Hi, it's Mort, waltzing into yet another fandom because I can. I have some kind of fixation about throwing another race/power/oddity into the series where it original exists. So, as when in Just (out of) Ordinary we have magic, here will be monsters. So it's an AU. A lot. It's also corespondent to J(oo)O; may eventually crossover a bit becasue magic happens.

Enjoy; this is an All Might (Toshinori) x OC story.

The day was sunny; air was dry, and hot, and stiff. Unbearably so. It was hard to breathe, almost painful with how each breath dried the throat and nose. In such awful weather, all the senses were dulled; taste and smell wouldn't work, because tongue and nose were to dry, eyes couldn't see well in bright, blinding light, and with constant ringing in ears it was hard to hear anything. The worst of all, though, was, of course heat. It felt as if there was waterfall on heated skin, damping clothes, squeezing the remaining water out of body.

It was, truly, and awful, awful weather today. Sun was shining, air was stiff, birds hid under the trees and streets were absolutely desolate because of it. It was simply too hot. There was no one in the city who would be masochist enough to go on a walk in a weather like that; not by their own free will.

There were, though, people who had work to do. And in some cases, this work required a lot of moving; something not welcome when temperature is enough to dehydrate the body.

Karen watched amused, as the battle underneath her kept her entertained. She was wandering the town completely and utterly bored, dressed in just white sweatshirt, violet shorts and white flip-flops, armed with creamy-colored umbrella and nearly instinctively cooling the temperature around her. She didn't exactly stumble upon the fight by accident, no. Enhanced senses had their pros, working even in such hellish atmosphere, and since she was bored, she just followed sounds of the fight. And was very amused by her finding.

For there was that unmistakable, blonde-haired, very muscled guy with hair going up and resembling rabbit ears, and even she knew who he was; All Might, hero of heroes. In Japan at least. But he was apparently having a problem with a crocodile-like creature, with thick skin, sharp claws and powerful tail. It was obvious that All Might had the 'luck' of running into few fights one after another, without as much as break; and now, standing before crocodile-morpher, his body was too fatigued, wounds flown with sweat too painful in the sun, and the Symbol of Peace was failing. There was nobody around; nobody except Karen.

Woman sighed heavily, brushing her hand through her black, wavy hair. She had promised herself that she won't interfere into whatever humans were doing, but everything about this guy screamed for help and she was nearly giving in.

No matter how strong, there's only as much as a human can do. And All Might didn't even appear to be very healthy to begin with.

Crocodile monster was about to bite his leg off, something he couldn't avoid anymore as his body refused to work, but suddenly it stopped. Creamy-colored umbrella, now damped in red blood, pierced creature through its neck ripping one of creature's main veins. It gurgled, and trashed, but it eventually went stiff in growing pool of its own blood.

"It's a nice day, Mr. All Might, isn't it?" Karen smiled with her lips tightly shut, not even bothering to retrieve her umbrella.

All Might's legs finally gave up, as he fell down to his knees, particularly ugly cut on outer side of his thigh opening itself more. His signature smile was gone, replaced by pure fatigue, but it was hard to blame him. He apparently just had a bad… 'eventful', let's call it, day.

"Who are you?" he asked, and Karen watched slightly surprised as his form suddenly began to shrink, and soon what she had faced was very skinny, very sickly and very tired man with a wild hairstyle.

"I'm Karen. Miyamoto Karen. Nice to meet you" Karen answered politely, fishing a untouched water bottle out of her purse, and handing it out to the man. "Here, you look like you need it."

Man eyed her suspiciously for a while, but it would appear that thirst was stronger than distrust, so shortly after he was gulping the water down, emptying the bottle in one go.

"How did you get here?" he asked, throwing an empty bottle into the dumpster.

"Via rooftops, duh" Karen shrugged. "What's your name? You know mine."

"…Toshinori."

"Well, Toshi, you know that pushing too far is not a good way to go?" Karen asked, and man just huffed, turning his head around.

"Villains need to be stopped, people must be saved. As many as I can."

"Even if you could die in process?" Karen questioned further, cocking her head like an interested dog.

"I'm a hero. I've condemned my life to others" Toshinori answered seriously. Karen smiled widely, showing off her pearly-white teeth that included mainly fangs, and the man shivered at the sight.

"I like you. You're not like most of the humans. You're not corrupted. I thought that people like you are long since gone" Karen mused, standing up. "You're interesting fellow, you know. How about we do something about that wounds, I treat you for a dinner and then you'll go back to heroing around?"

"Are you always so open towards strangers?" Toshinori huffed, standing up shakily.

"Sometimes. That's the only way to make friends I know of anyway."

"And you want to be friends with All Might, huh? No wonder" man huffed.

"Who cares about All Might" Karen snorted. "I want to be friends with Toshi."

Toshinori sighed, resigned. This woman was weird; very weird. She gave out some sort of unsettling vibe, but he couldn't place the feeling. Like she was something exceptionally dangerous, but her friendly aura dimmed the sensation nearly completely.

If he only knew what he got himself into.

(Not that he minded, later on.)