>Ten | Teacher<

"This place is such a dump, honestly." Izuku tutted to himself as he stood in the ruins of Dagobah Beach, his arms are crossed in front of his torso, or kind of as the cast was still wrapped around one.

It's messy, mangled wires and broken pieces from cars, even some microwaves here and there. The pungent, metallic scent wafted through his nostrils and he held his breath for a moment longer in order to stop the smell from reaching his nose.

The sight of the site was unbearable to look at, the blue colour of the ocean had long been tainted by the messes of society illegal activities and the once clear sand had been riddled with nails and jagged edges of broken machinery.

He looked at his watch and frowned, it seemed he had been a bit too paranoid about being tardy and had ended up a bit too early. Still, he silently stood, exploring the beach for the time being as the sun shone onto his skin, gently warming him with their glorious rays.

If it hadn't been for the dump, it might have actually been a beautiful sight— albeit for the sickly grey colour of the ocean from human contamination. But alas, the vivid colours of the beach had been dulled down by the very people who use to admire their beauty.

3:46 pm.

Time had passed through and Izuku stood alone in the beach with his hands in his pocket, his eyes glanced across the plane of the disaster but quickly passed over a silhouette of a man he seemed to recognise.

His eyes adjusted, and much to his dismay, he'a greeted with Toshinori Yagi.

"Hello, Yagi. Pleasure seeing you here." He seethed through his teeth with a faux smile plastered onto his face.

"Young Midoriya, it's nice seeing you too." He ignored the false persona of the boy— though his ill intent was clear as day— and returned with a greeting of his own as he approached him.

"And what brings you to this dump?"

"I was trying to take a refreshing route and what's best than through a beach?"

"You're leaning on garbage." Izuku quirked an eyebrow towards the fridge Toshinori leant against and embarrassingly pulled away whilst clearing his throat. "And it stinks here, do you not have any sense of smell?"

Brushing his slender finger underneath his nose, Yagi let out a soft chuckle. "My nose is very well functioning right now, but I came here to think is more of an appropriate explanation."

"Okay, that's nice. Real nice." Izuku acted intrigued, voice laced with heavy sarcasm. He dug underneath his nails and flicked the dirt haphazardly to the side.

"Not going to question me?"

"No needed, not all answers are the ones I want." He smiled sickly and turned to his watch.

"Waiting for someone?"

Izuku doesn't like conversing with the man, but better than standing in silence for the rest of the day. "Yes, but he sure was specific with his message." Izuku rolled his eyes back and grunted, a small scoff left his throat when he had remembered the request.

"Care to enlighten me as to whom it may be, my boy?"

Izuku blinked and exhaustedly grunted once more with a hand on his head, "I am not your boy, Yagi, I reject you as my mentor, I reject you as a whole. You're lucky that I managed to be a hero despite you crushing my spirit. With my quirk showing up, I could've very well have been a villain, so don't push your luck."

Toshinori blinked and sheepishly itched the back of his neck, seeming to understand what the boy meant, "then is Young Midoriya fine?" He's clearly bothered by the prior statement and is acknowledging the invisible boundaries.

"No need to add young, Midoriya is fine." He checked his watch and looked around once again before staring back at the frail man.

"Midoriya then." He said awkwardly, as if he was used to calling every youngster with young at the beginning. He cleared his throat and continued despite tense atmosphere, "why would your friend bring you here?"

"You tell me." He lied with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Right... I also happened to notice some scarred tissue on your body, it didn't seem to be scars from the fight."

He felt a smile come on but instead replaced it with fake solemnity, "y-you wouldn't believe me if I told you where I got it from." He itched the back of his palm and glanced across to the horizon of the sea.

"I'm willing to lend an ear." He said and Izuku bit his lips in false agony before beginning his statement.

"An older friend of mine. One day he got his quirk and I didn't get mine so we split up, he never let me hear the end of it in all honesty. He bullied me as a child, using my body as a punching bag." Izuku stated, staring at the sky and letting the wind blow down on him. He didn't want to reveal it as Katsuki yet, only to hint at it.

"I know how that feels."

Izuku blinked at the new piece of information, staring at the man with somewhat of a dazed expression.

"My quirk didn't manifest due to my body structure, I had to get super strong before my body allowed me to use it. I think it was some sort of a way so that my limbs wouldn't fly off when I used it." Toshinori said, twisting the truth to his liking, and not revealing the true way of how he obtained his quirk. "I was essentially quirkless."

Izuku chuckled coldly but no amusement was expressed, "had you given up on your dream? Despite what others told you."

"No. I looked forward and persevered through it, my case may not have been as extreme since there were a lot higher quirkless people around generations back, but it still does sting."

"And you dare tell me to give up?"

"I didn't think you'd develop a quirk. I can't base emotions on truth. It would've been impossible."

"Still, hadn't stopped you, as a quirkless person. I'm leaving." He climbed through the small mountain of trash and slid down, avoiding any sharp items, hiding behind one of the abandoned refrigerators before leaping on the ground and checking his watch.

His foot tapped in sync with the ticking of the clock until the minute hand struck twelve, signalling four-o'clock's beginning.

Then things turn dark and Izuku found himself falling.

Yagi looked at the empty space where Izuku was and reeled back confusedly, "I'm sure I had saw him climb over here." He said as he lightly jogged over to the area where Izuku had disappeared off to. Luckily, he hadn't spotted the portal.

"Oof." Izuku sat on the floor, wincing at the pain in his hands and trying to shake off the feeling of numbness all over his body. "Gee, thanks for the heads-up." He had gotten up from his position and is face to face with Tomura.

"Make sure to take things seriously. He expects highly of you, be sure not to disappoint." He rasped and Izuku nodded at him, taking in the seriousness of the situation.

"Alright, what do I do? Just talk?" Izuku asked but Tomura stayed silent as he dragged Izuku from behind him through the maze of hallways.

Then he stood at the foot of the door, though it towered menacingly over him, it still hadn't had any real distinct features compared to the others he had passed.

"Be careful, Sensei is a man with no mercy despite how his attitude may be. Don't lower your guard and play around with him." He spoke with caution, but nothing to fear.

Izuku heeded his warnings, not wanting to suffer a fate of death from a man he has never seen.

He entered through the doors, he expected some heavier security, but all he saw was a man with no eyes sitting on a chair with multiple medical equipments placed over his body. It doesn't leave much of an impression on him as he had thought.

Then a cold chuckle escaped his throat and he turned towards Izuku's direction, "such a baffled expression."

Izuku blinked, confused as he slowed down his approach to the man to stand in front of him, a look of surprise plastered on his face as he faced the faceless man on the chair.

"That a quirk of yours?" Asked Izuku, fiddling with his hands and staring curiously at the man in front of him.

"Why yes, I can get a general gist of your emotions and take the corresponding facial expression to match your own. You must be Izuku." He asked— or stated without a smidge of hesitation.

Izuku didn't like the level of familiarity he was trying to reach in such a long time, it slightly nerves him as the man spoke out to him with his deep, husked voice.

"One and only." Izuku greeted, "and you're All For One?"

"Please... call me Sensei." He smirked and stared at the boy, "I've heard a lot about you, from your notebooks to your quirk development I'm actually impressed by the risks you've taken."

"If provided more equipment and time I could do much better than forcing a quirk to awaken. Biology is my forte— and I don't just mean basic middle school stuff— I had studied everything ahead but so limited with... legality of my actions. There's only so much I can get away with by calling it a prank or school experimentation." Izuku scoffed and that had the seated man laugh dryly at his response.

"You're a witty one, aren't you?" Responded All For One moving a clenched fist to his cheek to lean upon as he stared at the general area Izuku stood.

Izuku smiled at the man, "it's the only way I can keep a conversation rolling. But... in all seriousness I am curious why you demanded to see me."

"Demanded?" He chimed in intrigued.

"Tomura told me you wanted to see me so soon, he had told me just a few hours ago." Izuku scoffed and the man had laughed at the humour.

"I'm not so demanding, I requested for you and Tomura always manages to get me my client on the day of when requested. I can be patient."

"Well, the Tomura had demanded." Izuku corrected himself and itched his nose.

"He speaks highly of your intellect, so I assume you're not just boosting your own ego."

"I'd never, knowledge is key and whomever said ignorance is bliss clearly never learnt anything in his life." Izuku bit into his bottom lip and tensed his body— though it was still irritable to his arm and leg.

"Earlier, you mentioned something about lack of equipment, how you can one up yourself if given the right items, please, elaborate on that, I found myself quite interested." All For One requested and Izuku nodded, recalling his prior statement.

"You're aware everything's coded, from my green eyes, to the intricacy of my fingerprint everything had been coded that way by our genes, and on the news we've found links in quirks— fire quirks from two unrelated people are to have specific section of code found within one another. Same goes for water and earth and all the other quirks which have some semblance, the only different thing is the rest of it, but another study shows that the rest of the code is where it can be produced."

"Elaborate." All For One asked.

"I breathe fire, my DNA will have the gene that codes for fire— just as any other person, and it's produced from my mouth so the rest codes for where it comes out from and how it's produced. I believed that I could've possibly coded— it may have taken a while, a decade or even a century— so I decided against it. And I have knowledge but no experiences as we as the fact... I'd rather not experiment something so risky on myself."

"You drank some homemade chemicals made from a makeshift lab in your room."

"Scars heal and coding needs to be perfect, there can't be any rooms for outliers, one faulty code ruins the entire operation plus I'd have to manage it whilst unconscious." Izuku shrugged but his stomach gurgled at the thought of drinking chemicals ever again.

"Very well, though I can't say I believe you can do something like that."

"I understand your doubt, hearing the words from my own mouth I still doubt myself, but it wasn't as though I was crazy enough to think of an entirely new quirk like water, I would've wanted fire to avoid complications— think about it like this, the gene was always there but dormant— so you needed to activated it, which is why you sometimes get seven, heck even twelve year olds, getting a quirk at such an unorthodox age through stress. It triggers hormones and your body wants you to have the best chance at survival."

"What do you think of someone getting a new quirk entirely or someone being able to take one away?" He asked Izuku with interest.

Izuku pondered on for a while before speaking, "if were talking the way I am, years and years, even with the dormant gene and activating it without any trigger is hard enough as it is."

"And if a quirk could do such a thing, would you believe such a thing?"

Izuku stared at the man hard, "y-you have that quirk... don't you?" He had his revelation.

"Oh, and what would bring that on?"

"Well, whilst you indulge in my entertaining remarks, you tend to stay focus on the task at hand... that and your name is All For One."

His laugh echoed through the empty room and Izuku is extremely nerved by his voice, it frightens him and he felt frigid at its freezing, cold tone. It doesn't stop and Izuku felt an escalation of his adrenaline run through his blood.

"Say do you work well in a team?"

"If the person is bearable I can always fake companionship." He joked to him with a faux smile on his face once more.

"I'd like for you to meet— preferably in your own time— one of my other top scientist. He works at a small clinic, Shizuoka Clinic I think it was called."

"Oh, I know where that is. I was... diagnosed there." Izuku admitted sheepishly, his hand itching the back of his neck.

"You'll work in his care whenever you are free, try not to dwell on friendships at your school. They'll come and go, but this will be forever."

Izuku smiled at the man in front of him, "yes All For— actually... yes, Sensei."

Izuku could kind of see why Tomura had admired him to such a high level.

"You may leave, but bring Tomura in."

"Yes, Sensei."

Izuku left the cold room into a much warmer, radiated hallways and approached Tomura. "Sensei wants to speak with you."

Nodding at him, Tomura entered quietly, not cautiously out if fear but out of respect to bother the man in the littlest way possible. "Sensei, what is it you need?"

"Izuku is unaware of my interventions... right Tomura?" Questioned All for One, Tomura nodded at the man to confirm.

"I'd like to keep it that way, all he knows is that his wacky science experiment managed to work, and when necessary I'll tell him of my meddling affairs."

"It might get into his head."

"It could've triggered so it works well in my stance... but he seemed to lack confidence— like this is just a facade."

"Should I eradicate him?"

"No, it's just his confidence, but he never hesitated in giving any information to me, that's some level of trust I can ignore. I'll dispose of him as soon as I catch drift of it all." Smiled All For One, his head facing the closed doors in front of him.

<Ten | Teacher>

"Hmm, let me check my wattpad, I've done all my revision."
27k
*FALLS OUT OF CHAIR WITH SPIT TAKE*

Holy molybdenite how did that even happen, I'm happy but I... how? ('⊙ω⊙')
Thanks for everyone who read this, I enjoyed reading through comments, that was so fun.

So yeah... Izuku didnt earn his powers his way and All For One is having doubts :^]