Ever since he was born, Izuku Midoriya was different. Emerald eyes and hair which are both rare, adorned his head. He seemed to radiate a soft green hue that no one could discern... No one that is, except Hisashi Midoriya...

His son had something, and something powerful. He just did not know what yet.

Izuku Age 4

Izuku and Inko sat in the doctor's office in wait. After a few minutes, a balding man with glasses and a suit with a coffee stain on it sat on a swivel chair and said "Sorry, but he isn't going to get one."

He took a sip of coffee not caring about the pair crying. Izuku bawling into his hand and an All Might toy whilst Inko was saddened for her son. She looked at the doctor with a tear leaking from her right eye.

"H-How can you be sure?"

He simply shrugged and pulled up an image on a white lit board and pointed to a foot "That is Izuku's foot. Those who will inherit quirks have a single joint. This boy has two."

Inko was discouraged but thought of everything then said "Wait, the first people who had quirks did not have two joints. Maybe Izuku-"

She was cut off by the pudgy man who shook his head and said "Mam, he isn't going to get a quirk. The boy is quirkless. He can never be a hero. So stop trying, no one in the past seven generations has inherited a quirk with only one pinky joint."

The pair were both sniffling as they got up and walked to the bus stop.

As they got home, they noticed he was there.

"Father," Izuku said in a downtrodden and angry tone.

Inko popped the back of his head and said "What did I tell you?"

"Always respect everyone. But, I do not respect him, mommy! He has only been home three times in my life including this one and I do not remember the first time."

He simply chuckled as his eyes darted around the room.

"So... Where were you two?"

"The doctors." Izuku spat, only to be reprimanded by a strong thwack to the head again. Inko rarely had to correct Izuku's behavior. He was the best and most well-mannered kid she had ever met... Except when he was here.

Hisashi was mildly interested and said "So, what did the doc name it? Psychic? Telekinesis? Mind Flare?"

Izuku began to tear up, thinking his father was making fun of him and ran to his room wailing "I HATE YOU! MEANIE!"

Inko was left saddened by her son "He does not have one Hisashi, and you just made him like you even less."

Hisashi blanched "W-What? What do you mean doesn't have one?"

"Izuku is quirkless Hisashi."

"No, he isn't." Said the man plainly.

She squinted "What are you trying at? The doctor showed us, Izuku does and can not manifest a quirk."

Hisashi simply shook his head and said "Screw him, Izuku does have a quirk."

"Hisashi, I know you wanted a powerful child, but I am a fourth generation quirk user and you are a first generation. First quirk in your family, meaning you are much less potent than me. There was only a thirty percent chance of Izuku getting a quirk from me and one percent from you."

Hisashi stood up looking around like the walls had ears. He walked over to his wife and said "It is dangerous for me here. So know this before I leave. Izuku Midoriya... My son is not quirkless. I am a ninth generation quirk user. I just never showed you my true quirk."

Opening his mouth he pulled out a device which had two Oxygen pipes. it was what he used to make people believe his quirk was fire-breathing.

"My true quirk I can not tell you my love, for you and Izuku's safety, but know this, Izuku had a one hundred percent chance of inheriting some form of my quirk and only a thirty percent to inherit parts of yours."

She stared at him for a minute then said "Wait, what do you mean? Is it not safe? Who are you running from? What is the power you hold?"

He grabbed her shoulders gently and looked into her eyes and said quickly "Just know this, Izuku will become much more powerful than you or I could guess. Protect him, stay safe Inko. I do not know when I will see either of you again. I love you both. I have to leave soon, lest they find me." He then took a deep breath.

"Quirks are not random. Quirks are blessings from the Gods. And I say, Gods because multiple religions' Gods can give quirks. Christianity, Ancient Greek, Ancient Roman, Buddhist, any of the religions. In Japan, quirks are given by Kami or the Buddhist Gods. The quirk depends on personality, but sometimes they are forced upon a wielder, other times a person's quirk can be genetic. In Izuku's case he is the son of you and I. Your quirk of Telekinesis was a power given by Omoikane the kami of intelligence and wisdom, the Gods gave your ancestors used these blessings or quirks as most call them to play with mortal's lives.

The Gods got bored because the earth was finally at peace. And wanted to spice the lives of humans up. So, quirks and blessings happened. Then quirk crimes, followed by heroes arrived, then to make the hero and villain battles more intriguing they gave powerful quirks to villains and others gave them to normal people in hopes of them becoming heroes. Villains and Heroes are types of foot soldiers in a war for the Gods.

Some Gods want to see the world burn so they give powerful quirks to kids who will turn out bad. The Gods opposing them who want to see the world at peace again give quirks to kids who show promise in their youth.

My family has been some of the most powerful mortal warriors for the Gods for many millennia. Me, and now Izuku are direct descendants of Izanagi. He was the first Japanese human Kami. But furthermore, not only do my ancestors and I have the quirk of power stocking gifted from our ancestor, we were some of the first blessed mortals. Kuninotokotachi the first being and creator of the universe blessed Izuku for some reason when he was born, giving him the quirk of All seeing eyes. So, from my lineage, his power grows and stockpiles inside of him and can be released in forms of attacks and he was also blessed by the creator with a small scale omnipotence.

From our own blessings, you and I, he received another quirk but I cannot tell you and he will not know it until necessary, though it will appear to him.

Your quirk of Telekinesis was not passed down, but the blessing was. In a different form. His brain will now work better than most any mortals and he can form plans and take notes or analyze situations almost as fast as the Goddess of wisdom herself.

And finally, there was one more God. He noticed the massive aura of power Izuku wielded at birth and decided to bless him to see what will happen. The Buddhist God Fudō Myō-ō blessed Izuku with three things, the ability for those around him to misjudge his power thinking him extremely weak, sealed his aura making him impossible to be seen as having any power or a quirk at all, and finally he gave him the power to never give up in battle or any other setting.

The God is known as the Immovable guardian by Gods worldwide and respected for his fighting and protection against evil. He blessed our son with the ability to stare death in the face and laugh, standing tall and winning a battle. Our son, once he finishes growing into manhood will have literally no fears, a brain of a God, the body of a warrior, and a heart purer than anyone to ever live. I cannot wait for that day to come. Because when it does, the world will need a strong hero. The world will need many heroes, for a storm is coming. Evil is brewing, love. And I do not know if I will be around to stop it... I-I may be a part of it. The evil Gods are forming armies and have discovered a way to physically brainwash those with powerful quirks."

He took a deep breath and his head whipped around to look out the window. Inko saw nothing, but he seemed worried and he has never had a feeling of intuition that turned out wrong.

"They are coming, so I need to make this quick. Izuku has quirks. He will not know it until he trains them or you reveal it, he has always had them and not known he could activate them if you don't tell him he will one day be put in a situation where he needs to use them. I believe telling him as soon as when I leave will be best if he is to grow strong. I love you. Also, he must not let anyone know of his quirk or what he can do. If they were to find out they would kill you both. The Gods do not want such a powerful mortal to live. Protect yourselves. Get Izuku trained. There will be many, many Gods angry that a child as strong as Izuku exists. If I never see or contact you again I am either dead or tell Izuku to do what he must."

She simply did not know how to respond. He ran out the door and when she looked he was simply gone.

She turned back and sat on the couch contemplating her husband's words.

A power stockpiling quirk, a type of Omnipotence, boosted intelligence, strategic planning, courage in a standoff, the ability to be seen as weak, and his aura of power was hidden. Oh and apparently he will have battle prowess.

She was not sure whether to be crying in joy or fear but she was crying all the same.

She was worried about her husband, yes, but she was even more fearful of what would happen to Izuku. She then thought of telling him and decided it would be best to tell him the truth. Mostly.

"Izuku!" She called.

He came down the stairs quickly noting that his father was absent and his glare left him.

"Yes, mommy?"

"I need to tell you something... Something important which will change both of our lives. It will be hard to keep it a secret, but I want you to never tell anyone. Even if you are made fun of for being quirkless or just want to tell someone... This is so secret you cannot even tell grandma and grandpa."

He seemed confused but nodded and said cautiously "Okay Mommy."

She explained how he actually had quirks and what they were roughly. When she finished he seemed to stare into his tea deep in concentration.

"I-I think I understand." He started then said "I have felt some of them before. I once let out a green wave when I punched a tree in anger when I saw Kacchan kick a kitty. The tree snapped like it had been shattered and splintered into toothpicks. I am a lot further than anyone my age in class, and I am good at strategy video and board games. Also, this may sound weird, but when I went upstairs because I was angry at my father I felt something... Weird. My senses all sharpened and I could see everything for a hundred feet around me in every direction. I could feel it, smell it, taste it, hear it, and I could see... Everything. I got scared and turned it off but that does sound like an Omnipotence quirk."

She looked at her son in shock, why had he never told her?

He saw the look on her face and said "I never wanted to worry you or anything. Plus, anytime I get really emotional I glow green. I am not sure what that is, but I think it may be my stockpiling quirk."

Inko nodded and said "Maybe it wanted to offer power to you."

The tiny boy shrugged and said "So this immovable guardian quirk sounds very effective, but I need to train my body for that one. Do you think I could sign up for some martial arts classes? I want to be able to learn Muay Thai, Krav Maga, Eskrima, and Sambo from some cool teachers."

She nodded and said "That would be helpful for training you to master your quirk. But remember not to use it in front of anyone."

Izuku nodded and said "I know, but I want to train myself to make maximum efficiency to use this quirk." She looked at her son in pride and fear. She had known his intelligence was on a compketely different level than most adults. Let alone children, but h seemed so mature when handling the news about all of this. She could not help but pull her son into a hug and cry.

Time Skip 10 Years

Izuku was on his evening run, he had been running since six and the sun was beginning to go down in the sky so he decided he should begin to start on his way back.

He grinned giddily as he began to sweat. His headphones blared Welcome to the Black Parade as his weighted clothes pulled him towards earth.

In total, he wore about two hundred pounds of weighted gear. Over ten years, his body had been acclimated to this. He started with small one pound weights on each wrist and ankles to now have twenty on each. He wore an eighty-pound chest and back weight and a forty pound pants system.

Altogether he was in great condition. He had been mistaken many times in age because if you looked hard enough you could see many slim but strong and quick muscles that were literally made to fight. Though he was lethe his strength easily surpassed a grown man's he stood at five foot seven but seeing as he is only fourteen his mom assured him he would grow more. Plus, puberty was just beginning for him.

His green hair had not changed except he decided to cut off the sides completely leaving a large clump of curly silky hair which adorned his genius brain. He had high concave cheekbones and a rigid slim jawline which had not had any hairs yet.

His eyes were an energetic green which made some swoon and pissed off others *Caugh Bakugo Katsuki*

His freckles absolutely covered his face climbed up his small and round nose and appeared on his shoulders, arms, and neck. They made some girls giggle joyously and some guys make fun of him.

His personality, though somber and serious sometimes was upbeat, curious, oblivious, intelligent, hilarious, distracted, and sometimes extremely serious.

He did not tolerate bullying and was known as the strongest weakling because he refused to fight, unless someone is getting bullied, made fun of, or messed with. Then he was ruthless and was known to put bullies in hospitals faster than anyone could blink.

He was a goody two shoes absolutely adored by teachers, feared by troublemakers, and practically worshipped silently by everyone else. Despite that, he kept to himself and did not talk to anyone or else he had a terrible stutter and he got so nervous he was known to go into a muttering bout and seen crying many times.

He had almost no contacts to mention and no good friends. He was teased many times and began to be oblivious to torments of others. But because he was so oblivious he did not realize they were just jealous of him.

No one could get close to him and the only one he could speak to was Bakugo. Which was quite odd. Ever since birth, they knew each other. When they turned four Izuku became a responsible and mature kid who loved justice, heroes, doing the right thing, videos games, music, martial arts, cooking, exercising, All Might, and school.

Bakugo... Well, Bakugo hated everyone. He hated teachers, students, most animals, his parents, Gods. Hell, he got sent to a correctional program when he argued with a police officer.

His quirk was explosion and as was his personality. He loved video games, kicking ass, dogs, pandas, wolves, little kids, All Might, Heroes, Fighting, Music, food, being the best, and correcting idiots or perverts. Because he liked video games, he wants to be a programmer or developer as a side job when he became the world's greatest hero.

He also had a sweet and sour relationship with Izuku since their younger days. He hated everyone else, but he hated Deku the least. He bullied him relentlessly, but he was the only one who could touch him. Anyone else who tried either got sent to the hospital by Bakugo after he heard about it or Katsuki would make them a social grave.

Bakugo had a powerful quirk and was extremely powerful. He was influential in school and popular and feared. He has had many girlfriends and his phone has hundreds of contacts of "Friends" he uses them as people who he can step on to make him feel better about himself, to make him feel like the greatest. And many people saw him as that.

Deku, on the other hand, was quirkless and some tried to bully him, but only Katsuki is allowed to do that. Izuku was anti-social and rarely held any conversations.

He was extremely nervous and emotional. He once cried for thirty minutes after giving a speech out of nervousness.

There were few things that the boys agreed on, but when they did agree on Something, nothing on earth could stand in their way. Whether it be to go on vacation somewhere or win in a music competition, they both put forth their utmost dedication in everything.

The two boys fought many times a week for fun, usually ending up with Bakugo almost passing out, Izuku pretending to be tired, and them both grinning at the good fight.

Though Bakugo bullied him, in truth it was just his personality and Izuku was just used to it because of the familiarity of him calling him worthless. After a decade of being alone... He needed something, and if Bakugo saying he should kill himself was the only conversation he could have for a day, Izuku usually talked to him. Despite this, they were still some fucked up versio of friends and hung out at each other's house on weekends to play videos games, board games, music, fight, or just bicker.

Bakugo would always demand Izuku make him meals or else he would kill him and demanded that he have Izuku's bed while Deku slept on the floor when he spent the night.

They secretly made a band together and loved to sing ancient American music. Twenty-One Pilots, X-Ambassadors, Fall Out Boy, Green day, Panic! at the Disco, and a ton of other bands. From rock to country they sang to their heart's content. They sang music from America during the bronze age of humanity. 1970-2030s.

Languages spoken around the world were English, Chinese, Spanish, French, and Japanese. Almost every person around the world can speak at least one of those languages since the governmental systems made language widespread. In Izuku's case he decided he just wanted to learn all of them. So in the past few years he did. Along with Arabic, German, and Russian.

He usually was the one who sang and he could translate the music for Bakugo or write new stuff if the boy asked him to.

Bakugo always said "Deku, your voice fucking sucks." But seeing as it was what he said every time and said that with the least malice as he could possibly muster it gave Izuku a sense of pride.

Bakugo played drums or bass depending on the song and Izuku was an amazing solo guitarist but could play literally any instrument like a professional if he knew the right tunings and notes.

Whenever they hung out, Bakugo would curse, scream, punch, kick, and make fun of Deku all he could but Izuku knew that Bakugo was just like that and responded cheerfully anyway. Katsuki's mom was mortified when Izuku and Bakugo got into fights for the first time. She watched them as they "bonded" through Katsuki being an absolute bastard but still caring enough about Izuku. Inko didn't bat an eyelash when Bakugo sent a slur of over a dozen cuss words at her son for the first time. She simply told the two to keep their voices down. She was doing taxes, and they were well... Taxing.

Though Izuku was ten times the fighter Bakugo was, Kacchan knew how to fight and how to deceive his enemies. That paired with his incredible strength and surprisingly rational and strategic brain made fights with him unpredictable. Izuku only ever used his guardian, strategy, and intelligence quirks in fights out of pure respect to his fighting. He did not want to make it too unfair and did not use any other quirk because All Seeing Eyes and his stockpiling quirk practically made him inifinitely better than Kacchan. He could fight Bakugo non-stop for days even when the blonde was using his quirk.

Izuku had learned most of Bakugo's moves and limits but still the fiesty blonde grew at an insane speed. He has impressed Izuku plenty of times. The bullied boy has been scouted and awarded for his fighting skills globally.

Izuku had taken to his Martial Arts like a duck to water. He soon began to climb the ranks and belts with his dedication and extreme fighting talent. He swept over the competition and took many international awards after a few years of practice. He had many teachers, all with quirks which enhanced their fighting abilities and could beat him half of the time. Once he took a few international titles teachers flocked to him to beg for him to pass their fighting style down to.

He had been taught many forms and types of hand to hand, weapon, and kickboxing styles. He even learned Ninjitsu and how to control chi and life energy from a monk when he visited China.

He preferred fighting Kacchan because he could usually predict the pros' moves and had to follow seemingly endless amounts of rules of how to fight. With Kacchan he just used his fist and legs to connect anywhere he could until they both collapsed in adrenalin highs.

Izuku, had superior strength, speed, and strategical planning, but his masters were all great fighters and ex- or current pro heroes. They usually somehow managed to pull off a move Izuku had never seen when they were about to lose. The classes were expensive but he got a free pass because of his winning competitions the martial artists all wanted him to be their prodigé.

He had managed to master his All Seeing quirk, and Immovable Guardian quirk. Everyone deemed him not a threat before fights and misjudged him. He could also sustain keeping up omniscience for about five hours a day within a hundred and fifty-foot radius or have an all seeing capability within a mile radius for thirty minutes and then not be able to use it for three hours.

He learned to fully gain access to his quirks he must meditate and so he did, he found it almost like sleeping in a trance while focussing mind, body, and soul. It helped him learn and master all of the quirks the Buddhist God gave him. Even without knowing about quirks being blessings or from Gods.

He learned to lock and unlock his aura to send pulses of fear or deadly intent into his enemies and scare them with his power and finally he had gained some control over his stockpiling quirk. but it still took lots of time and power to use.

Izuku Age 6 in the forest somewhere

He came out here so he could practice some of his powers and try out his stockpiling quirk. He had let out bursts easily, but he wanted to use them for attacks for the first time, he felt deep inside of him the power which he had been gathering all his life. It went on seemingly forever and he was amazed by the vastness of it.

The power inside of him was like an ocean of sand. He appeared to be standing on it. He picked up a small amount of sand, enough to fit it his cupped hand and decided that is how much he would use.

He was in the forest when he did it, and he thanked the Gods he was, because once he returned to consciousness, he opened his eyes and the veins throughout his body glowed brightly and blue lightning coursed across his skin. He opened his palm and a blue flame appeared.

Somehow, he knew that the flames were a new quirk. A quirk that was from... His father. It was something connected to the stockpiling, but it was weird, it was like he could sense it was his father's. He looked at it and then realized something. It was what happened when he entered his realm of power, he could either summon power or he could control flames. He decided to use a few flecks of the sand he had gathered and infused them with the lighter sized ball of fire. He felt the tug in his gut and the sand mixed with the blue fire and grew to the size of a basketball.

He threw it and it burst a tree into smithereens as if it had never been there. Flames licked the ground and incinerated any remnants of that tree within a second of impact leaving even the stump burnt. The leaves to bark just burnt within a second.

'Too much sand!' His voice commented in his brain

He focussed and a new ball was in his palm. He made it grow to the size of a tennis ball and threw it at another tree.

This too caused an explosion, but a much smaller one. This time it took the tree three minutes to be completely gone. Grinning at finding the sweet spot of how much "oomf" to put in his fireballs he turned towards the vast forest.

After that, he focussed the "sand" he had gathered he focussed it in his right arm. His entire body emanated a blinding blue and his veins shined with a green light and as he pulled his arm back he felt the same feeling you have when a storm is coming.

It was if electricity around him was charging the air around his body. Once his fist was pulled back, he let out a strong punch and was thrown backward into a tree. A massive boom was heard, followed by a seemingly in-sync deafening crack.

His punch let out a force so strong it broke the sound barrier and a wave of pure energy and wind from the backlash of power had flattened the trees, completely decimating thousands of acres of forest. He cringed as he saw the utter devastation and decided best not to use that much power next time.

He looked down and gasped. His arm... It was demolished.

He let out a wail of pain and shock as crimson blood dripped from his tattered limb as his ripped skin and muscles became drenched in blood.

Unearthly pain ripped through the boy and he let out a scream of pure torture. Blood sprayed everywhere and his arm laid limp at his side.

He used way, way more power than his body could handle and to disrupt it from destroying him it blew up the muscles in his arm!

His thoughts were suddenly cleared from the pain as his body glowed green and an idea came to him! He focused on his stockpiling quirk and focussed.

He dug deep and summoned about twenty pounds of sand and he somehow knew exactly what he needed to do.

He exited the trance-like state and his veins began to glow again.

He thought and in a burst of the same blue fire amd muscles and bone reformed out of the fire. His arm was encased in blue flames for a minute, then they disappeared revealing a brand new and fully working arm. It was almost an exact copy of his previous one, and the only reminder it was not his original was the bloodied sleeve and the phantom pain he had felt a few seconds ago.

End Flashback

He was trapped. How was he trapped? He was just distracted for two seconds, and already he had fucked up?!

He looked around and saw he was in a sludge-like substance. It tried to force his mouth open but he decided he did not want to be part of a tentacle hentai and fought it.

He heard an annoying and almost frightening voice bellow from above him and he put two and two together. This was a villain.

He was about to light his slimy ass up to high heaven when he heard something loud.

"TEXAS... SMAAAAAAASSHHH!"

In a second, the sludge roared off of him and a wave of air rolled through his skin and hair.

When he looked up, he turned his All Seeing quirk back on and gasped "A-All Might?! Y-Your A-All M-Might!?"

The tall blonde man grinned at the teen and nodded "That is correct, my boy. I am All Might! I am sorry that you were caught up by that monster, I am sure it must have been frightening."

Izuku shrugged and said "Not really."

The pro hero blanched. What was this kid? Bipolar? He goes from being a fanboy who looks ready to keel over and really weak to looking like he could take me on with the intensity of his eyes alone.

All might stared at him for a second. Did he recognize the kid from somewhere? Like a tv competition or something? It was like the harder he stared the blurrier the boy got. He took a few steps and really looked at him. To his surprise, the fanboy was actually quite a lot different then what he had seen at first. He stood a lot taller than what he thought he saw and was muscular. He looked like he could fend for himself in a fight but also looked like a good kid.

He had a sharp and thin cut of hair on the side. His extremely short sides led up to green messy curls that looked very good together. He had green strong eyes and a body of someone who knew their way around a gym.

He nodded in appreciation and for some reason seemed to be attached to the kid. It was as if their fates were connected, but All might chopped it up to a coincidence because he did not believe in destiny or fate, he believed in everyone having control of their own lives.

Shaking his head, he turned towards where the villain had fallen only to see him completely gone.

He let out a bleet of surprise then the kid said "He went into the sewers and is heading north at thirty miles an hour he is looking for someone with a powerful quirk to attach to and take over their body."

Toshinori was taken aback by him. His eyes had gotten darker and he had a deathly serious tone to him. His words left no room for argument and made All Might feel like his subordinate as he nodded then realized who he was and asked "I-Is that your quirk kid?"

The boy shook his head and said "That is what I could asses with his trajectory and direction with my bare eyes. I am Izuku Midoriya, I am medically quirkless. I-I want to know something... Even if I cannot use a quirk... Can I become a great hero? It has been my dream before I could even speak to take your place as greatest hero. I have trained and pushed my body past its limits... I want to know. If I continue on my path like this, can I become a hero. Even if I cannot use a quirk?"

The hope and curiosity in his eyes broke All Might's heart. This kid... He said he did not have a quirk but has always dreamed of becoming a hero. Maybe he could... No! This kid is just some random fanboy. I should be looking for someone strong.

"With only the strength you have now, no. You can not ever become a pro-hero without a quirk. Without a quirk your dream can never come true."

The boy's eyes seemed to lose color and he looked at the ground, sadness and pain evident as if it was not the first time someone had told him this. A single tear streaked down his face but he wiped it away as soon as it appeared.

With his super speed from One For All, All Might picked up the boy's notebook to look at it only to find it absent from his hands.

"Huh?"

He looked up to see it in Izuku's hands. He tried to grab it, but Izuku was next to him and said with a pen in his hand "Do you think you could sign this?"

All Might almost feinted when the kid had vanished and reappeared next to him. It was as if he teleported.

"H-How did you do that? I thought you don't have a quirk!"

Izuku shrugged again and said "I have spent the past decade training with Pro-Heroes in four forms of hand to hand combat and even more types of martial arts and combat training. I also had a teacher show me the ways of the ninja and how to move exactly when the human eye blinks so it appears I moved faster than physically possible. Also, I watched your muscles tense and knew what movements you were likeliest to perform. With the muscle groups you flexed I calculated all three hundred forty seven ways you could be moving. I rationalized it down to ten most likely possibilities then nailed it to two possible ways of moving by where you were looking. I then used the techniques my masters drilled into me and then like second natured dodged the attack. But anyway, can I get an autograph? I have always loved your work. I have seen all of your publicized fights!"

All Might looked at the boy astounded by the information he had just provided.

He took the pen and notebook and inspected it.

The front read "Notebook No. 398 Property of Izuku Midoriya"

He signed the back page to the boy's joy then looked through it in complete awe. There were in-depth illustrations of every hero and villain in the past month. Strengths, weaknesses, strategies how to win in a fight against them, and even some guesses of their quirk and hidden identities.

All of his information was accurate even his guesses. He looked at the young detective who looked like a five-year-old bouncing foot to foot in the excitement that he was signing his book.

After being completely baffled by the information he noticed some burns on the book.

"Why is it crispy?"

Izuku sighed and said "My friend. He has an explosion quirk and got mad the other day. He slammed the notebook and burnt it. His hands sweat a chemical allowing him to have bursts of explosions because he can cause his sweat to catch fire and boom."

He looked at him in surprise and remembered reading about a kid like that when looking through UA applicants. Thinking back to it, he remembered Izuku himself had applied to UA. He had laughed at the time that such a pitiful kid would apply, but seeing this quirkless genius in front of him had him convinced of two things. First, he needed to go back to the bets all the teachers placed on each of the students and put some money on this kid, and second, he somehow felt like this kid... Just maybe might be the one.

And if he was not going to be his underling and the greatest hero to ever live, he would be a fucking amazing detective or hell even an artist or something from what he has shown him so far.

After he handed it back and said "You know what I said earlier?"

Izuku nodded and quoted his exact words as sadness set into his eyes and All Might put his hand on his shoulder and whispered "I doubt I will ever say this again, but from what you have shown me, I misjudged you. You are strong. If you train, I mean train two or three times harder than you already do, then yes, I believe you can become a hero who can save people. I might have been wrong."

Something lit up in the boy's eyes. A green glow that warmed All Might's heart and made the hero have hope... A quality that was hard to find in heroes. The ability to instill hope in others.

After the two or three minute conversations with the kid, All Might's literal views of life and people had been changed. He had been given hope for the future from a boy's smile! What the hell kid? You might shape up to be a real demon if you push yourself, I can not imagine what crazy things you would be able to do with One For All. All Might then prayed to every God he could think of that this kid did not stumble upon All for One or any villains who could control him because he could be Extremely dangerous if Izuku Midoriya became a villain with a powerful quirk.

Pulled out of his thoughts he realized two things, the sludge villain had escaped two whole minutes ago, and second, his hero form only had a second left-

Toshinori Yagi stood there in front of a freaked out teen.

"Aaaaah! All Might?! What happened? Why are you so weird looking?"

Toshinori sighed and said "This is my true form... I can only keep up my quirk for three hours a day..."

That dawned on Izuku and he began to realize what that entailed.

"T-The villains will notice..."

"The most powerful ones already have and are starting to make plans for when I can not even get that much."

"Then you need a successor, a new symbol of peace, trained by you personally. Someone who can instill hope in the people. Someone strong and smart but still able to be popular. You need someone to take your place. No offense, but Endeavor is an ass who cannot put fhope into the populous."

"Within the next five years, yes. Before I can no longer use this form at all. And Villains run rampant through the streets once again."

"How did it come to this?"

He lifted his shirt revealing a terrible wound it was killing him slowly, infecting him.

Izuku gasped then said "W-Where did you get that?"

He was about to answer when he said "Never mind that! The slime villain has attacked again." He ran off searching for where he heard the explosion.

When All Might appeared at the scene, he was shocked to see Midoriya there already.

AND RUNNING TOWARDS THE MOTHER FUCKING SLUDGE VILLAIN!?

He only talked to him for two minutes but knew it was exactly Izuku's personality to run into a dangerous situation without a second thought, just to help someone. But everyone was frozen in fear of the strength of the Villain.

Everyone but Izuku, who moved without thinking about picking up his feet.

As he got closer, tentacles moved faster than All Might could trace and he thought for sure that Izuku was dead. But when he looked again the after image was the only thing that was hit and young Midoriya was a foot away from the monster scaring the hell out of all of the pros who had stood there afraid of the sludge villain themselves.

He had taken a kid hostage and used his explosion quirk to wreak havoc.

Toshinori watched in confusion and wonder of what Izuku could do. Physical attacks do not work on this villain.

His words though... They struck a chord with everyone.

"Kacchan!" He bellowed in a voice which echoed down the brick alley and into the ears of onlookers both at the scene or live on TVs and computers and phones.

"I am going to save you! Stay in control of this guy and don't let him control your quirk. Trust me, and we can get out of this together! And you will be safe."

For some reason, this boy, he looked meager at first glance, but his strong words made everyone who listened to it feel comfort as if he would help them personally and put all his emotion into truly wanting them to rely on him. He was a guardian to all. He gave everyone who wanted it from him hope. He made them feel safe.

That is what many were experiencing. The pro heroes, Bakugo, the crowd watching him... Everyone except the slime villain himself were fully backing this random kid on the street against a massively powerful villain.

Why? Because he made them believe he would win.

His words had the ability for people to back him. He had full faith of the crowd and he had barely said anything. But there was something about him... Some type of calming aura which radiated from his shaking figure standing against something that could kill him. It made those who were afraid... Have hope.

A helicopter at the scene panned around to see the face of the boy and were shocked to see a smile.

It was if All Might himself was smiling. It was a smile that said two things. I am here! And because I am here, you are safe. But it was different... In a way it was nothing like All Mights. All Might's smile was one that said he could push through anything to save you. The boy's smile held a heart warming genuine appeal to it which made people feel as if he would safe them and keep them safe. His gentle and calm smile warmed the hearts of any that looked.

The Villain roared in anger and began to thrash around his tentacles at an incredible speed surpassing that of the sound barrier. Each of which Izuku watched with his All Seeing Eyes turned to Maximum capacity. He would not miss a single atomic movement.

That was the only quirk that he was using. The rest was pure skill.

Then again, practicing with the hero Sonic Bullet to become a ninja gave him plenty of training with fast moving enemies. The Ninja hero had taught him everything the pro knew and they sparred three times weekly. They were currently three hundred to three hundred in wins to losses. Then again Sonic Bullet had a quirk that made him literally impossible to see, predict, or view. Even with All Seeing eyes. Which shocked Izuku the first time. But he adapted to the hero who's punches clocked in faster than the speed of an American Super Sonic Jet.

He kept dodging until he saw it. An opportunity.

Izuku dove in and grabbed his friend only to rip him from the strong sticky substance.

He used almost all his strength and finally got him out, much to the villain's shock.

He carried a barely conscious Kacchan on his back and dodged the tentacles whilst running backward and when he passed the police barrier he heard "Deleware... SMASH!"

A few seconds later the criminal was contained and in police custody.

All Might seemingly disappeared and when Izuku turned around, he handed Kacchan to the medics then turned to the scowling police officers and Pro-heroes.

After thirty minutes of being scolded and yelled at for running into the situation like that without a quirk, he was almost charged for vigilanteism but the chief radioed against that call. Apparently the police station had watched him fight and considered it a "citizen's arrest" because he and Bakugo were best friends and classmates. He was not charged and he was let go, free.

He rubbed his calfs in soreness because he had to dodge all of those bizarrely powerful attacks all the while with carrying two hundred pound gear and Kacchan.

He walked home saddened because of the people scolding him and accidentally, he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings because he had overused All Seeing Eyes.

He was taken aback when All Might appeared in front of him. Face to face with the world's greatest hero sent Izuku into a jumpy and nervous bout.

After a few seconds, he bowed and said "T-Thank you for taking on the villain and saving Kacchan and I, All Might."

He spurted blood and Toshinori stood there in his true form and shrugged "I was only able to use that attack because you saved young Bakugo Katsuki. Was he the one that did that to your notebook?"

Izuku nodded, slightly confused why All Might was there.

"Young Midoriya... I watched you not hesitate in the face of danger. You stood up to death just to save your friend from getting hurt. If I am correct you moved without even thinking. Because of this, my boy, I have decided."

He spread his skeletal arms wide making the sun shine against him making it appear he was glowing "I would like to offer you the path to become the next Symbol of Peace! I want you Izuku Midoriya to inherit my quirk!"

Cue Izuku going on a five-minute mumuring tangent.

All Might slapped him over the head and said "Calm down kid. Now what you said was true, most all quirks cannot be inherited. But mine can be. In fact, I am the ninth holder of this quirk. It is called One For All! My quirk allows me to access the power of my predecessors and use that to form attacks in less than a millisecond. I also have the quirk of being able to pass on quirks to others."

Izuku thought for a minute then All Might asked "Would you like to take the sacred torch and become the next great bearer of this quirk and fight evil? Will you accept the responsibility of One For All?"

"I will."

"Good. I like the fact that you have absolutely no doubt and are sure of this. Now normally, I would need to spend a few years training your body, but I need to have you tested physically. Meet me tomorrow."

Izuku nodded and All Might gave him his phone number.