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Hello my dear readers ❤️

So, a few of you wanted me to write the part where All Might meets Izuku, the sludge villain incident and All Might offers his quirk.
This will consist of three parts and hopefully, the past before the GC ( especially with All Might and Bakugou) becomes clear after this.
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Bright emerald orbs glistened with unshed tears, flickering between the blurry image of an almost empty classroom and three vague silhouettes contrasting the pale ivory wall. Loud and obnoxious cackles and jabs permeated the numbing silence of the deserted edifice, mockery- their language.

His bushy hair bobbed slowly as a dark sleeved hand reached up to wipe the traitorous salty liquid that seeped through his closed eyes. Small sniffles accompanied by shivers racked his body, making the trio laugh at his helplessness.

"Oi Deku! Don't even dare to dream about entering UA. I'll kill you" The red eyed kingpin of the jerks hissed, letting his smirk convey the underlying sincerity of his threat.

The brown haired boy next to him slung his backpack on his shoulder and let out a bark of laughter, "Useless Deku thinks he can become a hero?" He snorted "you can't even become a janitor!"

"You're just a waste of space" the third boy added with a sickening giggle.

Izuku's eyes watered again, hands clasping the side of his torso where the brunette had kicked him. Bakugou Katsuki was smirking, oblivious to the greenette's pain.

"Come on, extras" he tch'd at the end "I'm going away from this piece of shit"

Izuku flinched slightly at the sudden sound of footsteps. Bakugou and his minions were clever enough to not leave any physical traces of abuse.

"Oh, Deku" Bakugou craned his head to look at the whimpering broccoli, a smug look on his face, "If you want to become a hero so bad, there is an easy way to do that"

Izuku's eyes shot up to meet the burning scarlet depths. Maybe, just maybe there was a trace of the little Kacchan he used to dream of becoming heroes with. Maybe after all this time, Kacchan could say something motivating.

"Pray that you get a quirk in the next life and take a swan dive off the roof "

Silence

Deafening silence

Katsuki's eyes widened in absolute horror, face losing all traces of colour as he realised what he had said. The two minions stared at the ash blonde, disbelief etched on their faces. Katsuki's heartbeat sped up, a thick lump constricting his throat as he slowly turned to face Izuku.

The wide sparkling eyes were now hooded and lifeless. An endless void appeared in the dull Sacramento depths, a void that led nowhere. Freckled face that rivalled sunshine- now the darkside of the moon. Izuku stood up, bag in a death grip in his arms. He let his feet drag him out of the classroom while the horrified trio watched with fear and confusion.

"Oi D-Deku" Bakugou called out, breathing slightly ragged in shock due to his own words.

There was no Deku. No, he was Midoriya Izuku.

As the greenette continued walking, Katsuki snapped out of his stupor and stormed behind him, placing a firm smokey hand on the greenette's shoulder, eliciting a shaky sigh from the latter's almost chapped lips.

"De-"

"Hands off, Bakugou" the dead and hollow voice rasped. As the baffled blonde lifted his hand, Izuku started walking again, not even sparing a glance at the shocked yet fuming blonde or his concerned minions.

"T-that was t-too far man" was the last thing Izuku heard before exiting the building. He gently grabbed his soaked notebook from the koi pond and shook it before dumping it in his bag.

That day…

That very day- Kacchan had died.

Bakugou Katsuki had successfully and brutally killed Kacchan.
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'I can't die! Not yet!' Izuku screamed mentally as the disgusting sludge entered his throat 'I- I can't… I can still become a hero! A-and mom needs me!'

The sludge cackled louder with each passing second, "Oh, a fighter! Strong body too! Such a good meat shield"

Black spots danced in Izuku's vision, ears ringing as he slowly faded from consciousness. The last thing he heard before blacking out was a loud yet muffled "Smash"

Izuku's POV

I woke up to something or someone? Slapping my cheek. I opened my eyes slowly, groaning in pain after the whole tiring ordeal. Guess what? I was met with the creepy smiling face of All Might. I quickly crawled back in shock as he stared into my soul with those weirdly shadowed eyes of his. Was he the one slapping my cheek? Ow, that stung.

"A-All Might!" I spluttered.

"HA HA HA! THANK GOD! I THOUGHT I LOST YOU THERE FOR A SECOND!"

I blinked and blinked again. What the heck happened to immediate victim safety protocols?

"Uh… how, um, how long was I out?"

"FIVE MINUTES, MY BOY! BUT DO NOT FEAR BECAUSE… I AM H-"

"Uh, what happened to the sludge?"

He looked like a kicked puppy for a second after I interrupted his famous line but grinned again.

"I HAVE CAUGHT THE VILLAIN-" he waved the soda bottles filled with fungi green sludge, ew! I officially hate Sodas- "AND I'M GOING TO MAKE HIM PAY FOR HIS CRIMES! HA HA HA"

"Oh! Thanks fo-"

"I EVEN SIGNED YOUR BOOK!"

"Oh. Anyway tha-"

"WELL, MY BOY!-" Did he hold a grudge of some sort? Wait, why am I being so salty? Ugh whatever, I feel like shit. "I NEED TO GO NOW! GOOD-"

"All Might!" He looked at me, slightly surprised by my almost commanding tone "Thank you for saving me and for signing my book but I need to ask you something"

I could see almost negligibly faint white fumes emanating from his body and he looked almost… scared? Weird.

"I AM SORRY, KID! A PRO HERO HAS A LOT TO DO! I MUST BE OFF!" He yelled, doing some extremely out-of-context stretching before he shot up into the sky.

The wind feels nice.

Shit. I am clutching onto his leg.

Well, it's not everyday that you meet someone who might have answers for your queries, right? I just HAVE to ask him. I know he'll believe in me because he's the symbol of peace. Just.. just his words and Bakugou can go bury himself in the dirt.

"YOUNG MAN!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! LET GO!"

Is he for real?

"If I let go now, I'll fall to my death!"

"OH, RIGHT. HOLD ON TIGHT!" Idiot.

A few second later, we landed on the rooftop of a VERY tall building. I immediately let go of his legs and rolled onto the floor.

"THAT WAS VERY RECKLESS, MY BOY! I KNOW YOU'RE A FANBOY BUT THIS IS JUST TOO MUCH" He reprimanded me. I looked down and rolled my eyes. Yeah, as if. If it was Eraserhead, he'd have at least followed the standard procedures to make sure I was safe. You just slapped me and flew away.

"All Mig-"

"Please knock on that door and get down safely. I need to go now" he replied with a sigh. No yelling?

"N-no All Might! I need to ask you something!"

"Look, Young ma-"

"PLEASE!" I yelled and he looked at me in surprise "I just.. I just need to know. I need to hear it from you"

He frowned and sighed again "Make it quick, kid"

"C-can I become a hero, even without a quirk?" I asked calmly, looking at my hands "I-I've always dreamed of becoming a hero, someone who can save everyone with a smile. Nobody believes me except my mom. Pl-please All Might. I need to know… CAN I BECOME A HERO WITHOUT A QUIRK?"

I looked up only to stumble back in shock at the sight of a skinny man with blonde hair and odd bangs on his face. He was…. spitting blood? Wait.. it's the fumes! This is.. This is All Might?!

"A-All Might?! Wha- what happened? Is that re-really you?"

"Indeed, it is I, All Might, Young man"

I felt a lump in my throat "What happened?"

The skinny blonde sighed and sat down, leaning against the concrete railing. "Do you know how people hold in their gut at the pool? My form is kinda like that. Unfortunately I cannot maintain my muscle form-" He lifted his shirt to reveal a huge wound "- five years ago, an enemy did this to me. My entire digestive system nearly destroyed and my stomach had to be removed. I've wasted away due to the after effects of surgery. I can only maintain my muscle form for about three hours a day"

"A-All Might" was all I could mumble. The symbol of peace was dying.

"Young man" he called, looking up at me after a moment of thought "why do you want to be a hero!?"

"I-" I gulped. No one's ever asked me that before and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. "I want to save people, All Might. I want to save everyone with a smile. I want to become a beacon of hope for those who seek solace in heroes, to help everyone irrespective of their quirks. I want to become a hero who can reshape society into one where no one feels left out. I want to help those who need it- everyone, because they deserve it"

I saw him smile and it was relieving. But soon, his face turned into a slightly hesitant yet sad one.

"Young man, that is indeed an admirable goal. I appreciate your ideals. But I cannot simply say that you can become a hero without a quirk. Pro Heroes are always put in danger where even the most powerful of quirks fail. It's basically signing a death warrant for those without a quirk. To dream is one thing and to do is another. I'm sorry, young man but it's too dangerous. Why don't you try to become a police officer or a doctor? Those are respectable occupations for someone with rich ideals like you" he said and I felt my heart shatter. No, he is just looking out for my safety. He's not wrong but.. it hurts. "I'm truly sorry, Young man. Stay safe" he mumbled in a tone I recognised as sadness. And just like that, he jumped off the building in his muscle form, leaving me on the roof.