'Sup, fellas.

First off, for those of you who had read Chapters I and II earlier, I wanted to let you know that I've made an itty bitty change to the story. Izuku is no longer 10 years old; he is now 12. This change was made for reasons that will be revealed in future chapters.

Second, thank you all for the support you've shown for the second chapter. When I published it, it had nine favorites and eighteen follows, but now, three days later, it stands at the amazing number of 32 favorites and 45 follows! Man, I'm humbled as fuck, so again, thank you, guys. You make me very happy.

To show you how much your support matters to me, this update will be a double one. Yes, you read that right: today you'll get to read Chapters III and IV because you guys rock and fucking deserve it.

GoldenEagle62: Well, I won't be revealing anything as it would be a huge spoiler, but yeah, that's an idea that's in the draft. So stay tuned to see it.

So, with that out of the way.

I'll share my thoughts at the end because I don't want to spoil things (and I really like how this chapter turned out). I hope you enjoy it, and if you do, please leave a review and yadda yadda. (You know the rest.) (Please do)

See you at the end.

Disclaimer: You already know this; MHA is owned by Kohei Horikoshi. The Force and everything related to Star Wars are the intellectual property of George Lucas and the evil multi-billion-dollar company with the mouse logo (The one with the Big ass resort in Florida)

The only thing that is mine is the computer from which this is written. Yay!

Underlined and italicized text = thoughts and/or internal dialogues.

Underlined, italicized, and bold text = Force ghosts dialogues.

Italicized and bold text = The Force dialogues.

Bold Text = Powerful characters dialogues (Like All-Might).

"A single chance is a galaxy of hope."

Chapter III: A Padawan's New Path

Inko Midoriya watched her son bolt out of the apartment, a rare sight considering she had to practically drag him out of bed for school the previous day. Despite Izuku's efforts to conceal his troubles, her maternal instincts screamed that something was amiss at school. But today, something was different. She wondered what could have caused such a dramatic shift in her son's mood?

Setting her cup of tea on the kitchen counter, Inko pushed aside her exhaustion from the night shift. Her concern for Izuku outweighed her fatigue. She placed her hand on the doorknob of her son's room, hoping to uncover the reason behind his sudden cheerfulness. But she paused when she heard voices.

"That wasn't fun, master. You know very well that I'm not very good with kids."

Inko's eyes widened, and her heart skipped a beat. Who could be in her son's room? She cautiously opened the door just a crack, her protective instincts on high alert.

To her utter astonishment, she saw three faint figures standing in the room, each exuding a calm yet powerful presence.

The first figure was the tallest, with a youthful, vigorous appearance. His light brown hair was cut short and tousled, and he wore a brown and beige Jedi tunic with a leather belt. Despite his strong appearance, there was a latent sadness in his blue eyes, as if he carried the weight of past experiences. Inko instinctively knew this was the voice she had heard.

Another voice, calm and measured, responded. "Patience, Anakin. Remember, you were once a child yourself. Children need guidance more than lectures. I sense the boy is quite similar to you; that's why the Force chose you to speak to him first."

This voice belonged to an older man with a well-groomed beard and brown hair streaked with gray. He wore a similar Jedi tunic, but his demeanor was more composed and serene. His eyes held wisdom and kindness, suggesting years of experience and understanding. He stood with a dignified posture, exuding a sense of calm authority.

A third, much older and gravellier voice added, "Yes, yes. Much to learn, young Skywalker still has. Guide the boy, we must. Important, he is."

This figure, the smallest, commanded the most attention. He was a small green creature with large, wise eyes and long, pointed ears. Dressed in a simple brown robe and leaning on a wooden cane, he emanated an aura of immense power and wisdom. His expression was one of gentle patience, as if he had seen countless lifetimes and learned from each.

The older one continued, his tone gentle yet firm. "Anakin, remember that the path of the Jedi is one of learning and growth. Izuku has much potential, but he also has much to learn. We are here to help him on that journey, just as you once were helped."

The green powerful creature nodded, his ears twitching slightly. "Guide him, we will. Grow strong in the Force, he must."

Inko's eyes darted from one figure to the next, trying to comprehend the surreal scene unfolding before her. She felt a sense of peace emanating from the figures, the same peace she briefly felt when Izuku rushed to school.

Anakin sighed. "I know, Obi-Wan, Master Yoda. I understand the importance of guiding him, but I feel overwhelmed. I also sense that the others are nearby, but not yet ready to reveal themselves. This boy, Izuku, needs all the help he can get."

Her's heart raced as she tried to process what she was seeing and hearing. She accidentally took a step back, hitting the door with her elbow. The sudden noise caused the ghostly figures to turn their attention toward the door.

Obi-Wan's eyes widened slightly in recognition. "Hello there. You must be Izuku's mother."

Inko's mind raced, struggling to process the scene. Before she could react further, her vision blurred, and she felt herself falling. The last thing she heard was Yoda's gravelly voice, filled with surprise. "Unexpected, this is. Other Force sensitives in this world, there are."

As she collapsed gently to the floor, Anakin couldn't resist a smirk. "Nice to see you still have that effect on women, Obi-Wan."

Obi-Wan shot Anakin a wry look. "Very funny, Anakin. Let's focus on the task at hand, shall we?"

Anakin chuckled softly as he nodded, while Obi-Wan knelt beside Inko, ensuring she was comfortable until she regained consciousness.

- THE FORCE AWAKENS -

As the afternoon sun cast a golden hue over Musutafu, Izuku made his way home with a bounce in his step. The excitement of learning more about the Force had given him an unusual burst of energy. He couldn't wait to see Anakin and hear more stories about the Jedi and their incredible abilities.

Arriving at his apartment building, he rushed up the stairs, his mind buzzing with curiosity and anticipation. He fumbled with his keys, barely able to contain his eagerness. Finally, he unlocked the door and swung it open.

To his astonishment, the sight before him was nothing short of extraordinary. The room was filled with a warm, ethereal glow that seemed to envelop him in a comforting embrace. The warmth was soothing and invigorating, as if the Force itself was responding to his excitement and curiosity.

Izuku's eyes widened as he saw Anakin and two other figures—an older man, and a small green being—seated on the sofa with his mother, who was looking unusually calm and composed. The three Jedi appeared as serene and composed as ever, their ghostly forms glowing softly in the dim light of the apartment.

Inko looked up with a welcoming smile. "Izuku, you're home! I hope you had a good day at school."

He stood frozen in the doorway, his jaw slightly agape. He could hardly believe his eyes. "Mom...!" he stammered, his voice trembling. "Are they... are they really...?"

His mother nodded, her expression filled with a mix of wonder and reassurance. "Yes, Izuku. These three have been here all day. They've been telling me about the Force and how I, too, have a sensitivity to it. They explained so much... I can hardly believe it myself."

Anakin, noticing Izuku's stunned expression, offered a reassuring smile. "Allow my two friends to introduce themselves, properly."

The older man, sitting with a calm and dignified posture, inclined his head slightly towards the boy. His voice, filled with warmth and wisdom, carried a gentle authority. "Hello, Izuku. I am Obi-Wan Kenobi. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. Your curiosity and eagerness to learn are commendable. We are here to guide you on your journey with the Force."

Next to Obi-Wan, the small green figure with large, wise eyes and long pointed ears, who had been observing the scene with a gentle smile, leaned slightly forward. His voice was soft yet carried an ancient depth. "Young one, Yoda, I am. Sensitive to the Force, you are, and much potential you have. Help you, we will."

Izuku's voice, though filled with wonder, was tinged with disbelief. "This is... unreal. I only met Anakin this morning, and now... now there are two more Jedi here. I still can't believe it."

Inko chuckled softly at her son reaction. Then she gave him a reassuring smile.

Obi-Wan nodded understandingly. "It is indeed a lot to take in. But remember, the Force is a part of everything, and it responds to our emotions and intentions. Your excitement and openness have drawn us closer."

Yoda's eyes twinkled with wisdom as he added, "Trust in the Force, you must. Feel it, you already do. Guide you, we shall. Learn, you will, much."

After the ancient creature's comforting words, Izuku turned to his mother with a hopeful expression. "Mom, will you be learning about the Force with me? Will we both train together?"

Inko's eyes softened with a blend of love and understanding. She stepped closer to her son, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Izuku, while I won't be able to walk the same path as you, I will always be here to support you. I'm proud of you and I'm excited to see where this path leads you. I'll be with you every step of the way, even if it's just from the sidelines."

Obi-Wan's gaze was gentle as he addressed the boy. "Your mother's support is invaluable. Even though she may not be learning the ways of the Jedi directly, her presence and encouragement will be a great asset to you."

Yoda, his eyes reflecting a deep wisdom, nodded in agreement. "Great aptitude for a Jedi, you have, Young Izuku. Altruistic, you are, to share your training time with your mother. A true hero, this makes you."

The green haired boy's eyes glistened with unshed tears as he absorbed the heartfelt words of his mother and the Jedi Masters. The weight of their encouragement overwhelmed him. He took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to hold back the wave of emotion.

Anakin watched the tender moment between Izuku and his mother with a reflective smile. Memories of his own past, particularly of his mother's unwavering support on Tatooine, washed over him. The comfort and encouragement she had given him had been a guiding light in his early days, much like the support Izuku was receiving now.

Anakin took a step forward, his expression filled with of nostalgia and resolve. He looked at the boy with newfound determination. "Izuku, seeing the bond you share with your mother reminds me of my own experiences. My mother's support was crucial to me, just as your mother's is to you now. Because of this, I would like to offer myself as your primary master in the ways of the Force."

Both Obi-Wan and Yoda were astonished. The Force sang in exhilaration, its energy palpable in the room. The warm, ethereal glow seemed to intensify, reflecting the excitement and approval of this new alignment.

His old master, raising an eyebrow and clearly surprised, spoke up, "Anakin, are you sure? This is a significant responsibility. Are you prepared to take on the role of Izuku's primary instructor?"

He nodded firmly, his eyes never leaving the boy's. "I am sure. I believe I can guide Izuku in a meaningful way. It's an opportunity to give back and help someone just as I was helped. Besides, Snips, turned ended up being a great Jedi, didn't she?"

Yoda's eyes twinkled with wisdom and approval. "A wise decision, this is. Much to learn, Izuku has. A strong bond with his mother, he shares. Guide him well, you will."

Obi-Wan studied his former padawan for a moment, then gave a small, approving nod. "Very well, Anakin. If you are committed to this path, then I trust your judgment. Izuku is fortunate to have such dedicated guidance."

Izuku, overwhelmed by the moment, looked from Anakin to Obi-Wan and Yoda, then back to his mother. His voice was filled with emotion. "Thank you all. I won't let you down."

- THE FORCE AWAKENS -

As the morning light gently filled the apartment, casting soft shadows and illuminating the serene faces of those present, Anakin led Izuku, Obi-Wan, and Yoda to the center of the room, where a peaceful atmosphere had been established. The warm, ethereal glow from earlier still bathed the room in a gentle light. Inko sat on the sofa, watching with a mixture of pride and awe.

Anakin turned to face the green haired boy, his expression solemn but filled with warmth. "Izuku, today marks the beginning of your journey as my Padawan." He began, his voice resonating with a profound sense of purpose. "This is a significant moment, not only for you but for all of us."

Izuku's heart pounded in his chest, the gravity of the moment sinking in. He stood straighter, his eyes wide with determination.

Obi-Wan stepped forward, his demeanor as composed as ever. "A ceremony to mark the transition of a student into the role of a Padawan is important," he explained, his voice soothing yet firm. "It signifies a commitment to the path of the Jedi and the responsibility that comes with it."

Yoda nodded in agreement. "A ceremony, important it is. Mark the beginning of training, it will."

Anakin cleared his throat, his expression serious yet warm. "Even though we don't have a padawan lightsaber to present to you, the spirit of the ceremony remains. It's not the physical tools that matter, but the commitment and bond we're forming."

Izuku's gaze flicked to his mother, who gave him an encouraging nod. He felt a swell of emotion, his heart brimming with hope and resolve.

Obi-Wan, with his calm demeanor, added, "Indeed. We shall use what we have to symbolize the transition. The Force itself will be our guide."

Yoda nodded in agreement, his wise eyes twinkling with approval. "Simple, yet meaningful, the ceremony will be. Attuned to the Force, we are. Symbolize, we will."

Anakin extended his hands, and a gentle, shimmering light began to form between them, a soft glow that represented the padawan-master bond they would share from that moment. Izuku watched in awe as the light danced and flickered, feeling its warmth and energy.

"Do you accept the teachings of the Jedi and the responsibility that comes with it?" Anakin asked, his voice steady and strong.

Izuku, with a deep breath, nodded fervently. "I do."

Obi-Wan stepped forward, placing his hand over the shimmering light in Anakin's hands, adding his own Force energy to it. The light intensified, swirling in a beautiful display of unity and power. "Then by the will of the Force, I present you to your master, Anakin Skywalker. May your training be fruitful and your journey enlightening."

Yoda, his cane tapping softly on the floor, raised his arms as if conducting an unseen symphony. "Guided by the Force, you shall be. Strong in the light side, you will grow."

The ethereal light grew brighter, enveloping Izuku in a cocoon of warmth and energy. He felt the Force flowing through him, connecting him to Anakin, Obi-Wan, Yoda, and even his mother. It was a moment of profound unity and purpose.

Anakin touched Izuku's shoulder with a gesture of acceptance, the connection between master and Padawan solidifying. "Thank you, Master Anakin. I'll do my best to learn and grow," Izuku said, his voice filled with emotion.

Anakin smiled, the nostalgia in his eyes giving way to pride. "I know you will, Izuku. Together, we'll face the challenges ahead."

Inko, watching from the sofa with tears of pride in her eyes, felt the significance of the moment. Her son's journey had taken a consequential turn, and she was overjoyed as she witnessed his first step towards his new path.

Obi-Wan again stepped forward with his usual calm demeanor "Izuku, remember that the role of a Padawan is one of both learning and teaching. As you progress, you will come to understand the deeper aspects of the Force. Your journey will shape you, just as it shaped those who came before you."

Yoda nodded sagely. "Much to learn, you will. Patient and diligent, you must be. The Force guides us, but it is through effort and understanding that we truly grow."

As the ceremony concluded, the room settled into a peaceful stillness. The glow of the Force lingered, casting a warm, golden light on everyone present. Izuku felt a deep sense of calm and resolve wash over him. And, after eight long years, he felt hope again.

And here it is. I really hope you enjoy this chapter as I did writing it.

First off, Obi-Wan and Master Muppet—I mean, Master Yoda—make their debut, and we've got two new Force ghosts with more yet to reveal themselves.

Secondly, yay! Anakin is getting a new Padawan. It was pretty obvious since he was the first to talk to Izuku last chapter. That doesn't mean Izuku won't be learning from the other ghosts, though.

Now, one of the first things that came to mind when I decided to write this fic was the idea of Izuku being named a Padawan in a symbolic ceremony. It makes sense given that the galaxy of Anakin and company isn't the same as Izuku's galaxy. (You know, a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away and all that.)

So, no Padawan lightsaber for Izuku yet. But don't worry—he'll construct his own eventually.

As for Inko being Force-sensitive. According to Star Wars canon, Force sensitivity can be achieved in three ways: inheritance from a Force-sensitive parent (with Inko being the Force-sensitive parent), random mutation or evolution, or artificial imbuing.

Then why Inko said she couldn't believe the explanation about the Force given by the ghosts, well, it's stated in Episode VII: The Force Awakens. Without training, knowledge, or faith, a Force-sensitive's connection to the Force remains dormant. She thought of her Force-sensitivity as just a quirk, thinking she could only move small objects, and thus didn't train her connection.

But what do you think? Let me know in the nice review box.

Thank you for taking the time to read this chapter. Your support and feedback mean a lot to me. Stay tuned for the next chapter, and may the Force be with you!

Until next time,

—FarXs.