Have To End

Garaki Kyudai POV

The informational center. The place where the hero commision held all of the information that they had on creating artificial quirks, stolen from me, and I smiled as I sat in the comfortable chair.

Maybe it wasn't actually that comfortable, and it could just have been my satisfaction leading to bias, but I felt giddy.

I had done what I have never succeeded in doing before, nor have anyone else for that matter, mind you. I created two truly artificial quirk, Resonance and Amplification.

One to find them all, and one to break them all.

This right here is how I would go down in history. Maybe not much more than a footnote, but I would be remembered in some way.

A life force quirk for the young shadow so she would survive doing her part, as well as the amplification quirk.

Soon my own life force would fail me, but that mattered little to me now.

Because I would die for Sensei, and here his goals would succeed. He could not have done it without the young shadow.

I saw on a screen as the security rushed towards me, but it didn't matter.

They wouldn't get here in time, and even if they did, there is no way to stop this.

Because I would only go out on my own terms, and not even Sensei could take that from me.

The timer hit zero, and I felt the heat eat me.

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Toshinori Yagi POV

It was impossible to win. The monster was just as durable as last time, and even then he wasn't as horrible as he could have been.

I had been lucky he had been dumping so many quirks into the Nomu project, as well as the Artifical quirk project.

Both horrified me, the amount of corpses used for the Nomu's and the thought of All For One creating quirks.

I was lucky he didn't have time to arm himself properly with defensive quirks, and that he refused to leave.

But now he was stronger. Not defensively, I still saw his skin split when he blocked a particularly strong punch, just like last time, but anything I did to him simply fixed itself in seconds, if not less.

But something was nagging me. Why didn't he get more offensive quirks?

He was just as strong as last time, and that is the thing. Why didn't he make himself stronger? Was there a limit to how many quirks he could have, and had he hit it?

It didn't make sense that he didn't just make a few more defensive quirk, so he could make me unable to truly harm him.

But it didn't matter.

It may be impossible to win, but I still refused to let him win, to leave the task that I should have finished to Mirio.

I refused to let the impossible be impossible, and I knew I could do it.

I would do the impossible.

So I punched and punched, I caused wounds that healed in instants, and I stopped listening to the cries for help.

Because I could not afford it, not now, not when I could barely even save myself.

And so we fought, like wild beasts, as we tore the city down.

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RadioThief POV

I was free. After two years in that hellhole, I was finally free to use my quirk as I wanted again.

The second rate heroes didn't stand a chance, as the strongest of villans led the charge. I would never be chained again.

I laughed as I combined the effects of my (temporary) allies quirks against those that tried to push us down.

I laughed as I used the heroes own quirks against them, tearing them apart.

I laughed as I watched the wannabe hero All Might show what kind of hero he really was, from the safety of a rooftop far away, of course, as he stopped caring for those around himself the moment he was in danger.

He was never a hero, just a person with good PR and a powerful quirk.

He couldn't save Aiko from that fucking suited monster.

I hope they kill eachother, and I am sad about it, but it's time for me to leave.

The heroes will be swarming this place even more soon.

"Hello, Transmuter." Said a girl with far too many voices. "I require your services."

No. Not now, not after hiding my quirk for years for that fucking monster to not take it.

Am I really about to lose it here?

"Look he-" was all I got out before an impossibly strong hand clamped down on my jaw, probably breaking it in the process, based on the cracking sounds and pain shooting through me.

"No."

And I felt pain like never before. I thought I knew pain, was a master at it even, but it paled in comparison to this.

It was as if molten fishhooks grabbed something deep inside my head and pulled out, not caring what the ripped apart while doing it.

It could have been over in a second, but I screamed myself hoarse, and then the dark descended.

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Toshinori Yagi POV

I was not broken, nor was I beaten, but neither was the monster.

What he said earlier.... I needed to know the answer.

"So, All For One," I got out between clenched teeth,"do you actually care about those people you were talking about?"

He stopped his attacks, and smiled as if we were friends chatting and I said something amusing.

"Not really."

As I thought.

"See, before I met Kyoko," he said smiling in something resembling happiness as he thought of the child he had used, the child he was using, "I thought I could change the world by changing opinions."

"It worked, for awhile. Until I stopped watching everyone for one second, and now the quirkless were the ones that were suffering."

"I still thought it would work, but I realize now how wrong I was. This all happens because people are born so different. Some with the power to throw cars like they were toys, others with the power to control fire, but some had nothing."

"The inequality is what made me, and it would make another me soon enough."

There was something in his eyes as he said that, and then they flitted away from my form, for just a second, but I realized something.

He was stalling for time.

So I pushed myself at him faster then a bullet as I screamed words that never reached him, even though he heard them.

"You were stalling for reinforcements!"

He caught my arms, and I pulled back just in time, as his hands started smoking and glowing with heat, and with one hand still pointed towards me he pushed, and I flew through the air once more.

It did little to stop me, as I was back seconds later, watching him as he dropped a man like a bag of trash.

It could have been a bystander he was taking out his anger on, or it could have been a hero.

It mattered little to me, as I swung my fist towards him.

I didn't scream out a name for the punch, because it had none. There was no reason for it here, because even if there was an audience they would be dead soon.

I didn't reach him either, as I stopped in mid air and spears of black and red metal pierced into me and the monster swung me up and down.

"Almost correct," whispered a voice in my ear, "I just want you alive to witness this."

And up and down I wnt, and there was not a damn thing I could do as I felt something pull and push in ways I haven't ever felt.

It felt wrong, but there was little I could do.

But finally, after what felt for like ages, the metal rods... let me go?

I fell flat onto the ground, barely able to stand, but I ignored that in favor of pushing One For All through me.

Or atleast I tried to, as nothing but small sparks answered my call.

I still heard the wet splat on the ground and the chuckle from the monster.

"Still so impatient, Kyoko?"

I looked up at the monster and I saw not one but two of them.

The shadow queen giggled, but it felt broken. It was broken.

It was never Kyoko, I realized. I had only seen that girl for a short talk, but I knew this wasn't her.

She was broken down and then rebuilt in the name and image of All For One, and I saw the fondness in the gaze of the monster, and I knew that he didn't realize.

I saw so many things in that gaze I could not comperhend, but I understood he saw this as a second chance.

He didn't understand that he had already ruined his second chance. He didn't understand that he turned a girl into something that was little more then an extension of his own will, binding them togheter as one.

That is what she is, I understand now. There was never more then one All For One, just two bodies with little more then one mind.

Two ways to look at the same problem, that they could do, but they would always look at the same problem.

"So, Sensei, can I have it?" She asked, and it was with only one voice.

I looked down at the blood that was pooling around my hands.

Blood that wasn't mine.

Blod that was... Mirio's.

Mirio.

The two monster hanging in the sky above me said something, but I paid it no mind.

I slowly, almost tenderly, reached a hand towards the broken (not dead) body infront of me.

There was a million things I wanted to say, so many things to apologize for, and before I could even begin to teach him he was ripped from me and dragged up to All For One that reached out with her dainty hand, as strings of eight colored light flowed from Mirio and into her.

Then All For One dropped him, a child that deserved nothing of this, and what landed wasn't a broken body but a dead one.

"Should I explain it to him, dear, or would you like to?" Said All For One to All For One.

I didn't listen to what was said next, my ears ringing as my entire world centered itself on the child I failed infront of me.

Until I felt pain lance through my arm, and my eyes snapped up towards the monsters.

"It is quite rude to not listen when people are talking," said All For One in a deep voice, "yes, quite rude," continued All For One in many voices.

One For All had ended, and only All For One remained.

"No matter," said the monster in the suit, annoyed, "I will tell you one last time."

"My quirk is unique among even quirk thieves, as it turns someone quirkless in a not just by destroying their Quirk Factor but by changing their DNA. It is the only way among many quirks I have taken that does this, in fact."

"So once I turn someone quirkless... well, any children they might have will also be quirkless."

He smiled and turned towards his other half. "So then, Kyoko, shall we begin?"

The other half in question simply let a grotesque serpentine phantom float out of her, with many heads and arms, as it reached out with its single large, and it was large, arm towards the monster, that reached out his own hand towards the mockery of a dragon.

At first nothing was happening, but then lightning started out from them, scorching the ground around them.

But that was just excess energy I realized.

That was just the little that slipped out, I realized, as the winds started picking up and pressing me into the ground.

I was never the smartest person, but I knew one thing about quirks.

They obey physics. Some might push and pull a little there, and some transformative quirks have something calls quirkmass, an element that only interacts with the world when it wants to.

But this amount of energy? It would be impossible for it to be contained in a quirkmass according to Rubin's fifth law.

But they couldn't simply be generating energy!

They couldn't, but... they could take it.

I watched as the heat grew to great for even All For One to contain, and I saw as he vented all that superheated air out of himself.

It was over, I realized. I only now understood what he was trying to do.

The world could not be equal when one man is born superior to another, something that quirks made happen, and he wanted an equal world.

So... he simply had to take quirks out of the equation.

He was never breaking into Tartarus for allies. He was breaking into Tartarus for quirks to do this.

I watched as the energy grew to great for even All For One to contain, and I saw the world almost bend and break around him.

Then my world was white.

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Narrator POV

The largest manmade explosion occured near Tartarus that day.

People with that could make miracles happen ceased being able to do so, one second to the next, as All For One changed the world into what he wanted it to be.

People that could fly one second were falling out of the sky the next, and anarchy put itself in place of order, as the worlds greatest protectors, greatest heroes lost what made them special, as goverments scrambled to get society back in control.

Endeavour, in the middle of fighting villains was turned into ashes by his own flames.

Heroes and villains were no more, because quirk were no more, and they would never be again.

All For One vanished, but wheter that is because he died or because he didn't want to fight anymore, well, that is not my story to tell.