The Quiet One

Hosu

Izuku almost choked on his tea and had a slight coughing fit.

“Oh dear.” The mouse? looked up at Izuku as he calmed himself down. “You probably should have eased into it abit more.”

“H-how is th-that possible.” It shouldn't be. Quirks are all sports of strange and unique, but passing on a quirk? No that shouldn't be possible, well there has been massive debate on All Mights quirk. He has been asked many times in interviews but he always changes the subject.

“Well that is quite insightful, young man.” Oh damn it, he didn't realize he had been muttering.

“It's quite sim…” All Might fell into a coughing fit and his body let off a bunch of steam. Once the steam cleared All Might was just a thin skeleton of a man. The mouse? didn't seemed phased at this so it must be normal.

“Sorry about that.” Izuku just stared his mouth open slightly.

“During a fight with a villain a few years ago I got injured. Most of my stomach and respiratory system was destroyed, now I'm only able to keep up my muscle form for two hours.” so he can only appear as All Might for a few hours, that could be why he wasn't initially at the USJ. Izuku remembers that there was a bunch of minor crimes that All Might had stopped the morning of, meaning he used up his limited time he had.

Well this was an interesting. Very very interesting.

“And about my quirk. It's called One for All, it is a power that gets passed down each time getting stronger and I am the eighth welder of this power. I will admit that you aren't the first choice, it was another U.A. student but he turned it down.”

“So we have decided to choose you.” The principle spoke up, putting down his now empty tea cup.

“Yes! I accept.” shit, he sounded to enthusiastic and he forgot to stutter. “I-I mean if y-your sure.”

“Well then.” All Might, pulled a hair off his head. And handed it to him.

“Eat this.”

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“Oh my baby boy.” As he entered his apartment his mother embraced him tightly. He hugged her back, her burn scars on her face rough against his skin.

“Oh I'm so proud of you.” His mother placed a kiss on his cheek, from the kitchen he could smell Katsudon. He smiled and walked in.

He quickly got dressed into more comfortable clothes and sat down at the table. There was quite alot of food, his mother really went all out. At the end of the meal he was stuffed, but he didn't mind, he was going to sleep in tomorrow anyway.

That night he sat on his bed, opening and closing his hands. He remembers having to chock down the hair and being told that the power would transfer in about an hour but he didn't feel any different, well nothing that noticeable. There was this small almost spark like feeling but it was deep down so he had to dig to reach it. When he did, he saw sparks of green energy spread over his arms.

Oh, this will be good.

“Honey.” He jumped a bit and lost focus, the green energy fading away as his mother knocked on his bedroom door.

“Yes?”

“There's someone at the door for you, says his name is Giran.” Izuku jumped up off his bed. What was he doing here.

“Oh OK, I'm coming now.” He opened his door and walked over to the front door.

Opening the door he come face to face with Giran.

“Hey kid.”

“You know you could have called before showing up.” Giran just shrugged.

“Where's the fun in that. Anyway got the package you wanted.” He handed Izuku a largish box which had some weight to it.