Toshinori was the original captain of the All Might. One day he just disappeared, along with his very, very large crystal, stocked full of powerful magic. It is now the race of the century, as everyone wants the power to finally win the age-old war of the sea. However, not only is the map left behind for any potential heirs infuriatingly vague, but there are numerous obstacles to overcome. What happens when the world's most infamous pirate is rumoured to have the mythical map? Language warning (there's Bakugo, duh) General violence warning, with swords and blood and stuff... Shoto POV Pirate AU Primarily TodoBaku, but with very (very!) small TodoDeku hints.

Somewhere in the darkest time and darkest place of history a war broke out between the two children of the night. No one knew how it began or when it began but soon the werewolves and vampires were in the middle of a bloodthirsty war that was effecting all of magical creatures as they were used in favor of wining the battles. It had been going on for centuries and it seemed it had no end. There was no upper hand or ultimate winner just battles after battles. Fallen friends and families and heavy casualties on both sides. It was in that time that the vampire king played his hidden wild card... his masterpiece... his youngest son... the ultimate weapon. Todoroki Shouto was a pure blood vampire and the result of the marriage between two of the strongest pure blood families among royalties. His presence on the battlefield was alone meant absolute defeat to the enemy. His level of skills in both combat and battle strategies were god-tier and his power was beyond any vampire of any kind. Right when werewolves were about to retreat from the front lines and accept defeat a legend raised. A furious ash blond wolf tore the lines of vampires and slaughter them in an eye-blink. Leaving behind only a few injured ones before turning back to a wild grinning young man with tall and muscular body, all covered in blood. He looked down on the low level vampires and growled loudly. "Crawl to your master and tell that little prince of yours that his true match has arrived."