Bakugo watched him fall. He watched them declare Deku dead. He watched as his mother cried in the hospital with the grief filling his chest. How the hell was he alive? And why the hell did he scale the building to the classroom window? "Hey do you mind letting me in?" Izuku asked his best friend through the glass after knocking. The other classmates looked at the window in shock and horror of who exactly was there. "Wait, What?... HOW IN THE HELL?!?"Bakugo screamed at the sight of his recently dead friend. "Heh. Yeah. No idea either." Izuku shrugged, his stitched up neck being very exposed in his funeral suit. I don't own MHA/BNHA or any pictures used. This is a fanfiction. This is also more of a crack fic taken seriously so like starts off really crack but then gets kind of serious and funny down the line.

It is after the Battle with Goku Black and Zamasu and you say your farewell to all your friends, you then get in the time machine and try to go back into the future but there is some sort of malfunction and you are teleported to another timeline where everything is different and looks somehow more futuristic. Meant to put this in others but I Don't own any of the characters. RWBY is owned by Rooster teeth and Trunks is owned by Akira Toriyama

Years after the Cell games, the dragon balls are gone Into a different dimension. Fearing they could get into the wrong hands, to prevent any violence, fifteen year old Gohan goes into the other dimension to try and get them back. The dragonballs seem to be scattered all around in this dimension but only in a town to his convenience. But will he able to get them back when he realizes that in this dimension not everyone is normal? I do not own any My Hero Academia Franchise or Dragonball Franchise characters.