The Last of One for All

III | No Might Left

| My Hero Academia |

One Day Ago...

"Ya'know kiddo, there was a person even before young Mirio who would inherit One for All," Yagi said holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee on one of UA's many benches placed across the campus. Beside him was Izuku biting off little bits of his breakfast sandwich.

"Really?!" Izuku asked still chewing. After a second he swallows. Yagi looked at him in a joking disappointment.

"Really Young Midoriya?.." He said.

"Oh, my bad All Might. It's just that I'm surprised! Another person being worthy of One for All?" Izuku said putting aside his sandwich. "So.. What happened to them? Something must have happened right?" Izuku spoke with concern.

Yagi froze. His slight smile fell flat. "They-... Young Karakiri. She was a great individual. If you wanted to know her personally, think of young Kaminari. Oh, And what happened to her..." His train of thought left him for a bit. "— Ah, I think this is a conversation for another time." Said Yagi with a soft smile." Izuku immediately understood the situation at hand and stopped his questions.

"Oh. I'm sorry All Might."

"Oh, young Midoriya. It's alright, I'll tell you all about it. How about tomorrow?"

Present Day...

A few minutes after Izuku had gone to the mall Yagi was looking at the various street stalls to "brighten his horizon." Yagi had only been at the venue for a minute but had already been caught in the food's trance. He started to pick almost all of the food items at each and every stall. Besides, what can he do with all that cash? Usually, he'd only bring around 2,000 yen but since he felt really passionate he got himself 6,000 yen, just about to get ordering his final round of red bean-filled taiyaki a pretty well-dressed young man confronted the former number one.

"Hey, All Might!" The man said getting a little close for comfort towards Yagi.

"Hey there, You look pretty well dressed." He said complementing the man. Thinking of his own outfit he'd had on a white button-down and baggy cargo pants.

"Hehe, yeah all dressed up for a date I'm going to." He smiled. Just not in the way you'd smile at your favorite actor; or in this case, hero. "Oh! yeah. I just wanted you to sign my book. The first batch of When the Number One Was at His Prime." The young man said. Yagi was never a guy to turn down signatures and such so he put his signature right away. "Thanks All Might! I've waited for this for a long time!" Said the man. Just then he was pushed back by the shoulder by someone walking by; Making him drop his signed book. "Oi, hey watch where you're going!" The young man shouted. Yet no response from the other man. In anger for the sudden act of aggression, he pushed through the crowd chasing the man. Yagi shocked by what just happened took the signed book and chased after the man as well.

After a good minute of just trying to find the man through the streets and alleys of the city, he found the man taking heavy breaths near an alley. "Sir!" Yagi panted in exhaustion. "You- You left your book." He waved the book in his hand. The man looking back ran into the alley disappearing into the dark. "Why did he? Ugh..." Yagi thought running after. Just seconds after entering the alley goosebumps formed on his skin, and his arm hair heightened. Just then Yagi felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder and a shove making him fall on his back. He grunted at the pain. Looking to the sky he sees the head of the League of Villains; Tomura Shigaraki. Tomura firmly held into a crowbar with both hands. Noticeably having both pinkies out.