When I had entered my locker room, I was already met by a variety of students from all classes. I was taken aback by the number of students that had come to show me their support for my victory, and I think some showed up because it had more to do with my speech about people with lesser Quirks than my actual victory. I was swarmed by so many of them that it was getting difficult to breathe.

"Okay, thank you, I appreciate the support and all but can I have some space?" I asked the crowd but no one paid attention to my request until someone in the crowd spoke up.

"Everyone! Please give Hatsume space, you are suffocating her!" The student spoke up for me, and everyone cleared up slowly. I looked to see that it was Iida.

"Iida?" I walk to him and examine him, "You're here too?"

"Indeed," Iida responded, "Though I do not believe we have officially met until now. My full name is Tenya Iida, as you probably already know from the tournament."

"I do," We shake hands whilst I look around the room, "I did not expect others to be here, let alone a crowd."

Iida smiles, "What you did was not only historical but all inspiring to them." Iida looked around, "Though I must say this is not my crowd considering what my Quirk is and how U.A sees it as high value, and most of them are like you. They were passed over because of what their Quirk can do. I came to congratulate you." Iida crossed his arms over his chest, "And to thank you."

"For what?" I have a feeling I know what it is, but I have to ask.

"For defeating Bakugo. I feared that if he won the Sports Festival, his ego would have only grown in a distasteful way." Iida answered.

"Yeah!" Someone from the crowd said, "I think I speak for everyone here that when he already declared himself the winner of the Sports Festival earlier today, everyone found that to be just straight up rude and disrespectful on so many levels!"

The crowd started to uproar once more as they all agreed with the one student's comment, but it quickly died down when a familiar purple puffy haired male walked through the crowd with a tired expression. "I'm quite glad you won, despite you also ruining my chances to proceed into the tournament."

I blink and take a closer look at him before I recognize who he is, "Shinso?"

Shinso smirks slightly, "So you do know me? I'm quite flattered."

"You were the only other non-hero course student to proceed after the obstacle course." I chuckle lightly, "Also it's kinda hard to forget a hairstyle that looks like you had electricity zap your head."

"Believe it or not, it's natural," Shinso replied and shook his head, "Anyways, congratulations. You worked hard to win the tournament, and it was for a bigger cause rather than your own. I dig that. I was aiming for a similar goal too, but not quite on your level."

I tilt my head slightly in interest, "Really?"

"Yes, but that is for a different time," Shinso closed his eyes and let out a yawn, "You made a massive impact with those who relate to you, heck, some of them see you as some sort of savior."

"Isn't that going a bit too far?" I ask, feeling flattered.

"Depends on you," Shinso replied.

The door opens and we all turn to see Power Loader standing in the doorway, "Hatsume." He speaks with obvious pride, "Come, it's time for the award ceremony.

I examine the crowd once more and see their faces. I have inspired them. I knew I was fighting for something bigger awhile ago, and I knew people would look up to me when I won the Sports Festival, but I never expected to feel this much pressure coming from it. But to see them all find a glimmer of hope in these dark days, it makes it worthwhile. All they need is a little hope to make their dreams come true, and if I can be that light, then I will gladly carry the load on my back for them.

I nod my head and smile at them, "Thank you. All of you, but remember, it's not just for me, it's for everyone who has been cast out because of those with higher quirks doubting us." I get one more cheer from the crowd as I exit the room and follow Power Loader.

"Looks like you have a load of supporters, how do you feel about that?" Power Loader asks me.

"Terrified." I calmly reply.

"I understand. Just remember to fight for yourself too. Everyone is entitled to be selfish at times, and it's not like they'll carry you to your dreams. You have to make that happen on your own." Power Loader tells me.

"I know." I say as I make it to the tunnel, "I just hope I don't fall behind when I just got propelled to the top."

"Hatsume," Power Loader turns his head to me, "If I learned anything about you ever since you entered my classroom, it's that you are never satisfied with where you are. You're the type who wants to outdo yourself every single time." Power Loader laughs a little, "I'm curious to see where your path takes you."

I smile at my teacher's approval and bow my head to him, "Thank you, Mr. Maijima."

We keep walking until we enter an empty room that only has three large circular cement stands next to each other. It's the winner stands as the middle stand is the tallest while the left and right stands are lower with the left side being the shortest with each of them having a number on them to represent the position. I see that Uraraka and Todoroki are present in the room with Mr. Aizawa, but Bakugo is not.

"Where is Bakugo?" Power Loader asks.

"We don't know." Aizawa responds, "Staff members are currently looking for him."

I sigh heavily as I believe I know where he is. Anywhere but the stadium. I walk over to Uraraka and Todoroki as the former greets me with a smile and the latter just gazes at me.

"Congratulations, Hatsume!" Uraraka cheerfully said.

"Congrats." Todoroki plainly followed.

"Thanks." I smile at the two of them before I feel my smile vanish, "Any idea where Bakugo could be?"

Uraraka shrugs her shoulders, "No idea."

Todoroki looks towards an exit, "I get the feeling he left the arena."

Uraraka shot her head to Todoroki, "Seriously?!"

"He did win, and we both know Bakugo would see receiving the silver medal would be a waste of time," Todoroki said and aimed his focus to me, "Not to mention that he also lost to someone with a weaker Quirk."

I scowl at the idea of it and place my hands on my hips, "Any other person would take pride in their efforts. He bested everyone he came across." I then look to Uraraka, "Despite the brutality."

Uraraka shook her head, "I'm fine. I'm rather glad he did not hold back, it only shows me that I have a big weakness. I have no offense."

I'm a bit surprised Uraraka learned from the fight and found what she can approve upon.

I feel as though Todoroki's gaze on me and turn to him, "Yeah?"

"The suit," Todoroki says, "How did you get it?"

"That's right!" Uraraka mildly shouts, "Where did you even get that?!"

"I built it," I say with pride.

"Liar." Tony simply states in my ear.

"Wow!" Uraraka looks astonished, "Hatsume you are really cool!"

"It's quite powerful," Todoroki says and looks away.

"You know, you could have probably beaten me if you didn't hold back," I tell Todoroki.

Todoroki doesn't respond and keeps his eyes away.

I hear the two teachers chatting as Power Loader and Aizawa both look annoyed at this point.

"We can't keep waiting, Aizawa, we have to go on without him." Power Loader says.

"Agreed. I will have a talk with Bakugo when I see him in class." Aizawa says with emphasis on the word 'talk'. Aizawa turns to us, "The three of you, get on your stands."

The three of us do so as I climb to middle stand while Uraraka and Todoroki share the left stand. It feels weird to see the right stand empty, but considering the brat isn't here, it might as well be.

Power Loader approaches us, "The stands are on top of a machine that will raise you into the middle the arena for the ceremony. Please do not move when you are being elevated. You will receive your individual medals in just a second. Congrats to you all, you should be proud of your efforts." Power Loader says as he is about to press a button, but Aizawa stops him.

"Hatsume," Aizawa calls to me.

"Yes, sir?" I respond.

"Instead of going to your regular classroom after the Sports Festival, report to Class 1-A. We need to talk." Aizawa says as I feel my heartbeat skip and sense Uraraka's and Todoroki's surprise too.

"I...Uh…" I bow to him quickly and swallow my surprise momentarily, "Yes, sir."

"Don't be late." Aizawa simply says as he motions for Power Loader to raise us. I hear the machine whirring echo in the room as we begin to elevate higher towards the roof. The ceiling separates itself to fit us. The sun beams right into the room as we shield our eyes. We also hear fireworks setting off around the arena, and they are bright enough to be seen in broad daylight too. At the same time, we can hear the crowds roars once more along with cheesy award music playing through the speakers. Smoke covers us during our entrance and I hear a loud pop and feel small confetti land on my face. I can barely see through the smoke to tell that Midnight is in front of me, and everyone else who participated in this Sports Festival has gathered in one spot with the media behind the students and a long connected line of small fences.

The smoke quickly disappears to reveal the three of us. I stand proudly on my stand and look into the crowd of students and audience. I zoom in on their excited yet equally confused faces. No doubt they are wondering where Bakugo is, but that isn't my problem. If Bakugo wants to be a sore loser, then let him be one.

"Katsuki Bakugo would be present for second place, but it seems he has disappeared from the arena." Midnight explains but continues, "Now! Let's break out the hardware!" Midnight says with a hand salute, "Of course, there is only one person worthy of distributing the awards." With that being said, everyone hears an all too familiar laugh in the air.

"Citizens!" We all look up to the sky to see a towering, muscular figure on top of the stadium. The number one hero, All Might. "I am here with the medals!" All Might ecstatically announce and jumps from where he is standing. The crowd goes absolutely insane for him as expected. He draws much attention and love from everyone around the world. All Might does multiple front flips before he lands on the ground with a loud thud a few feet from me and Uraraka and Todoroki. He is positioned in what former anti-hero Deadpool would call, 'A Superhero landing.' I don't what Midnight was saying, but she was speaking during his entrance that ruined the whole thing. I could even see All Might stare at her with Midnight looking back with little shame. Midnight is then handed the medals on a glamorous tray by a small, adorable robot servant. She takes them and looks to All Might.

"So, now that you're here, All Might, why don't you start the presentation?" Midnight holds the tray to All Might as he takes the medals and walks to Uraraka and Todoroki. "Young Todoroki, young Uraraka." All Might speaks to them as he places their bronze medals around their necks. "You each showed individual strength that is expected of you." All Might praise them and looks to Uraraka, "Though I must say, young Urarka, you surprised me the most from your class. You persevered through many challenges and outmatched opponents who had a significant advantage over you. You found a way to beat the odds and come close to first place. With skills like that, you truly are on the right path to becoming a hero."

Uraraka beamed brightly and bowed her head, "Thank you, All Might!"

"However," Uraraka looked up to All Might, "Both you and Todoroki relied heavily on your Quirks, and have limited offensive abilities. Young Uraraka, you must learn how to use your hands and feet in other ways than just simply touch. It'll be hard to grab an enemy, especially a quick one. And Young Todoroki, you never used your left side. I assume there is a reason behind that?"

Todoroki did not answer, but his expression did change into slight anger, "I don't want to talk about it…"

All Might nodded his head, "Alright then, I will not pursue this. However, you will not have a fair chance of winning any future battles if you only use half your strength. You are gifted with two Quirks, quirks that are yours and yours alone. They may be replicas of your parent's Quirks, but you are in control of your Quirks. No hero became great by using half their full power."

Todoroki's expression only worsens when All Might brought up his parents, but then it quickly softens. "Thank you, All Might. I will take in what you said."

Uraraka nodded her head with a firm look, "And I will become stronger too! I know what I am lacking, and I prepared to make my weakness into a strength very soon.

All Might's smile seemed to grow brighter by both students reactions. "Very good." All Might then hugged both of the students, "I am proud to be a teacher for two great future heroes." All Might then pulled back and looked towards me.

I looked back to All Might and we had a brief stare-off. The amount of energy All Might command from everyone is outstanding, there is no one else in the world that can draw out so much raw emotion from an audience quite like him. When you see him, you feel safe, secure, hopeful. Peace. All Might is treated like a God of sorts amongst people, and he doesn't act stuck up about it either like some other popular heroes. Everyone is happy to see him.

Me? Not so much. If this was me before the Entrance Exam, I would be just as excited as anyone else in the arena. But I'm not. I still remember that audio clip. My rejection letter.

"I'm sorry to say, but that disqualifies you from entering the hero course. One of the stipulations to be eligible for the hero course is to use your Quirk during the exam. You did not once use it, and if you did, it wasn't one that was noticeable. The hero course is meant for those with physical or mental fighting Quirks and nothing else. It says here in your records that you do have a Quirk but only allows you see to see far away. That holds no value when it comes down to head-to-head combat. Instead, you will be placed in the Support Course. I hope you understand Young Hatsume."

No, All Might. I don't understand. I don't understand why you said that. I don't understand why I was rejected. I don't understand that having gadgets makes me weaker than everyone else. What I don't understand the most though, is if you meant it. Did you mean what you said about me, or was it all just scripted? I know you are not in charge of who goes in or doesn't go into the hero course, but the fact that it came from your mouth hurt the most because of what you stand for and what you preach about anyone becoming a hero. I need an answer soon.

"Young Hatsume." All Might snap me out of my trance as I see that he already moved in front of me. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Y-yeah." I reply, "It's just…" I try to think of a lie and come up with an obvious one, "It's just surreal meeting you."

All Might bellows, "The pleasure is all mine, but this moment isn't about me. It's about you." All Might says as he holds up my gold medal. "You have achieved those not in the hero course tried so hard to accomplish, but were not able to do. You, young Hatsume, are the first non-hero course student to ever obtain first place in the Sports Festival. Not only that, but you also redebuted what scientist of today are still trying to engineer into existence again. You have an Iron Man replica, a highly advanced suit no less. Young Hatsume, you shocked us all and proved to many that those who do have Quirks not suited for battle have a fighting chance to be a hero. Congratulations, Young Hatsume." All Might placed the medal around my neck, "You earned this victory."

I feel proud of the moment. I do cherish what I accomplished today and I always will. Nothing will take that from me. "Thank you, All Might." I bow my head to him.

All Might then turns to the other students below, "Listen up students. Any of you first years could have ended up standing on these podiums. Think about what you've done today. You've challenged each other, learned, and climbed even closer toward your goals of being pros. I think the next generation of heroes is proving to be our most promising one yet. So I have one more thing to say." All Might raised his finger into the air, "I want to hear everyone yell it with me. You know what it is!"

Oh, a Plus Ultra with All Might? Okay, I get behind that.

"Plus Ultra!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

"What."

"What."

"What?!"

Got a 'Stone Cold' chants going on.

"That was the perfect time to say, 'Plus Ultra,' All Might!" Everyone said in unison.

"How the hell are you people thinking of the exact same thing?!" Tony asks in regards to the previous time everyone said exactly the same phrase before the Calvery Battle.

"Well, yeah, I guess, but everyone did such a good job!" All Might excuses himself for his mistake.

I shake my head and laugh at the amusing situation before me. I grab my medal and look it. My trophy for all the work that I dedicated to this moment. This is the first step on my road to becoming a pro-hero. To become the Iron Maiden.

When the ceremony was over, I quickly made my way back to the locker rooms to rest. I was tired as heck, and Recovery Girl's Quirk did not make it any easier for me. When I reached the locker room, I sat against a wall and fell asleep.

"Young Hatsume!"

I gasp and jump onto my feet to All Might standing by the door. "W-w-w-what?!" I am panting heavily at the sudden yell of my name.

"Sorry to scare you, but you have been sleeping for several hours here. It is almost time for you to report to Class 1-A. I shall quickly transport you there." All Might informed me.

"I'm just tired," I whine a little and walk over to him with a yawn.

"I understand." All Might says as he lets me through and follows me from behind, "You worked so hard to make it to first place, and your bout with Young Yaoyorozu brought out the best of each of you."

I rethink to the fight and can't help but smile at it. It was an incredible battle, one I will never forget.

"Hatsume." Tony talks to me, "This would be the perfect time to ask him that question."

I stop walking and look down when Tony reminded me of my biggest internal struggle. That question. The one that's been eating me up for so long.

"Young Hatsume?" All Might gets in front of me, "Are you alright?"

"All Might…" I clearly say but still with a low voice, "I need you to answer a question for me. It's been eating my mind for so long, and I have the chance for an answer. I need an answer from you."

All Might looks perplexed, "Uh...sure." All Might crosses his arms over his chest, "Ask away."

"Do you remember my U.A letter?" I ask him without looking.

I feel All Might stiffen a bit, "Uh...no. I don't." All Might sounds sincere that he cannot recall it.

"I didn't expect you too, but I just wanted to ask," I say as nanites begin to cover my right hand. I look at All Might and open up my palm. A hologram appears from my palm. The rejection letter. Before the Sports Festival started, I downloaded the letter into my suit because I knew I would run into All Might at some point today, and I need to talk to him about this. I need him to clear this up. "I received this when the letter was delivered to my home. As I said earlier today against Todoroki, I placed 13th in the Entrance Exam, yet I was rejected. The rejection didn't hurt. It was the reason why I was rejected that hurt me." I swipe my left across the hologram as it begins to play.

"You see, you did pass, however, you did not use your Quirk at all. Instead, you used gadgets to your advantage. Although it is allowed to use such items, you signed up for the hero course. I'm sorry to say, but that disqualifies you from entering the hero course. One of the stipulations to be eligible for the hero course is to use your Quirk during the exam. You did not once use it, and if you did, it wasn't one that was noticeable. The hero course is meant for those with physical or mental fighting Quirks and nothing else. It says here in your records that you do have a Quirk but only allows you see to see far away. That holds no value when it comes down to head-to-head combat. Instead, you will be placed in the Support Course. I hope you understand Young Hatsume."

All Might look disappointed. He even turned away from me for a moment with a sadden expression, "...Young Hatsume…"

"All Might…" I say with a sigh, "I need to know because I don't understand. I don't understand any of this, any of what you said to me." I feel my emotions begin to boil, "I did what I did because I was ambitions. I wanted to be in the hero course, but to be rejected because I don't have a physical or mental fighting Quirk? No. No that shouldn't be a stipulation, that should not be the reason why I was rejected and placed into the Support Course. Don't get me wrong, I love the classroom and Power Loader, but it's not my dream. I can't stand walking past the hero courses every day knowing I earned my spot to be in those classes!" I practically yell at him now, "I was better than more half of those students currently in the courses! I did better than most, I proved to everyone that I wouldn't let my Quirk limitations hold me back! I thought of everything else to put me on the map, to put me past everyone else with better Quirks than me! To show the U.A staff that I am capable of surpassing the impossible odds and I damn well did do just that!" I rub my face and growl under my breath, "I understand that they have great Quirks, I won't deny it. They really do. But what about their character? Their reasons to be heroes? Some of them don't even want to save people, they just wanna be popular. Others just want to show up everyone else and be damn celebrities or just show-off just how powerful their Quirks are and make everyone else feel lesser than them!"

"Young Hatsume..." All Might tries to speak, but I don't let him.

"I want to save people. I want everyone to look at me and feel safe, to feel secure, to feel peace. To know that I will protect them at any and all cost because I can't stand people getting bullied around by jerks! I know how that feels! I lived through that crap every day from my elementary to middle school years!" I smack my hands to my sides, "I don't have a hardening Quirk, I don't have a strength enhancing Quirk, fire, ice, creation, zero-gravity, engine, big fists, or any of that! "But that doesn't kill me." I say to him and give him an intense stare, "Want to know what does kill me? That I want to be a hero but I am denied that chance because of my Quirk! What you preach is something I can't have because of my Quirk? Anyone can be a hero, but I guess you need a great Quirk to be one and not have a heart that believes in it, huh?!"

"Young Hatsume, that isn't how it is!" All Might says to me.

"Sure as hell looks like it, All Might!" I throw my hands up into the air, "Because I am not in either class! I was born with something I couldn't decide for myself and somehow that makes me a liability?! Makes me unable to do what many others dream of?! I'm not in the hero course, but the fact that people like Bakugo are and I'm not makes me sick!" I clench my fists tightly, "Every damn time I crossed paths with him today he always harassed me and I never even met him before today! He always threatened and tormented me every damn time, hell, he even used his Quirk on me to make me scared and quit the Tournament! He even told me that he will 'put me in my place' if I make it to the finals! What kind of standard is being set here?! People like that can get into the hero course?! You're telling me bullies are allowed to be heroes, but people who genuinely care can't?! He didn't even show up for the award ceremony to accept second place because he left the building immediately after he lost! What kind of hero is that?!" I am panting harshly as I finish up what I have to say, "Strong Quirk, weak character."

All Might stood there and absorbed what I had to say. Didn't even move an inch. Sure he tried to talk, but I didn't let him for a number of reasons, and one of those reasons was to get this rage off my chest. All Might isn't looking at me, he looks down in shame I would assume. He knows I'm right in certain areas of my venting, and nothing he says will change my mind.

I catch my breath as we stand in silence, "All Might…" I say once more, "What you said on the message, my rejection letter, did you mean any of it?"

We stood in silence for what felt like hours to me but were really only a few seconds. Everything I said I just needed to get off my chest, but what I need to be answered is what I was told in my letter.

"Young Hatsume…" All Might broke the silence, "I understand your anger. I know that it all seems unfair to you. I know that Bakugo isn't the best person when it comes to character, but believe me when I say that there were others like him that turned okay after the three years. I know it seems wrong of us to recruit those who have a history of bullying, but U.A has been very successful to turn those wrongs into positives and have them be better men and women. Bakugo is just another person in that special category. He possesses gifted talents that can not go to waste, but there is another situation that needs to be taken into account." All Might walked left and right for a moment in thought, "If we were to reject Young Bakugo, and if he took it badly, I fear he would have become a villain, and that is not acceptable. Not only do we lose someone with great gifts, but a young man with a bright future will no longer have that opportunity to be something greater." All Might sighs loudly, "Regarding your question? No. No, I do not believe in anything I said, as a matter of fact, I feel guilty for saying it."

That catches me off-guard, yet I also feel that I that would be the answer all along.

All Might continues speaking, "I remember your score, Hatsume. I remember watching you defeat those robots left and right. I was amazed by your tech and your ability to outpace everyone but the twelve in front of you. I was excited for you. I knew you could be a great addition into the hero course, it's just my superiors disagreed with me." All Might ran a hand over his head, "I remember a young, Quirkless man asking me if he could be a hero. I told him no, I told him he needed a Quirk to be one because he would be overpowered. I destroyed his dreams…" I was about to scold him for it, but I paused when All Might let out a small laugh, "Boy was I wrong because, on that same day, that young man saved his friend from a villain in front of me. I couldn't believe what I saw. An hour ago I told that young man he couldn't do it, yet he did so in front of my eyes. At that moment, I knew I was wrong about everything. Before that day, I was a hypocrite who said anyone could be a hero, but I only meant it towards a specific group of people. But that young man opened my eyes and showed me the true aspect of what a hero is. It doesn't matter where you hail from, what Quirk you have, how fast, strong, tough, smart, or anything. It doesn't matter. What matters is that as long as you the heart of a hero, then you can be a hero. Some will have it easier than others, but if you put your soul into your dreams, then you will achieve greatness!" All Might's energy has returned to him as well his smile. "I found that same young man later that day and apologized for everything while telling him he can become a hero, and with that, Young Hatsume, I must apologize to you too. I was acting out on what I was given, but I did not know how much it would hurt you and I am deeply sorry for the pain I caused you. But like I told you at the award ceremony, you proved the world wrong about people with lesser Quirks. You proved everyone wrong. I couldn't more be honored to share the same school with a young woman who will defy all odds, just like Iron Man did before her."

I… I don't know what to say. He said all the right things to me. I wasn't expecting much, but he put heart into his words. I know he meant every bit of what he was saying. He is sorry for everything, and he does mean well for people like me. All Might even admit to being a hypocrite, something I never thought he would be, but he told me of an unsung hero who changed his perspective. Though I can not agree with Bakugo's situation, I can say I am at peace with this struggle. All Might does support me and others like me, and that's I needed to know.

"All Might…" I mumble and look down in shame. I shouldn't have been so hard on him. He didn't deserve my rage. It's not his fault.

"Don't be down, Young Hatsume. I know you were hurting, and its best to let it out before it consumes you." All Might said as he gave me a hug. "You're strong, and I can see you being one of the best this generation has to offer. There is a reason why Aizawa wants to see you." All Might broke the hug and looked at a nearby clock on the wall, "We're running late, we have to go."

I smirk a little and mentally tell the nanites to reform the suit, "Want to race?" I ask as nanites finish surrounding me.

"Just this once because we're late." All Might laughed as he sped away as I flew after him.

It did not take long for us to reach the school and the classroom. All Might won the race by a longshot, and I can tell he was holding back, even when I did use High-Velocity Impact. I need to upgrade my speed.

"Here we are, Class 1-A." All Might said as we stood in front of the door. I look at the massive door in front of me. I'm still grasping at the invite I was given from Aizawa to be here. "I will not be present for what happens, I must leave."

I turn to All Might and look up at the idol in front of me, "Hero work?"

"Of course. Villains never stop running amok." All Might says and turns around to leave. "Do not enter until Aizawa tells you too."

"Okay." I nod my head and watch All Might begin to leave. I was wrong about him. He is still everything I believe in. I was just blinded by anger to see that All Might does care, even though someone else had to teach them. I can't help but wonder who taught All Might that valuable lesson? I am curious if I'll ever run into that Quirkless hero who changed All Might.

"Hey, Pinky," Tony calls to me.

"Yeah?"

"That Quirkless kid is a lot closer than you think," Tony tells me.

"How did you know I was thinking of that?"

"Just a guess."

"Do you know where he or she is?"

"Yeah. He's very near actually."

"So he's a boy?"

"Isn't that what the pronoun 'he' stands for?"

"Whatever." I prance around the hallway as I wait for Aizawa to call me inside, "Do you think I'm going to be transferred into the hero course?" I ask with hope.

"You should be, but who knows," Tony says, "If you don't, be proud of what you accomplished and keep knocking down doors until you get where you want to be. You're working so hard to gain a seat, but you'll have to work harder to keep it if you make it."

"You mean when I make it," I say as the door opens to reveal Aizawa.

"Come inside," Aizawa says to me as I walk into the room. It's your typical classroom with all desks facing the podium where Aizawa stands, the blackboard, and Aizawa's desk.

"Hatsume!" Mina shouts as I look to see my friends smiling at me with others looking confused, or in Mineta's and Kaminari's case, gazing at me creepily. I take a better look at the rest of the class and see most of the students are in good shape aside from a few who have bandages on them. Midoriya and Yaoyorozu look like they took the worst of it because Yaoyorozu's chest looked bigger than usual because of the bandages under her uniform. Her head also had a few smaller ones cover parts of her upper skull and one on her cheek. Midoriya, on the other hand, had his right hand in a cast with similar treatment for his head as Yaoyorozu, but the most notable aspect was a purple bruise on his left cheek. That's where I punch him to end the fight, I assumed it would be worse than it looks currently, but Recovery Girl most likely played in part in easing the swelling. My thoughts were broken when I heard a familiar yell.

"What is she doing here?!" I recognize that rage anywhere. I turn my head to meet the furious stare of Bakugo. The silver medal, which I assumed was on his desk, is now on the floor. What disrespect.

"She's here because she earned it," Aizawa says.

"What do you mean, Mr. Aizawa?" Yaoyorozu asked.

"There was a rumor going around that there was a chance that someone could be moved into the hero course," Aizawa said as I felt my heartbeat racing. Could they be true?! Were the rumors true?! "And those rumors were true." Aizawa has answered my prayer as everyone, including myself, look at him with shocked expressions.

"WHAT?!" Bakugo shouted and nearly got up, "WHY?!"

Aizawa's face may have been covered in bandages, but I could still feel his glare when his head sharply turned to Bakugo, which causes the blonde to freeze in place, "Because she proved herself worthy of it! I was never a fan of the Entrance Exam, I always believed it was completely one-sided, and I was right." Aizawa then looked to me, "All Might wasn't the only one who vouched for you. I did so as well. I see a fire in you, a fire that is rivaled by a few of my current students, and I know you are worth my time." Aizawa said as I was completely stunned, too stunned to move or even speak.

"Wait…" Midoriya spoke up, "If Hatsume is being moved into Class 1-A…" Midoriya's expression shifted into a terrified look, "Who's getting dropped?!" The atmosphere quickly went cold. I forgot about the stipulation! If I am being moved into Class 1-A, then that means I am taking someone's spot!

"No one." Aizawa bluntly stated.

"HUH?!" Everyone asked at once.

"No one is getting dropped," Aizawa said, "There is a trail Hatsume has to go through first." Great, another roadblock. "Hatsume will be attending our class, but she won't be a permanent addition. Not yet anyway." Aizawa's aura then turned serious, "I suggest all of you work your asses off because if you don't, Hatsume will take your spot. Do not blame her if you end up being dropped."

I stare at everyone as they all stare back. In order for me to continue chasing my dream, someone's must end. I feel terrible knowing this, but…I won't be a hero if I don't do this. I just hope that whoever I replace will be able to forgive me.

"Everyone listen up." Aizawa brought our focus back to him, "You have the next two days of school off to recuperate. I'm sure the pros who watched the festival will wanna recruit some of you. We'll look over the draft forms and update you when you return. Get some rest. You still have a lot of training." Aizawa then looks to me, "Or in this case, working harder than ever before to earn your permanent seat." I nod at the challenge given to me. Aizawa looks back to everyone, "Are we clear?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Good. Dismissed." Aizawa says as he exits the room rather impatiently.

Everyone gets up and grabs their things as I watch them. I don't know who it will be, but someone won't be here. I take a look around to see Midoriya looking elsewhere. I avert my eyes to where his focus is and see an empty seat. I take a quick recount of everyone and notice that Iida is missing. I wonder where he is. He doesn't look the type to miss an important announcement.

"YOU!" I look towards the shouting at Bakugo is suddenly in my face, "What the **** do you think you're doing?!"

"Didn't Aizawa just say or were you too busy stroking your own ego?" I reply with snark.

"I heard what he said, and like hell, you'll be transferred into my class!" Bakugo says as everyone then surrounds us.

"Bakugo, don't do this," Kirishima said as he was about to place a hand on Bakugo's shoulder, but Bakugo quickly smacked it away.

"Get away, shitty hair!" Bakugo yells at him.

'Hey!" I shout with a scowl, "Don't hit Kirishima!"

"Don't tell me what to do!" Bakugo says to me as he slams his hands together and creates an explosion, "It's because of you that I didn't win first place! I was destined to win, but because of your desperate ass couldn't handle your place in life, you had to build a stupid piece of crap to carry you to a level you don't deserve to be in!"

"And that 'piece of crap' beat you!" I shout back as the room seemed to be getting tenser.

"It was a f****** fluke that's what it was!" Bakugo yells back, "A fluke victory for a weak girl who can't beat anyone on her own!"

"Bakugo, shut up!" Mina suddenly said with aggression, "You don't know what the hell she's been through!"

"What did you tell me, Racoon Eyes?!" Bakugo snarls at her as Mina backs up a bit in fright.

"You lay a hand on her and I will kick your ass!" I bark at Bakugo and regain his attention.

"Enough of this shit!" Bakugo yells out, "It's because of people like you that some heroes don't make it through the wringer!" Bakugo states, "There are great heroes who can't show themselves because of weaker people like you pulling them and holding them down! They deserve to be there if they can't break out those weak grasps, but I will not let you or anyone like you hold me back!" Bakugo practically screams at me, "I'm the best here! No one comes close to me, everyone else here is just stepping stones to me and they are not better than me and I proved that already! But I will not stand for some technological extra from a room of hero course rejects beat me or even think of joining my class!" Bakugo seems dead set on making sure I don't join the hero course, especially his class, "I will kill you if you even get near this class or think you have a chance of joining it! Stay where you are because that's where you belong, ya filthy metalworker!"

"You...You done?" I say to Bakugo with an unimpressed look on my face. "You done?" Bakugo just snickers at me. "You see Bakugo, you are a fool." Bakugo looks at me with killer eyes as I hear the classroom take a breath. I guess I did the unexpected, but I'm not done. "You are a damn fool, Bakugo!" I walk around a bit as I continue talking, "There is an old saying that it is better to keep your mouth shut and let people think you are stupid than to open it and prove them right." The tensions in the classroom rise higher as I hear everyone hold their breaths.

"What the f*** did you just call me you b****?!" Bakugo says as I stop walking and point to him, making him pause.

"You, of all people, come at me and use the same pathetic excuse that countless others have used! You! With all of your talents, all of your gifts, and all of your opportunities, you have the audacity to blame people like me?" I say to him as Bakugo eyes me with a killer instinct. I look at Midoriya and he is frozen with fear in his eyes. The poor puppy is scared of Bakugo, and I understand why, but I will be damned if this jackass tries to blame me for his failures, "Alright then, let me educate you since you seem to be even stupider then I previously thought." I put my arm down and stand my ground. Many of the students seem prepared to jump in, but I glare at them all, "DON'T GET INVOLVED!" They all freeze, including Bakugo. I have had enough of this crap for one day, and I am going to straighten this bastard out!

"Okay! So you believe that people like me, people who have weaker Quirks have this mythical way of hooking onto 'badasses' like you and bring you down to our levels!" I start saying, looking Bakugo dead in his eyes now, "I can't tell if you are blind or stupid because it's your Quirk and your will that makes you great, nothing else! You wanna blame me? Fine, blame me, I've been through this BS for my entire life, I'm strong enough to deal with it, and I've been called a lot worse…" I smirk, "By a lot tougher."

Bakugo stares at me whilst not moving a muscle. He is listening, and he knows I am speaking the truth, but he can't bring himself to act as he will only be proven wrong now. With that, I continue, "You actually believe, that people like me, that our purpose in life is to drag the 'superior ones' down and keep them there at any and all cost. Let me explain something to you Bakugo." I take a breath and take one step towards him, "Not once have I ever tried to interact with those with better Quirks in my past because I didn't need to prove anything to them nor make myself feel better by holding them back. Not once did I ever retaliate when those bullies came at me every single day to torment my life because I was weaker than them, and I knew I was better than them because if they were so much better than me then why go after someone who is obviously weaker than them?" I walk up to his face, "I was honored and privileged to be able to participate in the Sports Festival or even attend U.A itself. I didn't let that chance slip me by, and I took advantage of the opportunity to show the world not only what I am capable of but what people with weaker Quirks are capable of by taking that gold medal in the tournament! I fought for that chance, it didn't even matter if I got gold or not, I just wanted to prove a point to everyone who ever doubted or mocked a person with a weaker Quirk!"

I poke Bakugo in the chest and keep my finger there, "You took that silver medal as a burden, hell, your whiny ass didn't even show up for the celebration!" I then point the finger to myself, "And you blamed me for it." I back up, but keep my eye on Bakugo, "Blame me all you want for why you didn't win first place but it has nothing to do with me! You can't stand that the fact that by me showing off the Iron Man suit and winning the Sports Festival out achieves everything you ever did in your entire life!"

Bakugo held his hands up in a threatening way, practically daring me to continue talking. I will dare myself to continue because now it is time to drive my point home, "You can preach all you want about having a better Quirk then me, you can prance around like a jackass about it and live in that ridiculous fantasy of yours every day but nothing will change the fact that I beat you!" I say as I hold my gold medal to his face, "I beat you. I earned this medal, and I sure as hell will earn my spot here in Class 1-A."

I get up in his face one more time, keeping the same appearance on, "And you can't stand it, so you're going to try your damn hardest to swerve me off the path of transferring into the Class 1-A. Let me tell you something, Bakugo." I let go of my medal and let it hang around my neck with a heavy bounce, "It doesn't matter what you do because at the end of the day I still beat you in the finals! And you know what, I'll have everyone in U.A and every pro-hero doing something you wished you did, I'll have them talking about you. You see because if you screw me out of this chance, Bakugo, if you screw me over, I will have them talking about you all right but it won't be because what you did, it will be because of what I did! Because if you cheat me, I will have everyone talking about how the almighty Bakugo, the guy who scored the most points in the Entrance Exam, the Explosive Quirk User, and the guy who fought off villains at the USJ looks like he went through a meat-grinder because Mei Hatsume kicked his worthless ass!" I back away from Bakugo and look at his expression and body. The brat is shaking with rage, he looks like a Super Volcano is about to erupt, but he won't move a muscle for whatever reason. It doesn't matter to me, I made my statement known to him. "Don't get in my way." With that, I turn around and walk away from him and out of the classroom.

Bakugo doesn't tail me, and I know he won't. He just had his pride, his ego, and his abilities all put into question and destroyed. Though my absence doesn't last long because a few seconds later I hear an explosion and a yell. It was Midoriya who yelled.

I race back into the classroom to find Midoriya backing up on the ground as many of the classmates are holding Bakugo back. Midoriya has burnt marks on his bandaged hand, and his uniform was tarnished with smoke. "YOU DID THIS, DIDN'T YOU?! YOU'RE PATHETIC ASS PLAYED A PART I KNOW YOU DID! YOU TOLD HER SHE COULD BE SOMETHING SHE CAN'T BE AND NOW SHE IS RUNNING AROUND HERE BELIEVING SHE IS BETTER THAN ME?!" Bakugo looks up and sees me in the doorway as we lock eyes once more.

Midoriya follows Bakugo's eyes and sees me at the doorway, "H-H-Hatsume! Get away! Kacchan will-"

"No," I simply say as I walk over to Midoriya and help him up, "I don't need too." I look at Bakugo, "And you proved my point. You keep targeting someone who obviously can't fight back because he'll hurt himself trying to defend his own skin. Pick on the weaker ones to prove your might, but falter at those who are at your level or higher." I feel my face twist into confusion, "Do you still think you are better than me? Is your ego that fragile that you have to lie to yourself that much?" As the students let Bakugo go, I proceed to put out my arms, "Go on, take it. Swing at me. Blow me up. Do it. Prove your might right now. Prove to everyone what I did was a fluke and that I am feeble under your all mighty power." I growl, "Put me in my place, Bakugo. You said you will today, now do it. But I gotta warn you though that if you do swing at me if you do hit me or anyone else in this room, I will have no problem going for round two." Bakugo doesn't muster any movement and gives me that pitiful look of his. I shake my head and put down my arms and get closer to Bakugo, "If you were as good as you believe you are, I wouldn't have dropped your ass as fast as I did in that fight." I turn around and walk to Midoriya, but glance back at Bakugo one more time, "You're pathetic." I spin my head away, take Midoriya's hand, and pull him out of the classroom with me, ignoring the stunned and slightly red look on his face. I hear running coming from the classroom and turn back to see Mina, Yaoyorozu, Hagakure, Kirishima, and Jiro following me. I don't have anything to say and keep dragging Midoriya away from the classroom. If Bakugo wants to hurt Midoriya, well, he knows who he has to go through.

The road to transferring into Class 1-A wasn't going to be easy, I knew that, but now I have to also to deal with Bakugo's antics as well. I'm curious though. If he is this mad about the mere idea of me sharing the same class as him, how will Bakugo react when this thought becomes a reality? I guess I'll find out when it happens.

SECOND WARNING! THIS SCENE CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILERS REGARDING ENDGAME! IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN ENDGAME AND WISH TO NOT BE SPOILED, DO NOT READ BEYOND THIS LINE!

DO NOT BLAME ME IF YOU GET SPOILED, I WARNED YOUR ASS!

[BGM - Even For You - Avengers Infinity War OST]

The war was over. It was finally over. The heroes once again prevailed after a long and desperate fight. All for One and his League of Villains were finally vanquished. Shigaraki, Kurogiri, Dabi, and every other member were arrested. One of the many people that played one of the biggest roles in this war was Toga. She betrayed the League for Midoriya's sake when he was about to be killed by Shigaraki. Toga stepped in and took the fatal blow for him, allowing Midoriya just enough time to escape. But the tragic ends of life did not stop there. No, she was the first of many heroes that fell, including the last Pro Hero of the now dubbed, 'Marvel Generation.' The Invincible Iron Man.

Iron Maiden found herself battling All for One to the death, and her suit was shredding as each blow came to her. With All Might gone, Deku stepped up to take over the Symbol of Peace and fought All for One in the last battle but was ultimately defeated when Shigaraki stepped in and the odds were too high for Deku. Though he was close to death once again, Shinso was able to make the save at the cost of his life as used his scarf to throw Deku's limp body to safety while being impaled by All for One and turned to dust by Shigaraki.

Bakugo, Todoroki, and Iron Maiden arrived too late to save Shinso but were able to quickly evacuate Deku. The three heroes were being chased by 'The Old King of Evil', and his prodigy. Iida arrived and took Deku away while the three heroes worked together to put the two leaders down. Iron Maiden charged at All for One and tackled him into an isolated area to fight without any interruptions.

The battle was long and grueling with neither fighter giving up an inch until the Iron Maiden suit began to slowly crumble. Hatsume pushed her suit and her body further, but it was not enough to defeat All for One. All for One was killing Hatsume as slowly as he possibly could, and he started by rending her suit useless. When the last bits of the Iron Maiden suit fell apart other than one hand, Hatsume fell to her knees in defeat. She believed it was all over for her, and without Deku, the villains would finally win this war and conquer Japan. That was until Iron Man came in just in time. Tony Stark arrived in his last suit, the Mark IV.

Hatsume watched as her mentor fought All for One in a panic. All for One was able to shut Tony out of the internet and the man was forced into the Mark IV to ensure his survival. Hatsume tried her best to get up and fight with her mentor to save his life, but her body was too weak to muster the strength too. Hatsume watched Iron Man and All for One battle, and she witnessed the Mark IV slowly fall apart like her Iron Maiden suit. Hatsume, with her last bit of will, was able to fire her final repulsor blast at All for One, effectively, allowing the nanites to die off and the Iron Maiden suit to completely disintegrate.

All for One felt the blast, but it wasn't enough to stop him. Seeing as nothing could stop the 'Lord of Evil,' Iron Man opened his mask to reveal Tony Stark and looked at Hatsume. Tony said nothing but gave her a smile. A smile that brought comfort to Hatsume every time she saw it, a smile that she grew eager to see whenever she made him proud, whenever she made Tony further believe she was his worthy successor. To her, Tony's smile meant more than All Might's.

Hatsume watched with shock as Iron Man suddenly wrapped his arms around All for One and flew high into the sky. She watched bits and pieces of the suit being torn off and falling to the ground. Hatsume cried into the sky for Tony to let go, for him to stop. She pleaded for him to not make the sacrifice everyone needed, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as the Mark IV suddenly lit up. Tony Stark made one more upgrade to his suit before arriving, an upgrade that would end the fight in one blast but at a price. The smoke riddled sky suddenly lit up in flames and TNT as it created a hole big enough for the blue sky to be seen, only to disappear just as quickly.

Hatsume stared at the sky with a traumatized expression and mind. Tony Stark made the final move. The Ultimate Sacrifice. Many shards of the Mark IV fell to the ground in burning crips, some even turning to ash in the process. All for One's body could be seen falling and Hatsume witnessed him hit the ground with a big bounce. Hatsume pulled herself to All for One to see if he was finally defeated, and he was. All for One remained on the ground as still as one could be. His body was broken, his mask was gone, his clothes were torn and full of smoke and ash. Hatsume stared at the broken villain. All she saw was rage and depression when she studied him. Hatsume looked around and quickly found a long, sharp pipe that was separated from the building it was once holding. In an act of rage, Hatsume quickly grabbed the pipe and lifted it over her head with tears spilling out of her eyes. Before she could impale All for One, Hatsume felt a grip on her hand. Hatsume turned to see Midoriya was the one holding her hand. The two stared at one another before Midoriya finally said.

"Don't do it. He wouldn't want you too because it's something he would do, and he wants you to be better than him."

Hatsume knew Midoriya was talking about Tony. That was his whole purpose. For him to make her better than he ever was, and that including never taking a life. Hatsume dropped the pipe and Midoriya quickly hugged her as Hatsume broke down and wept loudly into his chest.

The war was over, but what did it cost? To many, it cost so much, but to Hatsume, it costed everything.

[BGM - The Real Hero - Avengers Endgame OST]

It was two days after the war, and many heroes and students were at Tony's old home. It was a beautiful cabin with trees surrounding it for miles, and a fresh lake that was home to many exotic creatures. Each of them was dressed for the sad occasion as it was time to say goodbye. In the front of the mourners was Hatsume dressed in a black dressed with her mother by her right, Midoriya on her left, and her father behind her. Hatsume built a tiny float and placed it on the lake for one of the two pieces of the Mark IV she was able to recover. The Arc Reactor. Hatsume hesitantly placed the Arc Reactor on the float and gently pushed into the pond as it floated away from them. Hatsume couldn't hold back anymore as she brought her hands to her face and broke down in tears as Midoriya and her parents all hugged her. Hatsume wept long and hard as she softly wished for Tony to come back to her, knowing that wish will never be granted.

Soon, everyone started to part ways slowly and left Tony's undisturbed home. Hatsume, Midoriya, and her parents were sitting on the front porch as they surrounded Hatsume to comfort her. Midoriya and Hatsume's parents were ready to depart, but Hatsume said she'll meet them at the car because she had something to say but in private. The three nodded their heads and left to the car as Hatsume looked back to pond. Hatsume slowly got up and walked to the pond before looking down. The float had gently sailed back to her, maybe as a sign to allow Hatsume to say her final goodbyes. With a heavy sigh of sadness, Hatsume slowly parted her lips to speak to Tony for the last time.

"Hey, Tony…" Hatsume quietly said, "I…" Hatsume ran a hand through her hair, "I don't know what to say…I just…." Hatsume choked up and held back tears. She didn't want to cry again, not right now. "I just don't know how to feel right now. I know why you sacrificed yourself, but I wish you didn't. I wasn't ready for you to say goodbye. I wasn't ready for you to die. God damn it I wasn't ready to see you leave me!" Hatsume loudly started with a hiccup, "I wasn't ready, Tony. I wasn't ready for this. I miss you so much. I can't even bring myself to go back to the lab because it'll be empty. You won't be there to mock me or to laugh with me or to help me build another suit or upgrade or anything…" Hatsume wiped her eyes with a cloth she had in hands, "Tony why? Why did you have to leave? Why did you have to die? Why couldn't you stop? We could've beaten him together! Together like we always do! We were in this together since we started back when you revealed yourself to me on your website! Why did you do this without me? Why did you leave me?! Tony….why…" Hatsume fell to her knees once more and shed tears she couldn't contain anymore. "I miss you so much. I miss hearing your voice. I miss your constant sarcasm. I miss your cruel remarks. I miss your praise. I miss our talks. I miss our laughs and arguments. Tony, I miss you. I miss everything and I just want you back. Please. I can't do this without you. I'm not strong enough without you…" Hatsume quietly stated as she looked down at the Arc Reactor and saw words she never noticed before. Hatsume zoomed on the words and read them. 'Proof that Hatsume is my successor.'

Hatsume felt her heart jump. This was the first Arc Reactor they built together. How could she not recognize it? Tony died with Hatsume in his heart. Hatsume stared at it and recalled an old memory.

"Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with. I was born with superior intelligence, and that didn't help me punch out villains. So when I was rejected my request for a hero license, I didn't roll over and bitch about it. Instead, I used my intelligence to build a suit. A suit that everyone knows today as 'Iron Man'. I was rejected and told I could never be a hero, but look at me now. I'm one of the top three heroes in the world, and I'm just in a suit of armor. When someone says you can't do it, your first words should either be, 'Why can't I?' or 'Yes I can.' Everyone is capable of being a hero. It just depends how much work you're willing to put into it to become one."

Hatsume looked down, "I can't stop. Even without you, I can't stop. I am capable of being a hero, but I have to put more work than ever before into it. You wouldn't want me to be crying right now, you would want me to think of other ways to protect everyone and be the hero you always knew I could be. Right now you'd probably tell to pick myself up and keep going, and not to let your death stop me." Hatsume said with a small painful laugh, "It's just going to be so hard to keep being Iron Maiden without Iron Man standing next to me." Hatsume slowly stood up, "I'll make you proud, Tony. I promise I will live up to what you expect of me and some more."

Hatsume turned around and walked away from the pond with each step feeling lighter than the last. With one final glance, Hatsume looked back to the pond and felt calm. She felt secured. Safe. It was like Tony was there; like he was here for her right now, but Hatsume knew better. Tony is with her, and he always will be. He did promise to watch over her after all.

"Goodbye, Tony. I love you."