(Background info!! I am obviously mixing up the timeline for this chapter, so don't come at my throat for inaccuracy!)

"If you want a quirk so much why don't you take a swan dive off the roof! Maybe then you'll get one in your next life."

"Villain attack on 23 west avenue leaves death in its footsteps as mother Midoriya Inko was found dead on sight. Son Midoriya Izuku is still missing."

"The search for Midoriya Izuku still runs dry after 6 months, authorities are still trying to do everything they can. If you have any information regarding the whereabouts of this child, contact police immediately."

"Midoriya Izuku pronounced dead after 14 months of missing. A service will be held..."

Almost 5 years ago from today All Might messed up terribly while apprehending a slime villain. The number one hero let his guard down and let the villain go, which resulted in the Midoriya household to fall victim of an attack. Bakugou could remember that day vividly. His mother was not in any way an emotional woman. She was like him, rough on the outside. It was his dad who shed enough tears for the two of them. So, when Katsuki came downstairs one night and found his mother in tears on the living room floor with his father consoling her, he knew something terrible had to have happened. It seemed unreal. The cops flooded his street. There were search parties. No one could find him Suddenly school seemed quiet. Not in the sense of volume, but something was missing.

He passed the entrance exams with flying colors, even 'accidently' saving a floaty extra, she was just in his way. The class was infectious, leaching onto him in a proclaimed 'Baku-squad', which consisted of Shitty Hair, Pinky, Soy Sauce, Dunce face and himself. They refused to leave his side despite his threats to kick their ass. But it was nice in a way, their energy reminded him of....

Him

The bus ride to the off-campus training ground is one filled with the tension of laughter and excitement. School has only started for about a month and all the students have not really gotten a chance to interact with each other. Even so, everyone is excited to finally have some time to talk before the real action starts. Most of the students are gathered in the middle of the bus, Bakugo choosing to seat at the back of the bus as he leaned against the window.

In times like this his mind always managed to wander to the green haired boy of his childhood. Of where he would be if he were alive, if he was alive. Would he attend UA like him, even if he was quirkless? Would they hate each other. Would they have gotten over their feud... no... Bakugou didn't deserve that. With Deku gone he began to realize how terrible he treated him. Then Aunty Inko's death...

He stopped his mind from wandering too far as Dunce Face and Shitty Hair invaded his privacy "So Bakugou are you excited for the training today!" Blondie jabbed his side with his shoulder "Fuck off Dunce Face" I spat, causing Shitty Hair to grin "I hope Aizawa takes it easy on us I'm still sore from yesterday's training..." their voices begun to drown out into background eyes

Kacchan! Wait up!

Wow Kacchan You're so strong! When I get my quirk, I'm gonna be just as strong as you! Strong like All Might!

The class arrives at the location with Pro-hero Thirteen to greet them. The class goes wild with excitement the moment they realize who was their third instructor for the day.

"Thirteen, where's All Might? He was supposed to meet us here." Aizawa asks, walking up to the pro-hero. Thirteen whispers something into Aizawa's ear and the two sigh and straighten their backs.

"It can't be helped, let's begin." Aizawa says and Thirteen gathers in front of them. "Hm, before we start the class, I'd like to say one thing... or two, or three, four, five..." Bakugo furrows his eyebrows and the class shakes their head. "Everyone, I am sure you're aware of my quirk – Black Hole. I can suck up anything and everything and turn it into dust. However, it is a power that can kill easily." Bakugo looks up to see the hero, flinching at the words.

A quirk that can kill easily... like his own.

"In a superhuman society, personal quirks have been certified and regulated stringently, so that doesn't seem to be a problem at first glance. However, please do not forget that there are many quirks that could easily kill with one wrong step." Bakugo swallows a lump in his throat. "With Aizawa's personal fitness test, you were able to figure out the possibilities of your quirks. With All Might's combat training test, you experienced how dangerous it is to use your powers against others. With Midnight's teamwork combat class, you learned how to hone your own quirks and how it is compatible to others". Uraraka nodded, looking at Iida and Kirishima.

"All right. let's start the class-" before Aizawa can finish his sentence, the overhead lights of USJ blink and go off. An air of tension fills the air and Aizawa is the first to react to it with his experience as a pro-hero all these years. Something black appears in the middle of the open space, a wormhole of sorts as a hand crawls out of it. Bakugo flinches at the sight, surely this wasn't part of the training... right?

"Is this a part of the training Aizawa-sensei?" Ida asked, posture stiffer than usual, already on guard. Now looking at their teacher, he could see why Ida was acting hesitant, Aizawa looked defensive, taken aback. "Gather together immediately! Thirteen protect the students!" He shouts as he takes a protective stance in front of the class, support dear ready.

Someone crawls out of the dark, a figure with white hair and baggy clothes, a... palm covering his face. More figures emerge looking as vile and deformed as the next. They were villains. Real villains in UA. However, they seemed passive like they were waiting for a signal to attack. The man with the hands on his body turned to the portal, watching the last two make it through. I tall man emerged, body made of a mist like the portal, that must be the one controlling it. Next to him.... green. There in front of the multiple villains scattered; a boy his age with the same face from five years ago, as if he did not age in the past five years. Though even if he looked the same, Bakugo knew he was no longer the same innocent childhood friend he once knew.

He stood out like a sore thumb amongst the crowd of villains. Unlike them he wore simple gray hoodie and sweatpants, looking casual and collected. Slowly the green haired boy made his way to the front of the pack "Tomura. Where's All Might? I thought you told me he would be here." Even his voice was different, colder. "I don't know... our intel might have been wrong. It seems there's only 2 pros and children. Do you want to stay and play or do you want Kurogiri to bring you home?" The man with the hands asked "Yeah... I'm not interested. Kill them all. Bring me Erasers head as a present Tomu?" He smirked, Tomura grinned "Of course little prince."

Bakugou took a step forward, then two, soon he was pushing past Aizawa, a far away look in his eyes. Deku. Deku. He was alive. He was a villain. He was captured. "OI DEKU! GET BACK HERE YOU BASTARD!" He shouted. Kirishima and Kaminari both grabbed Bakugou by the shoulders in a weak attempt to restrain him "Bro you can go running to a villain! Do you know him?" Kirishima asked, a sense of panic in his voice

The green haired villain stopped dead in his track, turning back to the students. His eyes held a wild look in them, face twisted into a smile. "Kacchan... its you. This- "He laughed, hand covering his mouth "This is great! How long has it been Kacchan? How is your mom? How's your dad? I'm surprised to see you here! Small world... you...you made me very happy..." he laughed, shadows surrounding his body as he looked up at the blonde with wild green eyes "Now I have someone to play with. Do they know Kacchan?" He laughed

"What is he talking about Bakugou? How are you affiliated with this criminal?" Aizawa had a hard but confused look in his eyes until his body seized up, dropping to the floor. He couldn't move. He could barely breathe. "Don't interrupt me Eraser. This is me and Kacchan's business. You wont ruin this for me."

Katsuki lunged forward when his teacher fell, the rest of the class huddling behind Thirteen. Aizawa was screaming now, blood pouring from his ears. "Deku stop! You want me, right?" Katsuki screamed. The green haired villain let his quirk fall "Don't worry Kacchan. You always have my attention. Are these your new friends Kacchan? Do they know about me? Do they know what you did to me?" He sneered

"Bro... what is he talking about? Who is he-" Kirishima was cut off by a loud laugh

"You didn't! Oh Kacchan... you remember that day. You said a quirkless loser could never be a hero. Pushed me around. All up to telling me to take a swan dive off our middle school roof!" He laughed.

Katsuki saw red, hands sparking "And I was right! Look at you now! You're a villain!" He yelled

"No Kacchan....I'm not the villain. You are. Tomura... kill them all. Go about the plan as usual. Kurogiri separate the children... have fun with them." Deku smirked

Katsuki felt a boil up of anger, charging to the villains despite Kirishima's attempts to hold him back. "No, wait!" Aizawa shouts, fear in his voice when he reaches out desperately with his binding cloth to catch Bakugo but the boy is already in the air, eyes filled with dangerous rage.

"DEKU!" The voice startles everyone, even the villains. His fist is in the air, a mixture of dust and soot as he swings in towards the green haired boy – the only person unfazed by the sudden attack and Bakugo swings his fist, letting the explosion collide with Izuku's.... bare fist?

"God is quite unfair for you to get stronger every time we meet, Kacchan." Izuku says, a chill in his voice as his bare hands catch Bakugo's exploding fist with ease. Bakugo's eyes widened, shock at how he managed to catch his full-blown attack and how the only possible explanation was...

Deku had a quirk.

It doesn't take long for Bakugo to notice the black smoke emitting from Deku's palms. Bakugo immediately distances himself from the league, careful to not get caught in their trap when he realizes... this is the real deal. No matter how much Bakugo wanted to believe Deku was still the same person, that maybe he really had nothing to do with this name of Villain Deku, that maybe... it was all just a game – Bakugo knew it was just wishful thinking. Especially not when the boy standing in front of him, had a quirk which easily went against his own.

"What gives huh? Shitty Deku. Had to join villains just to get a lame ass quirk!" He taunts, trying to shake off his surprise, but his voice held a tremble. This was real. Deku was alive. Not his Deku... no that Deku he knew was dead. This was a shell.

"It's interesting isn't it. The ability to have a quirk is so... thrilling. You like it? I call it Shadow. The mechanics are quite simple. I can pull the darkness and use it to do anything I want. Revive someone, kill someone, paralyze their body... I still haven't found an end to its capability. But then again master didn't stop there. I have a few other ones... stolen quirks you can say. That's another capability of my quirk. If I kill someone, I can take their quirk... Isn't it cool Kacchan!" Izuku grinned.

"You're a monster! What would Aunty say?" Bakugou screamed back, launching a medium size explosion towards the boy. He had to keep his distance. If what Deku was saying is true, he couldn't afford close combat. He was at a disadvantage. Close range attacks were his specialty, explosions loss power the father he was with his target.

Deku held up his hands, blocking the explosion and throwing it to the side towards the students who were currently cowering in fear. Thirteen quickly sucked the explosion out of the air before it could touch them. "Bakugou get back here you can't take on a villain by yourself!"

Before Bakugou could respond he felt pressure against his leg, eyes snapping down to see the darkness consuming him. He raised a hand to blast it off, but was slammed into the concrete building, falling to the floor immediately. His vision blurred as the dust settled. He could barely make out a figure walking towards him

"What would my mother say? How cruel of you Kacchan... she's dead. And it's All Might's fault. It's heroes like him that let people die! If he wasn't worried about his fans, he would have noticed that villain had escaped!" A hard boot collided to his side, sending him barreling across the field. Bakugou weakly rose to his feet "I'm stronger now. I couldn't do anything! Do you know what I saw Kacchan! I saw my mother ripped apart from the inside out! Where were the heroes?" 

"Bakugou! Hold on I'm here! Are you okay man?" Kirishima screamed, using his quirk to block another shadow from Bakugou. Izuku smiled at the new character and how his quirk deflected his. "Wow! I'm impressed! You sure surprised me. Hardening is your quirk? Huh interesting. Is that everywhere? Or only on your arms? Oh, I see it goes up your face. Just how hard is it? Does it hold any nerves on the surface?" Izuku mumbled, an excited glint in his eyes.

Kirishima looked concerned, hardening and standing in front of his friend. Bakugou looked pretty beat up. And judging by his limp, his leg was injured. He needed to get away from this villain. But, he couldn't help but be curious. Who was this boy? And how did he know Bakugou?

"Oh, sorry how rude I didn't introduce myself! Hi I'm Midoriya Izuku, an old friend of Kacchan's. If you can call it that. Truth is he was more of a bully to me. All because I was a quirkless nobody. I know you have it in your heart to be a hero, but I would move. Kacchan is going to die whether or not you stand there or leave. So, you could run, maybe escape... though I'm sure we have time before the pros show up to play with you. You might live. But, standing in my way is immediate death. Kacchan deserves pain." Izuku spat

"I won't let you hurt my friend!" Kirishima hardened, getting in his fighting stance. Bakugou tensed up "Leave Shitty hair! This is between me and Deku." He shoved him to the side lightly, trying to keep the pain off his face. That blow to his stomach broke a rib or two. His leg felt broken. His quirk felt weaker for some reason, it was as if all the energy was draining from his body.

"Very well. Ill move you myself." And just like that Kirishima was launched across the terrain toward the other students, sending debris flying through the air. Bakugo slips down to the floor, coughing and gasping profusely for air. Before the two can even react, a strong gust of wind flows in between the two and when Deku blinks, he sees a head of blonde hair in front of his face. The next blink, there is a fist meeting his stomach, the impact so strong and fast that it sends Deku flying towards the end of the terrain, coughing. There is no chance for him to even use his quirk, the attack so fast and precise that it could have come from....

"All Might!" The shout of joy and hope is clear, ringing in everyone's ears – heroes or villains. Bakugo blinks, eyes blurry with exhaustion and desperation. He doesn't register that there is someone in front of him immediately, toned and strong and the forever symbol of hope. Bakugo blinks and lets the tear stream down from his right eye as he stares at the figure, a back he had watched since a young child, only hoping to be like him.

"All might...." The whisper is as if a cry for help, a vulnerability; something that Bakugo doesn't show. The fifteen-year-old boy has borne the weight of facing his childhood friend as an enemy and somewhere along the line, he has a part in why Deku is who he is today. Bakugo remembers that he is only human when he is relieved at the idol he has looked up to has come to save the day

"Don't fear for I am here!" All Might's voice echoed though the whole USJ. There was a wave of hope that sparked through the students, some crying out in relief. The villains began to grow weary, a few turning to run away.

But then there was laughter. Dark, threatening, almost happy laughter coming from the distance. Slowly Izuku emerged from the dust, walking casually like he didn't just get punched by the Symbol of Peace. "Awe you ruined my hoodie. This was one of my favorites." Deku threw his torn grey hoodie from his body, revealing a simple black t-shit. No support systems. Nothing besides his quirk that could have protected him. All Might paled slightly.

There's no way. There's no way he took a punch from All Might and didn't get a scratch.

"You surprised me there All Might. I barely had enough time to activate my quirk! But then again, I expected nothing less from the number one hero. How are you? I know your injury doesn't let you stay in that form for long." Izuku smiled, eyes all but glowing

"How did you- "

"My master knows everything about you. Everything. I know your loosing your quirk. Your borrowed quirk. What a shame. I'm going to take good care of it though so don't worry." Shadows all seemed to merge around the green haired boy as he walked closer to the pair, pure power radiating from his form

"Your master?" All Might stood in front of his student, preparing for a fight

"All for One."