"Eri," The dam that had held back everything that was One for All began to open, a torrent of power flooded his body, growing strong within him the more those floodgates opened. But it also brought pain, even after all this time he could barely use 100% of One for All just standing still. But Eri, made that pain vanish as quickly as it came. "Will you lend me your power?"

He didn't have time for her answer, the villain Overhaul was attacking, earthen spikes came from the ground and buildings heading straight for him. He slipped through them with ease, even keeping in mind Eri who was holding on to his back for dear life. With all his might - and then some - he kicked up at the monstrous villain. His leg broke, muscles tore, foot shattered all to be repaired instantly by Eri's amazing quirk.

It was getting stronger. She didn't know how to control it, he needed to finish this quick. "Hang on Eri."

She sounded scared, gripping onto him with whatever strength she could muster. Her foot was stuck on the gas pedal, trying to help him with everything she had in her. For her sake, he needed to end this quick.

He shot towards Overhaul, looking for that opening, it was barely a second, the time between injury and recovery. He just needed to get in one good shot during that small window.

There was a snap. Debre hung in the air like a chandelier made of trash, even the lighting that unrefined power of One for All that leaked out from his stopped, bright, tangible, unmoving. The wind didn't rush around him, he didn't move forward, and his foe didn't fall. The only thing that moved was his mind.

And Eri.

Her hands gripped at his costume, face pressed into his shoulder. She was whimpering. Crying.

Everything began to move again, except for him. Overhaul rose and fell, deformed, reformed, buildings repaired themselves, the day turned to night, then day again, and again and again, and all the while his body was frozen unable to move. The sun was setting in reverse. Summer came, then Spring, Winter, and fall again. It grew faster, and faster, seasons and years blurring all around him.

He needed to make her stop. He had to. This was too much. With all of his strength, his jaw broke against whatever force had him stopped. Just enough for him to speak. If barely.

"Eri."

She gasped. And the world became still once again, and he was moving again.

Just in time to crash into the concrete building with enough force to crack it and his nose.

What just happened? Where was he?

Eri screamed, and he felt her grip slip. He turned to catch her pulling her in and launching off the wall using full cowl to descend at a nice safe pace; right between a dumpster and a trash can. They were in an alleyway next to a street that hummed with activity. "Are you okay, Eri? just hold on alright. I'll figure this out. Everything will be alright."

Eri nodded her eyes were soaked with tears and her breathing was irregular. She was shaking he needed to get her somewhere safe soon. When he touched her shoulder she gasped and gave a whimper. "It'll be okay, he won't hurt you anymore."

His phone had no signal, that was strange and concerning, it was on the hero network so unless that went down he should have at least some kind of signal inside any city. This was bad, where were they?

"Hey!" A voice came from the street, he saw a girl with long back hair dressed in a school uniform pointing at him. Then she was charging at him. "Stay away from that little girl you villain!"

She flipped twice in the short distance between them gathering more momentum as her ponytail chased after her like a comet's tail. There was something familiar about her - She came to a stop inches away from him, all of that momentum being transferred into her fist - and there was something familiar about that punch. He could barely get Full cowl up in time to block the punch. She hit like a truck.

"It's not like that! I'm trying to-!" His feet slid against the slick ground and heard Eri gasp.

She didn't give him the chance to explain, her first attack was followed by a second and a third, each one as devastating as the last. What kind of quirk did she have that let her do this? He recognized her uniform by the second blow that barely grazed his chin. It was a U.A. uniform, he would have known if there was another super-powered quirk in U.A.

"Like Hell, I'm going to listen to some villain making a poor little girl cry!" She roared into her fourth punch. Sparks of power flew around her fist spreading outward around her body. It was so much like One for All. But that couldn't be.

He caught her punch, the shockwave spreading throughout his body, making his teeth rattle. Twenty percent was barely enough to catch her punch. For a moment she looked at where their hands met, her eyes wide. Then came the shockwave. It blasted both of them apart and sent the trash flying into the air.

Eri's scream tore through the noise. Crap! He couldn't save her! He had to keep his promise!

"Eri!" He called, getting ready to leap past this crazy girl and towards Eri. The bin he had set her next to had toppled over. But she wasn't anywhere to be seen. Where was she?

"Would you two knock it off." A stern voice stopped him in his track. A tall man with white hair and a harsh face landed behind them, a still crying Eri safely in his hand as he carried a book bag over his shoulder. He was wearing a U.A. uniform as well.

"Sora!" The woman cheered, in a fighting pose once more. "How is someone so fast always so late? Now come on and help me beat this villain."

Sora? That name sounded so familiar but it was also a short simple name.. He was a U.A. student, wasn't he? Maybe he was an upperclassman. But ever since he met Mirio and the Big Three he tried to get to know them better. But that wasn't a quirk he recognized.

"I'm not a villain, I'm trying to protect Eri." Wait, shouldn't most of the U.A. students be doing their work-study right now? What were these two doing wearing their uniform? Maybe they were imposters trying to get into to U.A. No, that was just being paranoid.

"Ha! Like I'll buy-" The girl began,

But was silenced by Sora's book back slamming into her head. His face was twisted into a wicked scowl. "Dumbass. Why don't you think before you act, you almost hurt this little girl!"

With that, he sat Eri down onto the ground.

"Izuku!" She cried running over towards him and holding onto his leg for dear life.

"It's okay Eri, I got you now." He patted the girl in the back trying his hardest to maintain a smile that would make her feel safe, even as his heart was still pounding and his limits still shook from the force of the black haired girl's punches. She was strong. "Um, are you U.A. Students?"

The tall man did not appear amused by that and made a disgusted sound. "Reluctantly, can't believe I have to go through all this just to use my quirk. Anyways, sorry that this idiot caused you so much trouble. Her sense of justice has a hair trigger." With a grunt, he picked up the girl. "I'm Sorahiko, and this troublemaker is Nana Shimura."

Wait. Nana Shimura? No, it couldn't be. It had to be coincidence, there was no way that this was the seventh holder of One for All. And then Sorahiko, wasn't that Gran Torino's name? It had to just be a coincidence.

But then she smiled giving him a V for victory. He felt like he had seen her before. "Sorry about that, it's a good thing you're pretty tough. What's your quirk?"

It was impossible. But at the same time. He held Eri just a bit closer. She could rewind people, but what if it was more than that. It seemed so out there, but he couldn't shake the feeling in his gut. And there was one question that he could ask. "I'm Izuku Midoriya, and umm, do you guys know who All Might is?"

Nana snorted. "What? No, is that your Hero name or something? Hey wait? How'd you get your license before us? I thought anybody our age had to go through U.A. to get it." she gasped, smiling behind her hands. "Unless you're a vigilante like Sora."

Sora gave another grunt clicking his teeth together and pinching Nana's cheek. "It's not vigilante if I get caught because my friend has a big mouth."

"Oww, hey, I'm sorry, but he's like our age and stuff and if there was a shortcut I wanna take it too." She whined, dangling by her cheek like a fish out of water.

"So you don't know who All Might is?" He asked, his mouth going dry, the world began to spin and he could barely keep himself standing. Nana Shimura, Sorahiko. He didn't want it to be true. It couldn't be. That wasn't something that should happen. Was this what Nighteye saw? His death?

"No, should we?" Sora asked, finally letting go of Nana's cheek. "Well whatever, sorry for bothering you again, keep up the good work or whatever. Unlike this one." He nudged Nana with his elbow, "I'd rather not be late for the first day of class."

"Oh! Right! We're so going to be late! Sorry, Izuku! Bye Eri!" She leaned down to the little girl and made a smile on her face. "Be sure to smile a lot okay! It's important."

The pair turned to leave. And Izuku was certain now. It had to be them. And even if it wasn't them, it wouldn't hurt to check. Besides, Nana's quirk felt too familiar to be anything else.

His eyes fell to a newspaper, declaring the first official Hero Academy being opened to students this week; U.A. opened over sixty years ago.

"Wait," He took a step forward, keeping Eri close by. "My quirk. It's called One for All, and I need to defeat All for One."

Both of them stopped dead in their tracks, only the traffic of the street beyond them and the beating of his own heart gave him any indication that time hadn't frozen again. The pain in his arm, the twisting of his stomach and his hand on Eri's back reminded him that this was real. All too real.

Nana turned to him first, her smile was gone and her face was even more dangerous than when she first attacked him. "How do you know those names?"

Followed by Sora, his face was unreadable, eyes closed and nothing but a few short popped his neck and snapped his wrists. He was getting ready to fight. That was something he'd rather avoid.

"This is going to seem hard to believe." He didn't believe it himself. He didn't want to believe it. But the proof was there. "But, I'm the ninth holder of One for All, and you're the Seventh, right?"

"Wait, wait, wait." Sora took a bold step forward, his eyes sharp and filled with distrust. "You expect us to believe, that you're from the future? Or some shit like that? Like hell, I'm going to believe that you damn twerp."

"Wait, Sora." Nana stopped him with the back of her hand. A giant smile growing on her face. "He's being honest. I didn't see it before because of the girl's fear, but I can now. He's got one hell of a spark."

AN: I didn't want to write any of my current projects so I started a new one.

Anyways, this is going to be a bit of a project. (It was actually hinted at in No Laughing Matter). With this I'm actually going to attempt to do a bit more action and adventure than I normally do. There's going to be a lot of OCs as well given the time frame. But there should still be plenty of romance.