A Fall from Grace, and His Rise from Disgrace

Revenge Part Three

  Izuku sat on the bus, the grin still on his face, his eyes still focused on All Might sat at the front of the vehicle. His emerald eyes gleamed behind his mask.

  "I have a plan." Izuku muttered in Izumi's ear. "I'll let you know about it when we arrive."

  The ninth holder just grinned, flashing her brother a thumbs up.

  The bus eventually reached their exam area. It was a city layout, which was different to the other student's arenas. Izuku and Izumi facing off against All Might was sure to be a spectacle, so it had been saved for last.

  All Might got off of the bus and bulked up, flashing the students a smile.

  "Do your best, heroes." He said.

  All Might leapt off into the distance, far above the city.

  Izuku took off his mask and looked across at his sister.

  "Alright, so here's my plan. Nezu turn off the speakers, you wouldn't want to ruin the surprise."

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  Toshinori stood infront of the giant exit gate. The students could escape through there if they wanted, but he doubted his daughter would do that. She would want to prove herself against the symbol of peace. As for Izuku... Well, he didn't seem like he was planning on running away.

  The signal to start called out, giving All Might the cue he needed.

  The symbol of peace pulled his fist back, and let One for All flood through his body.

  "Detroit Smash!"

  The main road was obliterated in seconds, buildings sent flying everywhere.

  He only realized his mistake when the tons of rubble was encased in a green glow, and lifted off the ground.

  Said rubble was thrown back at him with reckless abandon.

  "Shit."

  All Might let One for All charge through him again and knocked the buildings aside, scattering concrete and brick around him. Those chunks were caught by the glow and held in place as more buildings and chunks of rubble were thrown at him from the front.

  It was only the many years of heroics that saved Toshinori in that moment. Feeling a presence to his left Toshinori twisted, just as an iron fist hammered into his side, just a few inches from his injury.

  A bead of sweat rolled down the symbol of peace's face.

  Izuku was stood there, the same gleam as before in his eyes. He grinned up at All Might.

  "I won't beat you as badly as Bakubitch."

  He threw his fist again, just scraping past Toshinori's old wound. The hero flinched.

  "But I'll get pretty damn close." The boy whispered.

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  It was a game of cat and mouse. Neither Izuku nor Izumi could hope to match Ass Might in sheer strength or experience, so they needed to use everything to their advantage.

  The idiot would probably go for intimidation over intelligence and create plenty of rubble for Yagi junior. Izumi would toss rubble at him, get him used to telekinetic attacks, and then she'd throw Izuku into the fray, hidden amongst the suspended rubble.

  All Might was a powerful combatant, but he relied on brute force to get the job done. He used no technique or strategy. He had learned no fighting style other than how to throw a proper punch.

  Izuku was the most skilled first year, his hand to hand on par with Eraserhead himself, his quirk techniques the most refined of 1A. His metal arm boosted his physical strength tremendously, greatly increasing his combat potential.

  Every punch All Might threw was deflected or redirected. Every blow dealt to All Might was crushingly strong, be it a steel fist or a concrete pillar.

  All Might could only try to block the flurry of blows Izuku dealt, while any counterattacks were dodged with terrifying ease on Izuku's part.

  All Might lost the fight the moment he concentrated fully on his former son. Izumi bolted into the fray, green lightning glittering around her as she leapt into the air beside All Might.

  The hero's eyes widened as he turned to his daughter, who was suspended in the air beside his head.

  The younger sibling sent a powerful kick into her father's face, sending him reeling back towards her brother.

  Izuku clenched his metal fist, the pistons whining dangerously. He grinned at the hero as he sent him through a brick wall and into a collapsed building.

  The whoosh of steam was the signal that alerted them of their victory.

  Izuku walked towards the building, his first step sending out a ripple that absorbed the rubble and repaired the road. The wave crawled up the damaged buildings and repaired any cracks that had formed. The obliterated buildings were reconstructed in seconds.

  Izuku entered the building that contained Yagi senior. The skinny man was laying out cold on the floor, a pair of large bruises forming on both sides of his face.

  The siblings cuffed the hero together and left the building, leaving the bound man in the middle of the room.

  Izuku looked back from the doorway, his eyes focused on the skeletal man.

  Dad, can I be a hero like All Might?

  No Izuku, it's far too dangerous. Heroes get hurt all the time, especially if their quirks aren't up to the task.

  Izuku turned away and left the testing grounds.

  He didn't look back.