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Two Heroes - Extra Chapter 5: Act Three - The Two Heroes

Mailin’s POV:

Everything happens so fast.

One moment we’re struggling to break through the security bots, and the next, the entire building is trembling under the weight of Wolfram’s attack. Metal pillars rise like a storm, surrounding us, cutting off any chance of escape.

My breath catches in my throat as I watch the others dive into the chaos. Tenya and Eijiro are already charging forward, their movements quick and decisive as they strike at the rising pillars, trying to create an opening. The sound of metal clashing against Quirks fills the air, and for a moment, I feel overwhelmed—like the weight of everything is pressing down on me. But I push it away. This isn’t the time to freeze up.

All Might... He’s still fighting. And now, so is Izuku.

I watch as Izuku powers up, his Full Cowl glowing as he moves beside his mentor. It’s surreal—seeing them side by side, almost as if they’re two versions of the same hero, generations apart but fighting with the same determination. I feel a lump rise in my throat, and my heart clenches. The intensity of their bond... it’s undeniable.

Wolfram’s metal tendrils whip through the air, attempting to trap them both. For a second, it looks like he has the upper hand. He wraps All Might in a crushing grip of metal wires, and I feel my stomach drop.

“All Might!” I hear Midoriya shout, his voice tight with panic.

We all freeze, horror creeping into the pit of our stomachs as Wolfram reveals the source of his newfound power—All For One. The villain's words echo in my mind, twisting everything we thought we knew about the attack. This wasn’t just about the Quirk Amplification Device. This was bigger—more sinister. A scheme to demoralize All Might, to break him.

The air feels heavier, suffocating. All Might’s face falls, and I can see the shock written in his eyes. He stumbles under the weight of the metal crushing him, and for the first time... he looks vulnerable.

But Izuku doesn’t hesitate.

In a blur of motion, he breaks through the iron prison with a single, powerful strike, freeing All Might just in time. My heart surges as I watch them regroup, their resolve strengthening. Even in the face of overwhelming odds, Izuku refuses to back down. And neither does All Might.

“That’s what it means to be a hero,” Izuku says, his voice steady, and for a moment, the entire room falls silent. All Might’s smile returns, even as his body trembles with exhaustion.

They move together, side by side, charging toward Wolfram with everything they’ve got. My hands clench into fists as I watch them fight, my body practically vibrating with tension. Every strike, every movement, it’s like watching a force of nature. They push beyond their limits, their combined strength breaking through the seemingly endless wall of metal that Wolfram throws at them.

“Plus Ultra!” they shout in unison, their voices ringing out like a battle cry.

With one final blow, they break through Wolfram’s defenses with a devastating Double Detroit Smash, the sheer force of their attack sending shockwaves through the entire room. The metal that had once suffocated the tower crumbles into dust, and for a moment, the world seems to stand still.

They did it.

All Might and Izuku stand victorious, their breaths ragged, but their spirits unbroken. The room around them quiets, the danger fading away as the last remnants of Wolfram’s power collapse into nothingness.

I can barely breathe as I watch them. It’s not just a victory—it’s a moment that feels larger than life. Izuku and All Might, two heroes who, in their own ways, represent the future and the past, standing together, stronger because of each other.

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The dust settles, and the aftermath of the battle begins to sink in. David and Melissa rush forward, their relief palpable as they reunite with their heroes. All Might checks on David, his usual smile slipping back into place, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. He’s still reeling from what Wolfram said, from the realization that All For One had orchestrated everything. But for now, that’s a worry for another day.

Melissa approaches Izuku, her eyes shining with gratitude. “Thank you,” she says, her voice trembling. “You... you saved us.”

Izuku, ever humble, rubs the back of his neck, clearly embarrassed. “It wasn’t just me. We all worked together.”

Melissa’s smile widens, and for a moment, they just stand there, two people who—despite everything—found a way to save the day. And I can’t help but feel proud. Not just of Izuku, but of all of us. We did it. We survived.