"Wow..."

"Yep."

"So... This guy whose been alive for almost two hundred years has been chasing you and your entire family down... because your ancestor screwed his brother?"

"Yeah but we don't exactly say it like that." Akira mumbled as he scratched his head as all might coughed. Izuku stared at the two before trying to digest that entire story.

"Alright... but wouldn't that make you his-"

"we don't count him as family."

Akira stated as he looked at izuku before rubbing the back of his neck and quickly turned towards all might. "Can ya leave the room so we can talk?" Akira muttered through clenched and awkward teeth as all might nodded and stepped out.

The two boys sat in silence as izuku was taking everything in. Akira bit his bottom lip as he was genuinely nervous that izuku was going to flip out on him or something. He wouldn't even blame the guy if izuku used one for all to punch him directly to the nose.

"izuku... I'm-"

"Alright."

Akira rose his head up as he looked at izuku who had a serious look on his face. "if it's destined that we both have to fight that man... then so be it!"

Izuku stood up straight as Akira looked at his brother in awe as he genuinely seemed impressed. Akira eyebrows burrowed as he seemed to caught in the moment.

"Are you sure?"

"That's what heroes do. I'm going to help you with this!"

Izuku exclaims as he firmly places a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"And THIS time... We're doing it TOGETHER!"

The two boys looked at each other before Akira chuckled and smiled at izuku. "You're crazy dude." Izuku nodded as he looked let go of his grip. Before chuckling himself.

"I sounded cool didn't i?"

Both the boys were laughing now as All might stood outside the door and smiled.

"Those two and the rest of em... will make mighty heroes."

"So not only did you go against my orders and lose the project that ujiko worked so very hard to create... You lose the only thing i told you not to lose?"

Tomura looked at the ground as beads of sweat hit the cold floor as the man in the suit sat on his chair before slightly sitting up.

"Is this the very thanks i get for taking YOU in? When nobody wanted to help you? when you were wandering the streets like a helpless little puppy?"

Tomura winced as he felt the pressure of the room crushing him. Tomura tried to make up an explanation or an excuse or something to get him out of this situation.

"N-No... i-i just thought you'd be happy if i got rid of that Santo for yo-"

Tomura gritted his teeth as the man stepped on his hand.

The sound of bone crushing echoed throughout the room as tomura was immediately silenced. The man looked down upon his "successor" before speaking once again:

"I told you that those people are mine to kill. I want to be the one to put an end to that pesky, bothersome and horrid bloodline."

The man leaned down towards tomura, effectively letting his hand go as tomura winced from the pain.

"That decision is not your's to make."

Those words were what completely silenced every sound in the room as tomura continued to not look at his master.

"Tomura... look at me."

Tomura didn't dare look.

didn't dare to even blink

"Tomura..." even more hostility was present in the man's voice as tomura was sweating as if the young man was the hottest desert in the world.

The man roughly grabbed tomura by his face and lifted the young man up in the air as tomura let out a surprised and scared cry.

"LOOK AT ME!"

Tomura felt like he was going to throw up. He would have if the man's hand was blocking his mouth. If he could, tomura would have gouged his eyes out to avoid looking at his master any longer.

This man had a talent for talking and looking like a normal yet charismatic man only to turn into a being of pure evil and malice.

"Thanks to your foolish recklessness, those madmen are yet aware of my presence when I'm trying to avoid any further conflict with them!"

The man threw tomura across the room as tomura let out a groan of pain.

"I thought you'd be the one to uphold my legacy. Take my name. Take my title. Perhaps i have been mistaken."

Tomura picked himself up as he looked at his master who sat back down and tilted his head.

"You're still that helpless little puppy wandering the street."

Tomura winced as he diverted his gaze and wiped away the fluids from his eyes.

"You're dismissed."

Tomura pathetically nodded as he stumbled towards the exit of the room.

"You're on strike one tomura... Two more and you're replacement will be cleaning your remains with mop."

Tomura let out groan as the man heard the door open and close as he found himself alone.

The man felt himself getting angry once more as he remembered the santo that put him in here in the first place.

"Rumiko... It's your fault that I'm in this situation to begin with..." The man hissed through gritted teeth as he gripped the edges of his chair handles.

"I will never forgive you for what you did. For what you took from me." The man stood up and walked towards a wall.

"Now your descendants will pay the price for what you did and soon enough the world will recognize me as their ruler."

The man placed a hand on the wall before destroying it with an air cannon.

Leaving a giant sized hole where the wall was supposed to be.

"For i, All for one, Will take my brother's power back and ruin and rule over everyone."

All for one looked at his left hand before smirking.

"Just like in the comics, little brother."

"What were you thinking!?"

"i could always count on you for a warm welcome."

Akira mumbled as he looked at iida who had been scolding for the past two minutes. Apparently word got word that the now infamous class 1-A had gotten in a scuffle with a gang of villains and now were the talk of the school.

Which was cool and all but like Fujimoto always said; "Too much attention is bad attention"

"Hey hang on, ida! if Akira didn't stall for time who knows what could have happened to aizawa or thirteen!"

"That doesn't exactly justify it, midoriya!" Ida exclaimed as the entire watched the scene unfold. Akira quickly noted that bakugo wasn't looking.

But knowing him... he probably was listening.

Now everyone in the class was closing in on him as izuku was trying to look over everyone's shoulders.

"Look i'm surprised that i'm still here. Thought i'd be expelled or something."

"You were going to get expelled."

Aizawa said as he wobbeled into the class with bandages covering the left side of his face and his left arm in a sling.

It appeared that Akira's healing spell did work even if it didn't fully heal the teacher.

"I was?" Akira muttered as the majority of his classmates zipped back towards their assigned desks as aizawa nodded.

"Yeah but your, lack for a better term, sociopath of a father convinced nedzu not to expell you. despite it being illogical."

"Oh." Akira muttered as he slightly backed up and sat on his seat and it felt wrong. "Good to know you're alright though" Akira mumbled awkwardly as aizawa wobbled to the front of the class.

"Now listen up! Your battles aren't over just yet!" Aizawa exclaimed as the classroom felt nervous as Izuku, Akira and bakugo seemed to be on edge.

"The sports festival is coming up!"

Oh Thank God...

"This... shigaraki he can destroy objects with a touch from his hand. The only odd thing is that we can't find anyone on registration And we did check all the way from 1977 to the current era"

Tsukauchi explained as he looked at the file he held in his hand. Sighing. The policeman shook his head and looked up at UA staff Infront of him.

"Nothing. Not even an trace of this man nor his "warpgate" accomplice. There's absolutely nothing."

"So We know nothing about this vermin? We have to act fast before that leader of varmints lick his wounds and come back." Snipe suggested as all might was lost in thought.

"Perhaps we need to ask Santo."

"Which one?"

"The older one."

Almost everyone in the room let out a exasperated groan as mic rubbed his eyes.

"Look no offense or anything... but that guy is a total ass. I mean he shows no care for any of us here!"

"Mic."

"Like talk about favorites! He only shows respect towards All might over here and his kid!"

"Mic!"

"And it sucks because before his wife die-" Before mic could finish his complaints, he felt a firm grip on his shoulder causing him to stop and nervously looked up.

Now mic himself was tall but in that moment, he felt small as the older Santo's gaze pierced his very soul.

"I find your lack of trust in me disturbing, yamada."

"Ah! Fujimoto! You're here!" All might quickly stood up and went towards the man who still had his grip on the leather wearing hero.

"Is there a reason why he's here?" Tsukauchi mumbled as he watched the scene Infront of him. Fujimoto let go of his grip but still looked at mic who looked more white than a ghost.

"I felt someone was talking about me so i came to see if it was positive." Fujimoto leaned down towards mic who was sweating bullets.

"It wasn't."

"Heh... i-i was just joking..."

"Hmph."

All might, who was trying to break the rising tension, began to walk over to his lifelong friend and put an arm around him.

"Say there must've been more than that."

"...we might need the room for ourselves"

Midnight raised an eyebrow as she looked at the two older men. "Huh? If it's something important that relates to our current situation, then we must know as well." Now, midnight had a great point... only if it wasn't for the fact fujimoto inhaled, closed his eyes and looked up.

"W-What the hell is he doing?" Vlad King asked as he looked at the bizarre act the older Santo was doing before he exhaled and looked at the blood manipulative teacher.

"Sorta a new thing i came up Incase one of you made me mad or annoyed."

"You serious?"

"Oh god she's talkative today is she?"

Nedzu immediately ordered everyone out of the room as some of the staff gave fujimoto dirty looks and one of them saying something above the lines of: "This is why i prefer his son better."

That one might've came from midnight.

After the door closed, the two men looked at each other before all might eyed fujimoto up and down before humming.

"You alright? You look thinner than usual."

"That doesn't matter right now. What matters is the fact that... you know who is still breathing."

All might nodded as he took on a serious tone before fujimoto continued. "What he did was the equivalent of declaring war on us. So... I'm wondering."

Fujimoto clasped his hand on all Might's shoulder and looked at the used to be holder of one for all.

"How's my son and midoriya doing?"

"What do you mean you're doing this for the money?"

Akira asked genuinely shocked by uraraka's legitimate reason on being a hero. Uraraka rubbed her head as she thought of a way to explain herself further.

"Now santo, you must let her explain before you jump into any wrongly accusations." Ida scolded for the second time that day as izuku was just... baffled.

He wasn't the type to judge but in all honesty... he was just baffled.

"I mean... there shouldn't be anything wrong about wanting a more comfortable lifestyle!" Ida exclaimed as ochako nodded as she explained her and her parents financial situation as Izuku completely understood.

Akira however...

Akira had lived a life of riches so he couldn't exactly understand ochako completely.

But understood enough that ochako was a grave and courageous girl.

"You know... I can ask dad to hire your dad to fix a couple of things back at the founda-" Before akira could finish his offer, All might appeared out of nowhere and stole izuku for lunch together.

Just izuku.

Akira was now stuck with ida and uraraka as the now trio walked towards the cafeteria.

"Say santo? Have any reason why All might wanted to talk to deku?"

"No idea. Perhaps he's taking a liking to him"

Out of the corner of his eye, Akira could swear he say todoroki looking at him specifically.

"I wouldn't be too surprised! They both have similar types of super strength! Ida joked as Akira just stared at todoroki before looking back at Ida.

"Yeah... guess so.."