Disclaimer! I do not own My Hero Academia or any of its Characters!

Once upon a time, there lived a group of creatures, with adults that protected their territory and the children whose smiles lighted up their dark and dangerous world.

They lived through strife, ruin, and fear, but they survived. They survived and thrived. But it wouldn't last.

On that fateful day, a man - no, a monster in human's clothing - approached the clan.

It wasn't like it was unexpected, no, for there had been rumours and whispers about a human with an ability, one of the new generations, going around hunting the unknown. The adults, the protectors, were arrogant and prideful, filled with the belief that nothing could touch them. After all, they were the first-born, the blood kin, the nightwalkers.

With honey-coated words and empty promises, the monster led the clan like pigs to slaughter. What was originally a clan of 113 adults and 666 children had become 3 adults and 2 children. The nightwalkers of the land of the rising sun were demolished.

What was left were a healer, two Draculas, and two younglings.

Leaders, the Draculas were, powerhouses and vicious. And oh so very angry. Their fury burned like magma and coursed like a waterfall, hatred and rage resonating as one.

Izuku glared at the only being left who could match him in terms of power. Revenge would be oh-so-very sweet, and it would be his.

All-for-One would pay tenfold for his crimes, and nothing will stop them.

Stay, the other reasoned, you are young and powerful, they continued, but the clan must come first. I hate him as much as you do, but we must first raise the young ones to become strong and healthy, then we can hunt.

And so he stayed.

(60 years later, he would give up his leadership, his political power and sway, for a mission: Kill All-for-One.)

"What the -?!"

"Huh...?"

"Who's that skeleton?"

"Dracula? What does that even mean?"

"Oh, fuck, he did not just..."

"Kekekeke... oh dear~"

"Tsk, how troublesome," Izuku grumbled, eyes still trained onto All-for-One.

Toshinori spluttered, blood spilling out, eye sunken and quivering slightly from the sudden exposure via media.

"Those hollow cheeks, those sunken eyes! A pitiful excuse for a top hero, if I've ever seen one," All-for-One cackled, "But don't be ashamed, that's your true form after all, isn't it?"

Toshinori glared at his mortal enemy, making sure to keep an eye on Izuku. While the vampire had seemed a bit calmer, there was no way to predict when he'd go on a rampage again, and it'd be disastrous on nationwide television too.

"You too, Dracula! Look at you, nothing more than a vicious animal that should've been put down eons ago," the man continued, "And I had thought that I had finished the job a century back, but I suppose not. I'll kill you, then I'll finish off the rest of your so-called clan!"

Hearing an animalistic growl from behind him, Toshinori was quick to rebut, "My spirit remains... I am the symbol of peace! And there is nothing you can do to take even a fragment of that away from me!"

"Magnificient! In that case, I hope this doesn't hinder that spirit of yours... I've got something to tell you," the madman brightly exclaimed, raising a finger, "Shigaraki Tomura is Shimura Nana's grandchild."

What.

"No... you're lying," Toshinori weakly denied.

"Haaaa, where's that smile now, All Might?"

"You... you scum!"

While being ignored was convenient, it wasn't quite what Izuku had wanted. A fight to the death, yes, but taunting Toshinori until Izuku was manipulated too? Not so much.

Thankfully, the civilians and other pro-heroes had managed to remind Toshinori that they were in the middle of a goddamn battlefield and not a therapist's office, god-fucking-dammit.

(Though he had to admit, seeing koneko-chan again so big and strong stirred a couple of happy and proud emotions in him.)

"Everyone... everyone is wishing for your victory, Toshinori," Izuku grinned, a grin too wide, too filled with sharp, bloody teeth to be comfortable, glancing at the symbol of peace, before springing into action. After all, he didn't just (accidentally) expose the supernatural just for his prey to get away.

Ducking a bulked up arm, dark matter shaped as drills and tentacles extending outward from him, each one poised to kill. Out of the corner of his eye, Izuku watched as Toshinori began to fight alongside him.

Flick. Stab. Strike. T̶̤̀͒̚h̷̜͙͈̉̕ȉ̸̷̡͕͎̏̅͢͝s̸̲̖̻̔͝ ̴̳͛̍̈̈́m̴̙̦̙̑̏̓̚ḁ̷̮̑̎n̶͚̗̟̆́͠͠ ̷̼̮͚̽w̶̻͌̏̃́í̵̮͓́͑l̶̴̘͍̫̲̆́̽̔͘͜͢ḽ̶̡̮̍̒̈́ ̸͈͛̒n̵̤̤̬̒̐̌́o̷̩͚͌͊͊t̶̵̛̝̘͕̖̘̆̆̚͢͝ ̶͓̭̪̉̉̓ͅǵ̸̼͇̰͒é̷͚̞̜͐͝ṫ̸̶̛̟̥̪̺̗̅̃̾͢ ̴̱̼̭̈́̉͝ͅa̷̳͔̬̦͆̉́̾w̵̨̧͚̞̍͆͠ą̸̶͍̼͌͆͢ŷ̴̙͌ ̴̢̭̒̆̎ä̸̝̞͖͉́̽ǵ̸͇̖̞̓à̴̜͈̩͌̒i̷̳͎̅͒n̴̼̟̺̽͆͝͝,̵̡̦̉ ̴̭̯͋f̷̭̼̫̄͐̃o̴̢̦̘͌͘r̵̻͈͐̈́̕ ̷̨̠͋̃t̵̛̯̩̐͑ō̴̷̸̘̱̺̖͉͖̖̻̼͔̈́͂̉́͒̐́̚͢͢d̵̮̊̓͝â̴͚̟̯̖͊̑͂ŷ̸̸̼̬̣̟͋͑̄͢ ̵͎̆w̸̩͈͎̏̈́̈ọ̸̷̮͖̮̲͓͂̉́̒̄̚͢͝ų̸̫͒͌͠ĺ̸̤͊d̵͔͕͔̈ ̵͎̟̰̯̅b̴̳̦͈̈́̅̒͝ḛ̵͊̂͌ ̷̧̩̹̀̄̋h̸̲͎̓̃̈́̓ḭ̵̖̘͊s̷̛͓̝͗̐́ ̷̣̦͖͂l̵͈̇͑͌͝ä̸̬́͋̀͝s̵̡̛͍͙̱t̵͕͉͔̻̍̅.̶̺̻͑

"Haa, you stupid nightwalker," All-for-One sneered, "What makes you think that I can't kill you? I've already killed off your kin once!"

"B̶͙̙́͆͒e̸̪̾ͅċ̸͋͋̄͝ͅa̴̻͗̾u̷͔͚̮͔͖̅̅s̴̨̢̭̝̈ͅé̵̛͔͇̝͒̌ ̵̡̟̀̒̏y̷̰̣̏̏̆̏̐́o̸͙̟͓̺̯̲͗̀̾̂͋́ũ̵͙̜̞̀̑̅̑͝ ̴̪̣̏̿̈̌ĉ̸͎̹̙̘̂͌͗̌͜͝ȍ̴͕̮͙̥́̂͠u̶͇̪̣̲͕̹̐͛̍ḻ̷̨̨̡̱̜͌͑ḑ̸̢̼̮̺̲̎̋̆ ̸͖͍͍͎̰̅̊n̸̬̠̻̯̅͐̀̕o̸̧̓͒̐̑̚t̴̫̩̘̳̔ ̴͉͇́̌̒̚k̴͎̤͙͍̭̻̓i̴̙͋l̴̜͍̥͆͂l̴̯̱̉̎ ̶̞̬̈́̉͑̆m̸̼͔̜̺̳͂͜e̶̥̺̦̻̖̚͝,̷̫̓ ̶̙͍̭̹͔̎͜y̶̤̍̂̑̊͗o̴̟͕̳̠̒̎̕ͅṳ̷̘͈̽͊̄́̋͜ ̸̭͌̓a̵͓̘̩̜͌̈̓̇r̸̨̧̨̨͉͇͐̎r̷̺̞͓͇͂͛̒͛̃͝ǫ̴̢̛̥̗̼̂̈g̵̪͎̲̹̉͝a̶̭̠̼͇͖̐́͜n̸̦͕̳͔̅t̸͓͆͆̅͜ ̸̯̜̖̼̈́̿͘̕ͅs̵̤͌͐̔̆h̵̙͐͊ͅȉ̷͈͐t̵̫̩̟͒͋,̸̨̧̓̿ ̵̣̗̱̦̮̓͗͂ŷ̵̡̯̞̣̺̇̒̓͠o̴̻͇̾́͛̽͂́u̸͙̬̰̠̹̒̎̑̑ ̸͖̟̟͉͎̦̐h̵̡̬͌̋̆͜͠ú̸͓́́̇m̸͉̳̟̫̾̕á̶͚̹̝̠͆̏̽n̴͍͙͓͔̮̍̐̈́ ̶̝̰̯̪͚̺̀̇̌̾s̶̩̺͚͐̆̋̂͘c̴̛̛̲̉̈u̴̝̮̟͉͔͠ṁ̴̲̲̑̒͝ͅ!̵̧̡͉͔̱̜͘ ̵̳͊́͌̉̉̈́Y̶̪͍̼̭̱͒̅̀̐͋o̵̧̻͆̈̄u̶̱͌͋ ̶̦̥̭̺͉̲̓̑̽̈́͝t̵̲̯͔̘̔ŕ̸̻͍̈́̔̄ī̶͉͓̮̋͆ē̴̟͖d̶͔̺̾̌̂͌ ̶̙̇̂o̸̤̘͖͒̐n̵̜̼͙̰͕̿͋c̷̪͍̦̣͇̥͐̍̓ḛ̶͔̝͊,̸̢̬́ ̶͓͎͕̠̈́a̶̰͓͓̾̋͆̔n̸̩̖͇͍̠̥̆̈́̈́d̵̡͖̼́͆̆̊̀ ̶̱̬̒̌̐͘͝͝y̴̙̮̓̑͝͠ȏ̸͙̩̝̭̄̈́͑̍͠u̵̬͖͙͇̪̎̃̀ ̴̱͒͠f̶̹̓͒ą̴̮͎̟̈́ị̵͔̮̾̀͆̌l̵̬͕̻̐̀̀͠e̵̙̞͖̣̓d̴͔͈͈̺̪͒̍̆,̷͍͚͇̽̅ ̸̨͓̗̒͌̿̽à̵̯̲͕̻̗͈n̶̢̝̟͔̬̜̐d̵͉̗̚ ̵̧͙̯̤̦̌̅̐̉͝y̶̘̖̲͊̅̒̐͂o̷̲̗͌͝û̶̫̪̘͎͌̇́̈́̆ͅ ̸̮͕̼͒̃ẃ̷̳̤̳͔̈́̋ͅͅi̶̝͈̪̒͜͜l̸̤̤̩̱͙̆̒̊͊l̴̨̪̘̜̉̍̋ ̷̡͉̪̍̕f̵̛͍̩̦͎̜̯͛͌͗̒ã̶̛̘̑͂ȉ̶̛̜̝͆͐̐̕l̴̪̠̰͒́͗̋͂̌ ̸̑̔͂̊ͅa̸̡̛̛̜̼̔̄g̸̡͗͝ͅȁ̷̰͉͑̒͗̇į̷̗̗̝̬͂n̵̘͙̙̻̹͉̈́̒ ̶̱͙͎͍̇̐͑͜b̵̪̮̬̹̫̒̈́͝e̸͙̗̻͓̥̓̋̈́̓̓ͅc̸̨̜̠̎̉ã̴̧̱͇̭͖̳ṷ̸̮̆̋͊̚s̴̳̩͔̤̰̊͒̆̾ę̷̬̻͂͜ ̵̩̠̪̣̃̿͂ͅy̸̦̋̄̊̽o̸͍̗̺͔͂̎ŭ̷̗͇̇̌̅̇̚ ̶͂̒̾̌͝ͅẅ̴̢͔͙̱͙́͆į̶̱̱̘̦͕͗̊l̷̡͉̪̰̂͜l̴̘̘̱͑̏̈́ ̵͍̪͉̬̯͌̈́͝ḓ̴͖̻͈̍̐̂͑̕͠ͅi̵̲͕͇̥̘͑̚ͅȇ̸̮̘̕ ̴̧̢̹̫̥̎̃h̸̩̫͙̲̍̔̈́̏͌̌e̷̟̺̩͋̈́̽͑̚͜r̴̨̺̰̐́́̄é̵̟̌̒ ̸̡̮͓̎̏̿̉a̸̯̜͓̟̓ͅn̷̘̙̖̥̼̔d̵̗̠͂ͅ ̶̡̨͚͙̭͛a̵̢͖̫̖͑͘t̴̨̧̘̮͔̞̓̉̆̅ ̶̟̟͇̰̥́̀m̸̼̋͋̎̏ÿ̴̛̖̗̱͕͖͓́ ̴̙͙͌ẖ̵̭̣̔̽͠á̵̼̜͓̈́n̴̦̖͉̦̥̈́̏̂͛͘d̶͍̳̬̮̬̆̚s̴̫̘̗͖̋͛̿̚͜͝!̷̛̭͖̻͙̾̋̾̿̾"

"Huh? Can't even talk, can you, after all, you bunch are nothing but mindless beasts!"

Izuku ignored the jab in favor of lunging forward with sharp claws and dark matter ready to rip apart the fucker who had taken away everything.

Exchanging blow after blow had some obvious effects on the human. Exhaustion was starting to show, and All-for-One was beginning to slow down, his strikes not quite as strong, but he wasn't the only human who was slowing down.

Toshinori was also slowing.

The embers of One-for-All were fading.

One felt the embers begin to leave, the other felt it strengthen.

But... until I'm done bringing him up... I will not die!

.

.

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Ah...

This is farewell, All-for-One.

This is farewell, One-for-All.

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"UNITED STATES OF SMASH!"

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"D̷̢͓̬̙̗̞͚͊͒͗͑Ì̷̧̡̖̫̬̥͇̬̭̒̐̃͛͒Ĭ̶̺̞͈̟I̶̦̣̝̘̋Ë̸̦͓̠̗͈̼̭́͂Ė̸̮͎̩͓͚̺̹̟̇̔̽̋̈́̿Ȇ̵͙̗̮̫̂,̷̡͎̥̆̂̿ ̶̨̣̝͉͇̑͛̏̀̂͐̀̕F̶̩̜͎̙̀̈́̎͌͝͝͠͝L̶̼̄͛̈͝͝E̸̢̯̲̟̺͎̣̲͊̓Ś̶͙̜̫̬̈̚H̵͔̞̽̌̒̌͜B̷̨͎̖̺͕͔̹͕̬̀̋̋͝Ä̴̜̳͇̥̘̥̰̮̾̑̍͘̕Ģ̶͔̺͉͈̥̿̿̑͛́̎͒͠!̵̢̻̜̯͇́́͋̈́̔͘̕!̷̢̬̳̠̏̑̐̀̒̈́̉!̷͔̪͉͉͙̺̺̋̌̕"

.

And then there was nothing.

As the smoke cleared, a fist was raised, a head was bowed.

"All Might...!"

A longtime promise was fulfilled, a grudge was satisfied.

To the left of Toshinori was a cameraman, a reporter, and Izuku.

Pointing, he took a deep breathe in.

"You're Next!"

Who'd he meant it for, no one would ever know, besides the former symbol of peace himself, but if Izuku was silently smirking to himself and Toshinori, well, no one had to know.

My time has come to an end. Now it is time for you to make a decision.

"Kekeke, Izuku, m'dear, you know I love you, right?"

"...Fuck off."

"The world has been thrown into chaos because of your burning desire for revenge, m'dear, and that's what you have to say?"

"Well? Are you going to excommunicate me? Declare me a traitor? Execute me? Hurry up, I don't have all day."

"As impatient as ever~ Y'know, I heard some interesting things. Something about attachments toward humans and a halfling?"

"Who the fuck has been spreading rumors?!"

"Maa, maa, it'd be a shame, wouldn't it be? Now that you somehow have this... 'quirk' thing, and a soft spot for these cute, squishy humans... ah, what to do, what to do?"

"..."

"And you've caused so much chaos just because you don't give any fucks about anything most days..."

"... Fuck you. I know what you're doing and it's fucking working."

"Great! Kekeke... that means you agree to become the next symbol of peace to avoid being labeled a traitor, m'dear?"

"Go fucking die, Alucard!"

"... Soooo, is that The One?"

"..."

"Awww, lil Izu's fallen in loooove~"

"Fuck you too, you damn pedo."

"Ha! Just because you look 12 doesn't make it legal either, shrimp."