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Act 1 - Legacy

Chapter 2 - Observation

Location: National Hakone Hospital , Odawara, Kanagawa Prefecture Date: 10/08/2122 Time: 1834 hrs

Yagi Toshinori, better known by his codename ‘All Might’, had been summoned by the current principal of UA and his friend Nedzu to join him on an investigation of an unknown energy surge that had occurred in one of the national parks. Incidentally, a young boy, Midoriya Izuku, had been admitted to a hospital after he was knocked unconscious with a strange tattoo burnt into the skin of his belly.

What he hadn’t planned on was meeting a seven year old boy with a bright mind, a big heart and even bigger dreams.

While Nedzu tackled the parents, Toshinori spoke with Izuku. Who was also a fanboy , given how a big and bright smile adorned Izuku’s face, his eyes shining.

Once they got the conversation started after a few false starts, stutters and mumbles (and how on Earth did a seven year old figure out that his Texas Smash created a pressure wave to disable opponents? Or be used in rescue efforts to stop fires from spreading?) the fact that the boy, all of seven, idolised him to the point that he wished to emulate Toshinori’s example of a hero, humbled him.

One who is in it, not for money, not for the glory, but to protect others. To give hope and be a symbol that others rallied around when the standard for rallying against the evil that plagued the world was raised. 

A Symbol of Peace.

Big heart, bright mind and bigger dreams.

A dream for peace.

If Nana had been here, she would have been besotted with the boy. Especially since he embodied the very dream that her lineage had safeguarded, dating back to prehistory, well before the Storm.

She said it was a way of life, based on a philosophy that pre-dated modern society and the advent of quirks. A philosophy based on the precept of building an understanding with others around you on a spiritual level.

She called it ninshu .

Many records had been lost, and much that remained elevated the persons of that period to godhood.

Chūjitsuna Sagi-Shi, the Trickster God of Regrets, he who watched over the dead and punished the wicked.

Sen No Kagami, the Goddess of Illusions and her departed mate, Moeru hi no Kaze, the Lord of Ash and Fire.

Tekketsu No Seishun, the Youthful God of Spring, who never gives in, even when facing certain doom.

Saku Hana No Iyashi, the Goddess of Flowers and the Mind, who could pierce the veil of men's hearts to see the truth.

Tsuyo-sa to Yutaka-Sa No Yamanokami, the God of Strength and Bounty, He whose table is never empty, equally generous with sharing his strength and his table with those who need it.

Hi to Kage no Akuma, the Lord of Shadows and Fire, known for his keen strategic intellect and his strength of will.

Kaze No Sasayaki, the Wind Goddess, mate of the Shadow God, who could strike down her opponents with three strikes.

Tetsu No Ishi No Ame, the Goddess of the Forge, who's armoury could be used as a rain of steel.

Tekketsu no Ketsui no Natsu, the Summer God of Tenacity, disciple of the God of Spring. The two were so similar that people considered them to be the same deity.

Ōkamiinu no Kami, the Hunting Dog God, he who would enter the battlefield, commanding the Wild.

Chishiki no Kabutomushi, the wise Beetle God, keeper of knowledge and guardian of the young.

Subete no Chūibukai Tsuki, the Moon Goddess, known both for her beauty and strength, the standard for all Yamato Nadeshiko.

Sakura no Iyashi No Kaze, the Healer Goddess of the Cherry Trees, known to bring the dead to life and reduce mountains to dust.

Inazuma no ikari, the Lightning Demon of Wrath, her mate, guardian of all, haunting the wastelands between worlds, protecting all.

And the head of the pantheon and their leader, Tsudzurao no Kitsune Majin, the Guardian Fox Demon God. The strongest of all, who held the world on his shoulders as he guarded all who came under his gaze.

Nana, during his time under her tutelage shared her stories. Legends, myths. All having a hidden lesson beneath the epic battles and the power that could remake the land.

Underneath the underneath she called it.

A lesson that served him well in his ongoing hunt for All for One.

One of the things she mentioned in her legends was how great demons were trapped, controlled and weaponised by humans. How the power trapped within them drove them to madness.

Toshinori tightened his fists as he realised that there was more to the legends than mere stories. And that Young Midoriya could potentially be in danger from his enemy, should he ever realise that such power existed.

“So, you’re saying that our Izuku is a ...what, a genetic throwback?” asked Inko-san, her voice a combination of confused and concerned. The woman was a strong one. While it was obvious that she was worried for her son, she was putting on a brave front for him.

Considering that she had to look after a son who was Quirkless (and how Toshinori hated that he had to hide behind a mask to conceal his own lack of a Quirk. How he wished he could cast aside this mask, this role that he had to hide behind, unable to champion them), and deal with society's scorn of her and the effects of the casual prejudice that her son was suffering under (and while Toshinori wasn't a psychiatrist, only a truly unfeeling person would be unable to see that Young Midoriya had been bullied and humiliated for his lack of a Quirk), while still raising a kind, intelligent boy with the heart of a hero?

That made her special in his eyes.

“Why yes indeed! My mentor, who should be arriving soon, is an expert in this matter. He not only will be helping your son here in unlocking his power, he will also guide his development. The beauty of this power is that it is vastly more flexible and has far more applications than Quirks!" enthused Nedzu, very chirpy from….wait a minute. His mentor?!

"Nedzu? Are you saying….?" Toshinori started, just as Hisashi-san asked.

"What is this power called, if it's not a Quirk?"

"It is called chakra" spoke a voice as the door to the ward opened, a figure framed in it.

"W...who are you?" asked Izuku, his voice shaky from concern. 

"Call me ...The Doctor" the figure said, their voice amused. 

"Like the TV show! Doctor Who!" Izuku exclaimed happily, his eyes shining in glee.

"Why yes indeed! I, like the protagonist, like to go about the world righting wrongs and can adopt many faces. But I, unlike him, use both my brains and brawn to solve problems. And I am your new teacher now, if your parents consent" they said, looking at the parents in question for consent. The two parents shared a speaking look between the two of them, a whole conversation happening through just a meeting of their eyes. A twitch of their lips, a flutter of eyelids, small microexpressions that helped them convey things that words would be insufficient for.  They shifted to look at Izuku, who was doing a very good impression of green eyed, excited Labrador puppy. 

When Inko-san sighed and nodded, The Doctor smiled. It wasn’t a very nice smile. It was the kind that sent every single sensible sentient running.

“But, I want your word, that my son will not come to any harm under your care. I want an exact breakdown of what his power, this chakra is. What it costs him. How and who are training him. And if so much as a hair on his head is hurt, I will find you and end you. Are we clear? ” said Inko-san, her voice steel. And that explained from whom Young Izuku inherited his morals.

The Doctor slowly blinked, the smile wiped from their face like the breath off a razor. 

A strained silence permeated the room as The Doctor looked at Inko-san, who was trembling with fear, but glaring defiantly at them. As Nedzu made to speak, a hand was waved at him, cutting him off.

“Midoriya-san, I guarantee you this. Not only will your son come to no harm under my care, I will ensure that no one, short of the Rikudō Sennin himself, could go toe to toe with him. That is my promise to you. And to quote a young man who inspired me to be a better man, I never go back on my word. That is my ninja way” they said, their voice earnest. The change, from commanding to well ...pleading was not something that Toshinori had not expected.

“Just to additionally assure you, my motivation is simple. Redemption . By helping him, I can allow my soul some peace. So, please allow me this opportunity” they said, their voice conveying their sincerity.

“Very well. We consent” Hisashi-san said, after a quick, wordless conversation between him and Inko-san occured.

“Wonderful! As I say, no time like the present” they fixed their eyes on Izuku, who looked ready to vibrate out of his skin in excitement “So, my young student, attend ”

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