…

 

What the hell was that?!

 

I thought as I looked at Midoriya.

 

That wasn’t part of the story..

 

Shit! That means..!

 

Before I could reach a conclusion, something caught my eye.

 

It was All Might he had blood coming out of his mouth, and steam was coming out from his body.

 

He’s about to..!

 

I immediately went and picked him up.

 

There’s gonna be a lot of problems if they see him in that state.

 

I thought to myself as I used my quirk to carry the injured All Might.

 

“Oi! What are you doing..!”

 

“A-All Might!”

 

Screams could be heard from the crowd, as they watched me pick up their ‘Symbol of Peace’.

 

Death Arms, one of the heroes in charge, tried to grab me before I could get away, but to no avail.

 

Surprisingly, All Might was staying quiet, whether it’d be because of exhaustion or not, it’s a good thing he’s not causing a ruckus.

 

I quickly used my quirk to fling me up in the air, landing on top of a building.

 

I kept on running without looking back.

…

 

Midoriya had made that ‘thing’ on a whim.

 

Ever since that day, he realized that he didn’t have to stay down.

 

Support Items.

 

He doesn’t have a quirk, so why not make something.

 

He remembered that man’s mallet, to this day it was still imprinted into his mind.

 

The size, the intricate designs, he could remember everything to a tee.

 

Midoriya never thought that he would see him again.

 

The person who saved him when he was a child.

 

The one that changed his views on his own capabilities.

 

It was the same, the black costume, he couldn’t spot the big mallet he had.

 

But he knew he was the same person.

 

He remembered that moment vividly, the man wasn’t flashy by any means.

 

It was as if the mallet did all the work for him.

 

He thought what it would be like, if he also had a weapon, would he be able to become a hero?

 

That’s when he decided, instead of focusing on things that couldn’t be changed, he focused on other things.

 

But as a student, he couldn’t quite get access to the stuff he needs.

 

So he decided on making simple things, ‘Ice Bombs’ as he calls it.

 

By putting dry ice and water in a water bottle, and sealing it tight, you could make a simple bomb that just needs a little timing to use.

 

 

Good thing he had spare bits of dry ice in a little baggie that he bought.

 

Being quirkless was hard, his dreams being crushed, being looked down upon, knowing that he couldn’t do anything about it, hurt.

 

So now that he found a chance he’ll never let it go.

 

S-Someday.. I’ll make a support item for All Might..!

 

…

 

I was currently on the roof of a random building.

 

Things have changed..

 

I thought, recalling the battle earlier.

 

In my hands was a shriveled up All Might.

 

This should be enough.

 

I thought as I put him down.

 

I quickly made my way home, but..

 

“You.. Where...?”

 

All Might stood up as he looked at me.

 

Ah..

 

He then looked at me and him.

 

Realizing he was in his Small Might form, he immediately bulked up, and acted as if nothing happened.

 

“A-AH! I’m sorry! No more autographs today, young man!”

 

He exclaimed, as he readied himself to leave.

 

If things did change.. 

 

Then I should..

 

I thought as I called out to All Might.

 

“Wait!”

 

All Might nervously looks back.

 

Hoohhhh…

 

I readied myself.

 

Hope this works..

 

“One For All..”

 

I said as I looked him in the eye.

 

His eyes widened at my words.

 

“Y-You..!”

 

“I can help you find a successor.”