Chapter 82

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Hello again! I hope y'all enjoy this one! I know I did! The Endgame is in sight! I literally can't wait to write it! Its going to be so fun! Anyways, the song above is A Million Dreams, a cover by Caleb Hyles and Bo Callins!


Over 12 hours.


It took Izuku over 12 hours to reach new land, if he discounts the time he spent on islands recovering and taking breaks. He wasn't built for continuous flight like Hawks.


Even with the breaks, however, Izuku is completely exhausted, his energy sapped like a tap had been left on and his energy was just left to flood out.


And, Izuku had no idea where on earth he was.


For all he knew, he was just on a rather large island, not a continent like he had hoped.


Arms shaky, Izuku pushed himself off the sand, its rough and coarse grains getting everywhere, but he crawled further up the beach he'd collapsed upon, hoping to wherever higher power he could think of that there was civilization here.


All he needed was a phone, a way to contact the outside world!


Wait.


What if All for One is listening in to all conversations taken over phones?


Or the Internet?


How far do those eyes of his reach, how far can his ears hear?


Well, there goes his 'get a phone' plan.


Plan B it is!


Luckily, and thankfully, Izuku's paranoia, which is it really paranoia if they're really out to get you, caused him to come up with at least four plans, with a few spares here and there just in case.


He's getting sidetracked, he needed to find a pro hero then. They would know what to do, where the rest of the heroes have gathered. It would only be logical for the heroes to gather after such events.


Izuku grinned, his Dad was really wearing off on him.


He hoped they were okay...


Shaking his head, Izuku lets his emotions go for now, he has bigger things to focus on right now, when he has a chance, he'll unpack them and feel them later when he has the chance to.


Speaking of which, Izuku feels a distinct feeling on his hands, the one of grass brushing against him, and he smiles. He was getting off the beach, even as exhausted as he was.


Almost there...!


Black covered his vision, either unconsciousness caught up with him, or the sun was completely covered, or worse, it had finally gone boom and was about to vaporise Earth.

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