Legion

Christmas Message and Teasers!

Hey everybody, so this is more of a Christmas update than anything else, but I wanted to take this time to express how much I appreciate every single one of you.

I don't know what happened, but it looks like the app has been updated and now I get notifications whenever you guys favorite and follow my story along with any new reviews.

It's honestly super refreshing to see it after a long day of work.

See, in the current phase of my pipeline, I'm at work for almost 12 hours, which barely leaves me time to actually work on Legion or the others, so seeing that continued support really helps me out a lot.

As my own Christmas gift to you, here's a few sneak peaks at future scenes for my chapters.

"Well," Melissa saids as she motioned towards the pile of broken crystals.

"I've tried to use a multitude of foci, but every single one has been unable to handle the strain."

She sighed in frustration and shook her head.

"Maybe I should just give up on this..."

Izuku hummed as he idly fingered the crystal under his shirt.

For some reason...

"Hey..." He called out, catching her attention. "Try it with this."

He held out the black crystal, even now still appearing to absorb light around it.

"Are you sure?" She asked. "I can't guarantee that it'll survive."

"Trust me."

"Alright."

And All Might's arm fell, as his strength failed him.

All For One's defeat was nothing more than a hollow victory.

Not with what he'd lost.

As his arm fell, a hand swiftly grabbed on to his wrist and All Might jerked in surprise as he saw the figure next to him.

Izuku smiled weakly at him, bloody and bruised, but alive.

"The Symbol of Peace should raise his fist one last time, shouldn't he, buir?"

Toshinori trembled as he let his fist be raised by his son, before quickly hugging the boy.

As the dust settled, the world saw an emaciated All Might hold on to the boy who was quickly making waves in Japan's history.

"Now...now, it's your turn."

Izuku sat in front of his friends, his newest scars aching, but after everything that happened, he definitely knew who he could trust.

"Ochako, Tenya, Yuga, Kyoka, and Momo..." He began, the group huddled around each other, all of them glad that each other was safe.

They had gone through a lot since the summer camp.

"I brought you all here, because I trust all of you the most. You've shown your loyalty and dedication to the clones. To my brothers...and to me..."

Izuku looked each one of them in the eye.

"It is time that I share a deep part of myself, listen closely, as I tell you the story of One For All."

Momo walked behind Izuku and was flabbergasted at the multitude of clones who saluted her as she walked by.

"Commander."

"Sir!"

Izuku had long ago explained that 'Sir' was a term of respect amongst the clones, regardless of gender.

It represented leadership and was a sign of reverence, appreciation, and respect.

Still...

"They shouldn't salute me...I'm not a part of the Vod'e..." Momo murmured as they headed down the halls.

"It doesn't matter to them. It's a sign of respect," He reminded her. "They know what you went through for them during the summer camp and Kamino."

They finally stopped at a door that led to one of UA's newest vehicle bays.

"Loyalty means everything to the clones."

The door opened before them and Momo's eyes widened as she saw Wolffe in front of a company of clones, in his hand was a new helmet, with a stylized wolf's head on the forehead and a black streak crossing over the right side of the face.

Her signature bang.

"Company!" Wolffe began. "Attention!"

Step! Step!

The clones gave a sharp center face and remained at attention.

"Izuku..."

"You already know my plans for Ochako and the others...this is for you," He said before smiling and pointing his head towards the company. "Go on, they've been waiting for you."

Momo walked through the company, admiring the new designs on the helmets and now that she noticed it, some of them had taken liberties with their armor.

A few had made red markings on their chest plates, not enough to make the 'V' but they were the same color as her costume.

"As soon as Wolffe and the guys knew that you were out of the hospital they got to work."

Momo smiled and turned back toward Wolffe, his scarred visage smiling softly at her.

"Paint job's a bit crude, but we think it gets the idea across."

She palmed the helmet, idly tracing the paint.

"Glad to have you back, Commander."

"Wolffe...thank you, but you don't have to call me Commander." She replied.

"Sure thing, Commander."

Toshinori fell to his knees, much to the surprise of the students surrounding him as he stared at the figure in front of him.

"Master...Nana..."

"Toshinori..." She whispered as she floated toward him.

Her hands came to his face and she held him gently, the man silently weeping from a touch he'd not felt in decades.

"My beautiful son."

"What's going on between you and All Might? How is it that he chose you? And what for?" Bakugo snarled.

Izuku merely raised his brow.

"Well!? Answer me!"

"Why?"

"What? What do you mean why? I deserve to know-!"

"Deserve to know?" Izuku scoffed. "How can you be so delusional, so arrogant as to believe that you deserve anything from me."

Bakugo stayed silent.

"I've already told you before, leave me alone. I don't owe you anything."

Izuku turned his back and walked away.

"You don't mean anything to me anymore."

Mand'alor glared at the broken man only a few feet away.

Overhaul.

He'd caused so much harm, so much pain.

He had hurt his daughter in the most unimaginable of ways.

And now, he was vulnerable.

Mand'alor groaned as he stood up, the last shreds of his broken armor falling off his body.

Grabbing the dark saber, he ignited it and approached him.

"You won't hurt her ever again, Chisaki."

Mand'alor raised the blade and struck.

Again, thank you to everyone for their continued support, hopefully I can post the newest chapter sometime in January.

Also, shout-out to my newest beta, CT-2864, who'll be helping me out as we move forward.