Tomura trudged along the broken ground. He had been in the middle of his surgery, body aching from the agony he had been feeling. But apparently Iruma was in more danger than he could handle alone, and from a project the League worked on. He came across them, the broken bodies of three students, unconscious and vulnerable in the mess of this.
He leaned down and looked at Iruma, Bakugo, and the girl. "... If Kurogiri wasn't gone … I'd have brought you back with me … I'm sorry." He told the unconscious body, before looking to the ocean. "I'll finish what you started."
He could see two heavily injured figures approach, blood dripping down. "Tomura Shigaraki …" Tubes spoke up very weakly. "I believe this is the first time we spoke in person."
"Yeah, because if you didn't go off on your own, we probably would've worked together." He knew that in the long run, this man was just a beta version of what Sensei wanted HIM to be. But Tomura would've given him the chance to be free of that burden. "So, what did you do to piss him off?" He asked the villain.
"Try and take a kid's quirk for myself, not give a shit about it …" The man raised his fingers. "I can still take the shot."
"I'm going to kill them." Ten tried walking to them, bones forming on his arm, snarling murderously. "Kill them all."
"I'm not going to let you." He spoke in firm finality, hand twitching.
"I don't care." Ten raised the blade up. "I'll kill you to-" The bone fell off. "...What?" The demon asked with wide eyes. "That … shouldn't … gh!" The villain clutched his now steaming body. "Why does it hurt, why does it hurt!" He screamed in agony.
"You know, Quirks and Demons don't really get along." Tomura informed casually. "The good old doctor that gave you your surgeries was doing his best to fix the problem." He walked, unconcerned with Ten and simply focused on Nine. "It seems he did a good job letting your internals fix themselves … but the outside is just the same, where blood burns you like acid. And getting hit with a quirk that stores up energy from DNA so many times?" He asked as the experiment saw his own hand start to break apart on the cellular level.
"I just…Wanted all the pain….to end…" Ten said raspingly, desperate for any form of breath as his face fell off. "It was … supposed to … end."
"Congratulations … when you go to wherever the fuck exists after here, you'll meet that end." He didn't need to do anything, demi-demon's body collapsing into a pile of mush. "You know, the one thing I don't understand after all this time is why the world seems so dead set on killing one kid." He remarked dryly. The League, originally, Yakuza, MLA, it was ridiculous.
"Well for starters, talking to him gives me an aneurysm." Nine spoke, not stopping, even as he winced. The thing on his back had shattered, purple liquid flooding down his body.
Tomura felt his lips turn up. "Oh really, because talking to Iruma gave me enlightenment." The boy was too altruistic for his own good. With so much unconditional kindness, it's no wonder All Might took advantage of him. "You want to rule, right? Be at the top?" He aimed his fingers at him now.
Nine gasped, desperately clinging to life. "I'll fight….I won't stop fighting….there can only be one…" Tomura grabbed Nine's face before the man could shoot, said face slowly twisted into despair. "...NOOoooo…"
"You're not free, you're trapped by your own ideals of strength." He started the decay. "The world I'll make won't require strength to live….or anyone at the top." He watched the villain perish in ashes, before sighing and reaching to his ear. "I'm done, take me back." He still needed to finish his surgery, and every atom of breath hurt at the moment. He stared at the sunny horizon. "One day when it's done … I hope I can free you, Iruma."
==
Endeavor ran into the battle zone. There was a lot of destruction and chaos, and he could trust some of the less battle hungry heroes to take care of it. Right now he needed to find his son and make sure he wasn't dead, or broken, or in danger. He was a hero, he wouldn't fuck up as Endeavor, even if he had as a Todoroki.
"Shoto! Shoto!" If he knew half about his son as he thought he did, then Endeavor was positive he'd be on the Island's most open and isolated area so he could use his quirk at its maximum potential. After finding a wide area with small bits of ice and fire everywhere, he was proven right. He ran around until he found his boy sitting against a tree, staring off. "Shoto!" Endeavor blasted himself straight at him. "Are you alright?"
"Um … I think I hit my quirk limit …" The boy spoke numbly. "Am I … hallucinating you? Did he give me a concussion?"
"Who…?" Endeavor questioned, looking for the villain his son no doubt defeated and apprehended by now. All he saw instead was a mushy mess of charred fur that was beyond any form of recognition. "Shoto…where's the villain you fought?"
"I hit him with everything I had … and he still walked through it. He didn't give up or fall unconscious." The boy answered, almost in a daze. "So I had to keep hitting him … harder and faster … over and over … he smiled when he stopped breathing." The boy was hugging himself. "I stopped feeling after … my skin isn't hot or cold or painful, it just … doesn't feel."
His son….killed a man. His first act as licensed hero….and he killed a man. "Shoto…." He frowned in great concern.
"Am I…not supposed to feel it? Am I supposed to not care at all that Chimera's dead?" His son started trembling, not out of coldness, but of nervous trembling and fear.
"You're not feeling because you're in shock." Endeavor sat down. "Your body switches between two extremes too fast, it's trying to fix itself. And your mind …" He let the silence stay for a second. "It's coming to terms with what happened … Did anyone help?" He asked.
"Ida was the only one who could get out of the way fast enough for me to attack….but he got flung out of the area…It was me who ended it."
"That would explain the knight shaped boy hanging from a phone wire." He actually got a strain chuckle out of his son. "... The first time is the hardest." He spoke in a firm but gentle tone. "I try to avoid it, especially with one sick bastard. But there are times where a villain can't be stopped, like the Nomu."
Shoto stared at the corpse unemotionally. "I know…but the Nomu I fought couldn't think, he couldn't feel…Chimera looked like he had some form of empathy at the end…that smile is still there whenever I close my eyes."
"It's difficult. Schools like U.A. teach you about avoiding quirk abuse, how to avoid lethal applications…but they rarely, if ever, prepare you for when there's no other choice." Endeavor held his son close.
"... Does it ever go away …?" He begged in a whisper. Enji made a deep sigh.
"No…you'll remember it…every mistake you make, you'll always remember." There wasn't a day that went by where he didn't think about the hell he forced his family into. "But at some point, the memory of good deeds seems to make it more bearable … and that's all you can strive for."
"So just be better from here on out? Heh." Shoto lightly chuckled. "Sounds so easy when it's put like that."
"So, family moment?" Hawks flew in. "So cute-"
"Leave now or I will rip your wings off and put them down your throat." He spoke in a tone that implied he would.
"Intimate moment, got it, I'll just check with the others." The man flew off in an instant.
"Wow…that guy's an asshole." Shoto stated bluntly.
"Only to the top ten, but yes. An absolute asshole." Endeavor … Enji stated. "Promise me you'll never grow up to be like him." He declared.
"I'll promise to be better than the both of you." That was more than Enji could ever ask of his son.
==
"Kit!" Rumi came over and grabbed her boy close. "Are you there, speak to me, how many fingers am I holding!?" She held the dazed boy as she held a hand up.
"Seven…." He moaned.
"I can't tell if that's because of a concussion or because you're bad at math." She muttered. "What happened?"
"Fought some villains … They were assholes … hit hard." The boy's eyes widened as he tried to sit up with broken legs. "We have to restrain them … if they get up they'll-" He stopped, looking over to a pile of fleshy mush and dust. "... Tomura was here …" He groaned. "How come the moment he shows up I'm unconscious!?"
"Probably for the best. I don't think he'd be in a talking mood." Especially with what Hawks explained about the manchild, now leader of over a hundred thousand men. "Either way, you did it. You fucked up your entire body, but you did it." She hugged him as tightly as she could without breaking anything else.
"I'm here." Toshinori came behind her. "So fast … really out of shape." The man muttered, catching his breath as he looked around. "... Young Suzuki … your friend's bodies …" She blinked in confusion, not noticing anything other than some broken arms, burns, and blood from the girl's mouth. Good thing they brought Recovery Girl.
"....I think my last name's Usagiyama now." Her heart clenched at how fucking adorable that was.
"..." The former number one sat down. "I should take it to heart and change that in my mind …" He put a hand on Iruma. "Was it worth it?" Was what, fighting a villain and breaking his body for it!?
"....It was the only choice we had….I had to give One For All to Bakugo and Ochaco so everyone else could be safe…" Rumi blinked in shock. Oh…shit…" …it doesn't matter how I feel…what happens to me….doesn't matter..." Her son started to cry. "I'm sorry I can't be a hero anymore … I know you wanted me to be …"
"Don't apologize." The man spoke softly. "You did what you had to for saving everyone you could. Never feel regret for saving someone." He reassured the boy. "You're the best successor I could've asked for, and One For All has only become stronger because you're a part of it."
"Besides, it's not like you can't still help people." Rumi smiled down at her kit. "You're already jacked as it is without that power, I'll just have to train you three times as hard now."
"Understood." The boy cheered. "I won't back down at all." The boy nodded, coughing a bit. "I'm gonna miss the sparkling though, it was nice." The hand he looked at let out a faint spark of blue electricity. "... I won the roulette …" He laughed in pleasant surprise. "My luck is stupid …"
"What?" Toshi picked up the hands of both the two unconscious children. "This…isn't possible…unless….Nana…."
"What are you going on about, Zombie man?" Rumi raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing, just … happy an old mentor of mine still has pull …" He picked the two up. "Now come on, we need to get them to Recovery Girl. She'll fix you up no problem."
==
"You all have serious problems." Recovery Girl deadpanned at the trio of students in her room, looking exhausted as they were hooked up to IVs, other than the kid with a surprisingly strong healing quirk, sipping a juice and cookie to help himself recover stamina. "I thought you'd be better than Toshi, and now I have to treat three sets of broken limbs."
"Hey, don't insult him." Miruko huffed. "If you do I'll-"
"I've beaten up All Might and angry moms before, don't think I won't do the same to you." She glared at the hero until she backed down.
"Trust me, it never ends well." Hagakure muttered, having regrouped and brought the children here to help.
Chiyo sighed as she looked at her clip board. "Let's start one at a time. Uraraka, most of your outer injuries are minor, you only threw one punch and your arm will heal fine, but you have serious problems with your internals. Organs either squeezed or in the wrong spot. I'm giving you pills to limit your quirk use until I'm sure there won't be permanent damage."
"Trust me, I'm not going to use my quirk for a LOONG time if I can help it." The girl groaned. "I barely got a hold of my awakening, and using Iruma's power timed it by a hundred." She looked at the boy in question. "It's useful, but it sucks."
"I know." Suzuki, or Usagiyama now, groaned. "I feel so hungry whenever I get healed after a broken arm." She sighed and moved on.
"Bakugo, your arms have shattered to almost beyond recognition and burns of second degree on your palms and feet. If it wasn't for young Katsuma here, you would have lost them all together." She pointed to the dizzy boy. "And that's not even counting the hearing damage from all those explosions. No combat until I give you the all clear."
"For once I won't argue with that. No wonder Dodger sucks at using this power. It's as stupid as him." Bakugo coughed a little blood.
"Now for Usagiyama …" She turned to the boy. "You've taken this one too many times, your arms have permanent scars on them now. I had to give you surgery to pick out bone splinters." She explained, the girls gasping. "If you keep this up, you won't be able to use your arms anymore."
"WHAT?! But how am I going to hug without arms!?" Usagiyama exclaimed in worry.
"... I have so many more important reasons, but whatever convinces you the most." Chiyo shrugged. "I'm just going to give you some gummies, feel free to talk." She said, giving the trio and kid their energy boosters.
"So…. you were really quirkless before U.A?" Uraraka tilted her head. Looks like Usagiyama succeeded where Toshi failed once again … trusting more people with his secret.
"Yep, then Bunny-sensei met me on the beach, said I was worthy after my parents asked me to clean it so they could sell off parts, thrusted his hopes and dreams on me, and now I'm here after cleaning the whole beach and eating his hair on the day of the exam." The boy smiled through the whole explanation.
"....You know I was willing to let the bunny man off the hook…but he made you eat his hair?!" Hagakure screamed.
"It's part of the process!" Yagi yelled back in defense. "I tested out what tasted the least disgusting." You tested it? "My master made me eat her fingernail …" The man shivered.
"...Yeah, we lucked out drinking Dodger's blood." Bakugo rolled his eyes.
"You drank his blood!?" The invisible girl once more shouted, her voice now shrilly. "I thought you guys hated Toga! Don't start acting like her!"
"I'm not, it was horrible." Uraraka gagged. "So metallic …" This was quite the chaotic group. "Okay, so what happens now? I'm not getting my memory erased or anything, right?"
"No, nothing like that." Yagi answered as the girl sighed in relief. "The Sixth was the only one who had a friend like that, and All For One got to him as soon as he realized it was a possibility."
"...This never stops getting more terrifying, does it?" Urarakra asked nervously.
"Nope." Bakugo nodded. "We were probably going to let you in on this sooner or later, but now that you know, he needs help using his other quirks. We need you to help him prepare for Float."
"Yeah, sure, I can do that sometime after new years." The girl shrugged. "I'm not doing anything else until then…"
"Yeah, let's just rest for the rest of the year. I'm beat." Usagiyama let out a light laugh. "I'm still trying to get the hang of Black Licorice, and Sero's helpful and all, but maybe Ibara can…"
"We're not letting Shiozaki on this." Hagakure muttered, hugging the boy possessively.
"I just meant to swing around. I don't want to drag more people into this … especially if All Forty One can be cloned." The boy muttered, clutching his bed sheet. "I'll put an end to it and whatever doctor did that." He said darkly.
"Well it's been fun, but they need rest." Recovery Girl stated firmly. "It's getting close to night, everyone that's not a patient out." She ordered the group.
"Oh, one more thing before we wrap this up." Miruko spoke, glancing at Yagi. "He cleaned a beach right?"
"Correct." The man nodded.
"Full of rusty metal?"
"... Right." The man sweated a bit.
"With gloves on to prevent tetanus?" Her red eyes narrowed dangerously.
"...Recovery Girl healed him…eventually."
Miruko simply stared at the scared pro. "Five minute head start, use it."
"Thank you." Yagi bowed before making a break for it. He wouldn't get far, they were on an island.
==
Everything hurts. God it felt like he'd been dunked into the deep end of the pool of his quirk. He had hazy memories of being fed and stuff, so annoying. "God damn it all …" He muttered, still feeling a faint tingle in his head and body.
"Oh, you're awake." The voice of his lovely angel spoke up. "About time."
"Yep … sorry about that." He muttered, turning over with his eyes still closed, it hurt to see light whenever he woke up smart again. "Took a bit too much."
"Well, do you plan on making up for it?" Momo asked seductively.
"I'll do my best." He smiled, leaning over and giving her a kiss. She must have been looking after him all day, her hair felt frizzy with worry as he caressed it … also it felt shorter. And she leaned closer to him than they usually did.
"You seem to be getting into it." Spoke the voice of his girlfriend … next to his head … while he was kissing her … something wasn't adding up. "I hope you don't think you can leave me out of this."
"Wha…" He blinked a couple of times, looking at the figure in front of him….that wasn't Momo…that was Kyoka…who he was kissing on the lips…in front of his girlfriend.
"So kissing a girl on the lips is a wake up thing between you guys is it?" She smirked.
"AAAHHH!" He sat up quickly, waving his hands in panic. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I've been out of it for a few hours and I didn't see and-"
"Denki, it's been days." He blinked, slowly noticing they were back at the dorms. Must have been a bigger shock than he realized. "Iruma, Bakugo, and Ochaco managed to defeat Nine and Ten…although the exact how is a bit vague." Momo explained. "After the pros came to help with recovery, we were sent back to UA, where me and Kyoka started discussing important matters."
"Basically I got survivor high after Ten blew up the island." He blew up what? "So me and Momo got to talking, then we hugged, then it was … stuff." The girl blushed.
Denki slowly blinked… "Wait…you two…actually…." Conflicting feelings aside, it's not like he couldn't imagine it, but if that was the case, then why would they be here with him… "Is this real or am I still high on lightning?"
"Both. Most definitely both." Momo reaffirmed, wrapping him in her arms, her soft bosom being pressing hard against the back of his head. "So are you down for some post survivor cuddling with your girlfriends?" That was plural, somehow it was plural!
"Wait…why…how…?" He stuttered dumbly. How the fuck was this happening right now?!
"Easy there Jamming-Whey, it's not that difficult to understand." Kyoka used her jacks to rub his cheek. "Like I said, life's too short, so you gotta make the best of what you have before something turns it to shit."
"... Yeah, I'd like cuddling." He spoke in a high pitched voice. Two girls held a sandwich between them. If this was what getting a lightning bolt to the face gave him, he imagined taking on three at once.
"... Also 'by the power of greyskull', really?" Kyoka raised an eyebrow at him.
"Come on, that moment was perfectly gift wrapped for me. If I was going to die, I wanted to go out on a fun note." He grinned. "What would you have said?"
"Your plans are jack shit." Kyoka shrugged.
"I would have taken a line from Rin and said "Your heavens mean nothing in the face of my love", or something like that." Momo patted his head.
"I had to fall for a couple of dorks, didn't I?" Kyoka rolled her eyes with a smirk.