WAR!

The halls of U.A. were a warzone.

Blood smeared the pristine floors, the overhead lights flickering in protest as the battle raged. The air stank of burning flesh and metal, the sound of screeching steel and shattering walls filling the corridors.

Momo Yaoyorozu and Ochako Uraraka stood in the middle of it all, backs against each other, weapons gripped tight.

Before them, two towering monstrosities loomed.

The first was a nightmare of jagged metal, its body covered in thick, needle-like quills of gleaming steel. Every movement sent a sickening scrape through the air, like knives dragging against stone. The Hedgehog Nomu.

The second was leaner but no less terrifying. Its fingers stretched into razor-sharp claws, each one glinting under the dim lights. Faster than the eye could track, built for tearing through flesh and bone with ease. The Claw Nomu.

The two girls were contemplating how Izuku managed to take 3 more things like these, they saw the Claw Nomu and multiple other Nomus tear through him but they didn't manage to penetrate his skin.

Izuku is tough, that was their conclusion.

Momo took a steady breath, adjusting the grip on her electric whip. Her body was covered in sleek, triple-layered graphene armor, her bulletproof glasses reflecting the Nomu's twisted forms. She had reinforced herself as much as possible.

But it wasn't enough to withstand all the hits, it was starting to wear off of her.

It wouldn't be enough.

But it had to be.

No one will help her, she's the hero.

She's the one that helps.

Luckily, she has Uraraka.

"Uraraka—!" she started, but she didn't need to finish.

Ochako was already moving.

With a roar, she swung her steel Morningstar, the massive weapon nearly the size of her own body. It arched through the air, a heavy blur of destruction, the chain rattling as it followed.

The impact sent shockwaves through the hall, denting the floor as the Hedgehog Nomu dodged at the last second, its steel quills bristling in warning. The air around it whistled—and then the spikes shot outward, a deadly rain of metal projectiles.

"MOVE!" Momo shouted, already reacting.

Uraraka barely rolled in time, but a few spikes still grazed her arm, cutting through her sleeve and drawing blood. She hissed but didn't stop, using the momentum to swing her Morningstar again.

The Claw Nomu was faster.

A blur of movement—then the sound of metal slicing. Uraraka barely raised her weapon in time, the Nomu's claws clanging against the steel. Sparks erupted. The sheer force knocked her back, boots skidding across the ground.

Momo reacted and cracked her whip.

A bolt of electricity surged through the air, striking the Claw Nomu dead-on. It convulsed violently, its body jerking as the current fried through its nervous system. But a second later, it let out a guttural snarl—and kept moving.

The Hedgehog Nomu lunged at Uraraka, moving far faster than something covered in steel spikes should. Its quills bristled, another volley of deadly projectiles ready to fire.

Uraraka narrowed her eyes, focusing entirely on the attack as all the sounds in the world quieted down.

She ducked at the last second, throwing her chain forward. The metal links wrapped around the Nomu's leg.

It snarled, trying to shake her off.

Uraraka directly let it off without struggling.

Using the force of its movement, she yanked hard, sending herself into a spin. The Morningstar followed, an unstoppable wrecking ball of destruction—

"Release."

BOOM!!

The head of the hammer slammed into the Hedgehog Nomu's side, the sheer force sending it careening into the wall. The concrete split, dust exploding into the air.

It twitched, still regenerating, but Uraraka wasn't done.

She pulled the chain, sending the weapon hurtling down again, aiming for its skull.

Too slow.

The Claw Nomu intercepted.

It slashed downward, the claws slicing straight through the chain like butter. The severed links clattered to the ground. Uraraka's Morningstar crashed into the floor instead, the sudden momentum shift making her stumble.

That was all the opening it needed.

The Nomu lunged.

"URARAKA!"

Momo slammed her armored body into Uraraka, knocking her out of the way as the Nomu's claws raked through the space where she had just been. A second slower, and it would have cut straight through flesh and bone.

The armor was 300 times stronger than steel, 60 times stronger than diamonds.

But Momo wasn't unscathed.

Blood dripped down her arm, three deep gashes tearing through her graphene armor. The impact had lessened the damage, but not by much. Pain flared hot and sharp.

She gritted her teeth. No time to acknowledge it.

"New plan," she panted, forcing herself up. "I'll handle the Claw. You take spike. Go for the head. They can't regenerate if we keep breaking them faster than they can heal." she added as she lured it away.

Uraraka spat out blood, nodding. "Got it."

She wiped the sweat from her brow.

She could barely feel her arms anymore. The morningstar was heavy, her muscles screaming with every swing. But her eyes—those fierce, determined brown eyes—never wavered.

"Come on, then," she whispered, rolling her shoulders as she grabbed the weapon again, using her Quirk on it.

The Nomu charged.

A blur of spikes and muscle, moving like a monstrous porcupine on all fours. Its quills fired outward, razor-sharp projectiles screaming through the air.

Uraraka spun, the morningstar smashed into the ground, the force shattering the concrete and kicking up debris. She used it as cover, twisting her body, avoiding the storm of steel death as she hid behind the large chunks.

Uraraka yanked the chain, the morningstar whipped through the air like a meteor.

"Release."

It collided with the Nomu's skull, a sickening CRACK splitting the air as its head snapped sideways, quills breaking off from the sheer force. Blood sprayed. The beast crashed into a wall, but it wasn't dead. Not yet.

Uraraka didn't stop.

She pulled the weapon back and lunged. The Nomu's quills were retracting—a brief opening in its defense.

She twisted, swinging low—

CRACK!

The morningstar demolished its kneecap, the joint exploding in a mess of flesh and shattered bone.

The Nomu's body twisted unnaturally. It tried to regenerate, but its balance was off, its movements growing sluggish.

Uraraka exhaled, sweat dripping from her chin.

It snapped its head toward her, quills beginning to grow back—

Uraraka kicked off the ground, dodging the next barrage of spikes.

Then—

A shadow loomed overhead.

"You did well."

Aizawa had arrived.

His scarf lashed out, snaking the Nomu's throat. Its regeneration halted instantly as his eyes gleamed crimson.

"Finish it."

Uraraka directly spun the large Morningstar, building momentum until she let it go at the last second.

"Morning Star!"

The Nomu barely had time to screech before she brought it down.

BOOOOOOOM!

The entire skull imploded.

"..."

Silence.

Uraraka panted, shoulders heaving, the morningstar chain resting at her side.

Aizawa nodded in approval.

Rather, he was extremely proud but he won't show it.

"Can you move?"

"Yes!"

"Let's move."

The due went to aid Momo.

===

Izuku shot through the air, wild violent crackling of electric arcs shooting out of his body in all directions, closely being followed by the Power Nomu.

A figure shot out from below, tackling the powerful Nomu in a tight embrace as it dragged it into a high altitude.

"Endeavor?" Izuku watched in shock as Endeavor yanked the Nomu and flew high with it.

His eyes landed on the man's back, noticing feathers pushing him high.

"Can they handle it?" Izuku muttered with worry.

'Go to the 8th, I sense his power diminishing.'

"How the fuck is Endeavor here? The speed of his arrival is too fast, its like he already knew this would happen!"

'Lock the fuck in!'

"Right, right."

Izuku decided to deal with it later.

He shot out 2 black whips, pulling back and releasing as he shot out again like a slingshot.

The last thing he heard was the loud bellowing of Endeavor as he released his final attack.

"Prominence Burn!"

===

"Haah—hahahaaah!!" Bakugo stood, shoulders heaving, arms smeared with dirt and his own blood. His red eyes gleamed in the dim light, his expression twisted into something between a grin and a snarl.

Across from him, wings stretched wide, stood the Hawk Nomu.

It was taller than him, lean yet powerful, its entire frame built for speed and precision. Feathers like sharpened blades rustled in the wind, reflecting the light of nearby fires. Its claws flexed, dripping with crimson, its piercing eyes void of emotion.

"Bakugo! Fall back, we must wait for reinforcement to arrive!" Shoto shouted desperately, trying his best to shake them off.

"I am the reinforcement!"

Bakugo pulled out the sharp feathers from his shoulder, drawing blood from him.

He doesn't know why but he felt really, really good.

Bakugo barely registered the sting.

What mattered was simple.

It was fast.

Too fast.

And it was pissing him off.

Bakugo's figure blurred, appearing above the Nomu as his hand snatched its face, exploding a powerful booming explosive force that recoiled his hand back with a powerful force.

He used the recoil to his advantage, spinning and delivering another powerful detonation directly into the back of its head.

The beast shrieked with pain, half of its face getting melted and scorched black, it was so hot that its healing wasn't keeping up with the damage.

It shot another attack of sharp feather, aiming directly at him and ignoring Shoto who was freezing its legs.

Bakugo's eyes widened, his mind stopped thinking and his body began acting on instinct, the world slowed down to a tick.

Then, by pure instinct, he directly exploded upwards from his feet.

He blinked in realization as he towered high above.

He can use his feet to make explosions.

Bakugo grinned savagely.

"Gotcha."

He directly appeared above it.

Bakugo's body crackled with raw energy, his palms igniting with an intense, golden-orange glow as he spread his arms wide. His Awakened state pushed his Quirk to new limits—his sweat combusted faster, hotter, and with unparalleled precision.

"HOWITZER VOLLEY!"

In an instant, his arms became a blur, unleashing a relentless torrent of explosions like a high-caliber Gatling gun. Each blast fired in rapid succession, the recoil propelling him into an unpredictable aerial assault. His movements were erratic yet controlled, weaving through the battlefield like a comet streaking across the sky.

Shoto made sure to keep the Nomu at bay, locking his movement with sub-zero ice.

The shockwaves from each detonation overlapped, amplifying the destructive force as the sheer volume of explosions filled the air with deafening booms. Fiery bursts scorched the earth, leaving behind a storm of concussive force and shrapnel-like debris. The Nomu had nowhere to run—every angle was covered in a relentless, inescapable barrage.

The final blasts came in a synchronized climax, each one hitting harder than the last, culminating in an earth-shattering explosion that sent a towering column of fire and smoke into the sky. As the dust settled, Bakugo landed with a controlled skid, steam rising from his upper body, his chest heaving with exhilaration.

"Haaah... Haaah... I... Win," he puked out some blood, eyes rolling back as he fell forward, leaving behind a charred corpse that was turning to ash.

"Bakugo!"

===

On another location, Momo danced with the electric whip, scorching the ground from multiple impacts from her attacks.

She was forced to make another whip to lure out the beast in the direction she wants it to go to.

Momo attacked from multiple angles, her armor was deteriorating at high speed, multiple slashed marks and torn pieces.

While the armor is extremely durable, it can't withstand the heavy impacts that she was receiving.

And if this kept on going, Momo was sure that she'll be torn apart by its blades.

Luckily, Momo wasn't alone.

"Now!" she gave a signal as she rolled away.

Kirishima jumped down, landing on the back of the beast, he maneuvered his arms around its neck and secured himself in a powerful arm lock.

He was wearing an electric insulator all over his body.

"Unbreakable!" his entire body hardened to a terrifying level, preventing the beast from damaging him.

This is the move that Izuku trained him to achieve, a defense so powerful that it can take 20 punches of 30% of One for All's full power.

His body tanked countless punches to reach this level.

The side effect is clear, he's incapable of movement as long as he holds this form.

As such, Kirishima learned to use unbreakable only when his body is the main focus of his enemies, opting to take the rule of a tank with an aggro skill.

The beast fought, trying its best to shake him off to no avail, Kirishima has dug his sharp fingers and impaled them into the beast's body, keeping him locked down with him.

"Now!" Kirishima shouted a signal.

"Got it!" Kaminari jumped on top of them, pulling his arms out and landing them for a terrifying electric attack.

"Supernova Discharge!" Kaminari bellowed, releasing a massive 1.6 million voltage that fried the Nomu's brain and nerves.

Kirishima grit his teeth as even with the insulator, he still felt the attack which left him on the ground, twitching in pain.

While it sucked, it still was good news for him. He knew that as long as he felt pain then that means his nerves didn't get damaged beyond repair.

Kaminari turned into idiot, falling down on the ground.

The Nomu screeched and bellowed with pain, frantically rolling on the ground by instinct alone.

"It's still alive...?" Sero stared in shock.

"..." Momo's face hardened, frowning at the sight.

"No way..." Jiro's face collapsed with realization.

They can't win.

They'll never win, not when it can regenerate this fast.

The only one who can win... Is Izuku. Or so did Jiro thought.

"Guys!" Uraraka shouted as she flung her damaged Morningstar downward, seizing her chance.

'Release!' she released the heavy spiked ball of death atop of the beast, landing a clear critical hit to its head, exploding it and burying its parts down with the ball.

!!!

The students watched in fascination as Uraraka one tapped the powerful beast using the weapon that Momo gave her.

"Now, sensei!"

Crimson red eyes with an ethereal glow locked its target on the Nomu, blocking its regeneration and stopping it from healing its head.

The group waited in tense silence as the beast finally stopped twitching and died.

"We... We did it?!"

"We won! Oh my gosh we're alive!"

"Mannn... I hate this school."

"Guys, have you seen Aoyama? He's been gone for a while now... I'm starting to worry."

"We... Did it.." Hagakure fell on her knees, eyes getting watery as she cried in relief.

Momo chuckled, sitting down and leaning on the wall.

She did it, she held out her own until support arrived, she saved everyone.

She was glad that she didn't let Izuku down when he depended on her.

"Momo!" Uraraka directly kneeled and grabbed her, using her Quirk as she jumped away to Recovery Girl's location.

A dash of green light shot off from above them, moving at hypersonic speed of mach 5 on top of their location and heading towards the most destroyed area in the school.

"That's...!!"

"Izuku..."

"..." Aizawa clenched his fist and followed him.

"Sensei!"

"Go to Recovery Girl, whoever is going to follow me will be immediately expelled!"

===

All Might stood up again, his form deflating slowly as steam began to rise from him.

He ran out of time.

He lost. All Might lost.

Or so did AFO think.

But who is Toshinori Yagi? Who is All Might?! This is a man willing to fight to death to achieve his purpose!

Even if his body gives out, even if his time runs out, even if he losses all of his limbs!

"it's meaningless. I'll outlive you. This conflict has been drawn out for long enough already, just give up and I'll let you be, hand it over or everyone that you love dies, starting with that woman." All for One glared at the rising figure with generational hatred.

"Not when I'm here." All Might directly surpassed his limits, his body emitting a powerful gust of wind.

He bellowed with pure rage, body exploding a myriad of colors, tapping into his power and extracting 110%of it.

All Might was willing to fight to the death!

Luckily, he has someone to prevent that.

Izuku rocketed through the air at Mach 5, a green blur tearing across the battlefield like a wrathful storm. The very air screamed in protest, his speed distorting the atmosphere around him. Below, amidst the crumbling ruins, All Might stood battered and broken, his once-unshakable presence now wavering under the weight of his injuries. But Izuku had no time for hesitation—his fury burned too hot.

He'll prevent his mentor from losing all the sparks he had left of OFA.

With a flick of his wrist, Playful Cloud extended, twisting like a divine spear in his grasp. The moment his feet kissed the ground, he swung—a titanic force behind the strike. AFO barely had time to react, his instincts screaming as he crossed his arms, layers of stolen Quirks reinforcing his defenses.

But it wasn't enough.

AFO's world exploded into raw, searing agony as the impact obliterated his stance, the ground beneath him shattering into a crater. The force sent him careening through the sky like a broken doll, his body becoming a blackened streak across the horizon. Izuku held on to him with Blackwhip, standing atop of the figure.

He locked his gaze on him. "You sure gave my mentor a beating," he muttered, wild untamed crackling energy shooting out of his eyes.

Izuku looked down, he has reached the desired destination. U.S.J.

"Damn brat—! That strength—" AFO spat blood, his bones groaning under the strain. "What in the hell have you become?!"

"Your worst nightmare. Round two mother fucker."

Izuku punched the air high at 60%of OFA, slamming down in a powerful knee-dive towards the makeshift city.

The earth trembled as he crashed into its ruins with the force of a meteorite, burying both of them in a tremendously deep hole.