Instead of updating my other stories, I decided to write this. I can't say that I'm upset though. This is a minor crossover with Naruto and it's an AU for pretty obvious reasons lol. I have not gone further than the anime. So, if anything in here doesn't match the manga I'm sorry I guess lol.

In any case, I hope you enjoy it.

"Thank you for the save, young hero!" said a monster of a man with striking blonde hair, "We couldn't have won without you!"

Izuku was starstruck as he looked up at his childhood hero and inspiration. Words failing to escape from his mouth as he stared at the heroic and legendary hero before him. His role model was finally acknowledging him.

"You can't be shy now!" All Might said as he gave Izuku a thumbs up, "With all you did today, I'm sure you'll be the Number 1 Hero in no time! Now tell the world your name!"

The words sent a warm, fuzzy feeling through Izuku. The sheer passion in All Might's voice spurring him on to announce his arrival as a Pro Hero. He took a deep breath before doing his best to match his idol's volume and energy.

"My name is~"

"Izuku Midoriya! Get out of bed!" His mother's voice hollered rousing him from his sleep, "I've got a surprise for you!"

Izuku let out a disappointed groan. He had been so close. It wasn't the first time Izuku had had that dream and he knew it wouldn't be the last. He wished more than anything to share the stage with All Might and he would not rest until he got there.

"Izuku!"

There was no avoiding it now.

He fought his way out from underneath his All Might Bronze Age blanket. A glance at his All Might Special Edition alarm clock told him that it was 7 AM on a Saturday. He slipped on his Premium V2 All Might nightgown woven from the same breathable fabric as All Might's gear. The gown covered up his All Might—

You get the idea.

Izuku absolutely loved All Might. The current number one hero in all of Japan and the world. Izuku still had the video of All Might's debut branded into his mind.

No one knew who he was or where he came from. A building had collapsed and he had just appeared from thin air with amazing strength and speed and swagger. Hundreds of men, women and children were saved in minutes.

At the very next Hero ranking announcement, All Might topped the charts and it had stayed that way ever since. No one on this planet embodied being a hero like All Might did.

"Izuku!"

"I'm coming!" Izuku said having momentarily forgotten why he was up so early in the first place.

He could hear his mom speaking to someone on the phone which wasn't all that uncommon really. Most of the time, she spoke to family or Aunt Mitsuki whenever they got the chance. She was facing away from him as she spoke to the other person on the phone.

What was different about the scene, though, were the documents laid out before her on the table. His mom had the phone jammed between her shoulder and her ear. It was only then that he noticed the ever so slightly hostile tone she was using.

"You promised you'd make this trip with him, Hisashi! Why do you even bother making promises if you'll just break then anyways?" his mother said and a niggle of sadness and discomfort bloomed in his chest.

His mom was speaking to his father.

Izuku barely remembered his father. He had left a little before Izuku had failed the toe check and the weekly visits turned into monthly before soon all there was the occasional phone call and birthday gift.

He didn't hate his father per se. It was hard to think of anyone that Izuku well and truly hated. The truth was, for the vast majority of his life, it had always been Izuku and his mom. It was pretty difficult to hate someone whose face you could barely remember.

At the very least, Izuku had a dim view when it came to his father because of how hard it had hit his mom. He remembered how much his mother used to love cycling and hiking and all sorts of outdoors activities. Being a single parent, though, she had less free time on her hands and her hobbies began to fell to the wayside as she cared for Izuku.

One of his wishes was to repay his mother for all she had done for him, but that would be difficult to do as he was. Against his will, he frowned as a pen flew across the room into his mother's hand as she began to write stuff down on a paper.

Usually, she never used her Quirk in front of him but she was so distracted by his dad's call that she probably didn't even realise he was there. It served as a harsh reminder of why his father had left and also the day his mother (and on some level Izuku himself) had given up on the dream of him getting a Quirk.

He would soon be 15 and his dreams of going to the best Hero Academy in the world would crumble to dust. UA did allow those without Quirks to take the entrance examination, but as many had said it was impossible to get into the Hero Course without a Quirk.

There were other courses like Business, Support and General Studies, but he had only ever had his eye on the Hero Course. That hadn't changed when he found out he was Quirkless. It hadn't changed when his mother had told him to give up on his dreams.

It definitely hadn't changed despite all the goading and ridicule he had suffered from Kacchan and his cronies.

His mother roused his from his dark thoughts as she spoke into the phone, "Yes, all our travel documents are in check. You would know that if—never mind. I'll take care of it and I know who to give the extra tickets to. Goodbye."

His mother put her phone down before turning towards him and flinching back in surprise, "Izuku! I didn't hear you come in. Let me get you something to eat."

His mother floated away as she went to the kitchen, "Anything specific you want?"

"I'm fine with anything," Izuku said softly as he moved towards the table.

He was finally able to get a good look at the documents. Passports, identification cards, plane tickets and—

"A pamphlet?" Izuku picked it up and his brow scrunched up in confusion as he read the title, "The Samsara resort?"

Izuku had never heard of the place before. It seemed pretty amazing he had to admit. Five-star rooms, acclaimed restaurants and a myriad of activities to boot. It was on its own island which had accommodation for all staff.

"I see you found Hisashi's gift for you," his mom said as she busied herself in the kitchen, "It was supposed to be you and a few others, but something came up."

No surprise there.

"It's all paid for and I have been thinking we needed to go out on a holiday, it has a lot of activities like surfing and hiking and—" His mother continued to speak for far longer than was necessary as she played up the allure of the resort.

Izuku wasn't necessarily the biggest fan of the outdoors, but he knew his mother would relish the trip. It had been so long since she had had the time to just relax and do what she wanted.

Plus, it could be fun. A week on an island resort wasn't the worst way to spend your time. Maybe they had an arcade or quiz bowl or something that he could do while his mom hiked or swam.

"We should go," Izuku said cutting his mom's verbal onslaught off, "It looks nice and we could use a break."

Aldera was out for a few weeks and although he had planned to complete his Hero journals, some time away on an island could ease his mind. Especially with the UA exams looming in the distance.

It was more than a year away, but it was still the closest it had ever been and Izuku was freaking out. He hadn't checked for any alternatives to UA and he barely even had a plan for the exam itself. Maybe if he was surrounded by sands and the sea he could get his mind off of everything.

Maybe.

"Really?" His mother sounded surprised that Izuku accepted so easily, "You don't mind that this is from your father."

Izuku winced a bit at that. He had never used the few gifts his father had given over the years so he couldn't blame his mother for being surprised, but this was different. It would make his mom and happy and he couldn't take that away from her.

"It's okay, mom," Izuku said smiling at her, "It looks really fun."

His mom squealed like a little girl before pulling her phone towards her in excitement. Unlike other times, seeing his mom use her Quirk didn't get to him at all.

"Mitsu will be so happy!" His mom said as she typed a number into her phone, "They've been looking for a holiday and this is perfect!"

Izuku's wide smile froze and shrank as her words sank into his head. He looked back to the table and sure enough on his mom's notepad laid the proof.

"Trip for five."

The slight excitement and giddiness that had been building inside him faded away immediately. Izuku and his mom made two. That left three. Aunt Mitsuki and Uncle Masaru made it four which could only mean that the last would go to—

"Hello, Katsuki!" his mon chirped into the phone, "Could you give your mom her phone? I've got some exciting news!"

Oh, no.

"Aren't you excited Izuku?!" his mother said while they were walking through the airport as a porter pushed their bags behind them, "There's so much to do. Mitsuki and I agreed to go hiking, but there are multiple ones! One to a waterfall, one to a cave and even one through the jungle! Then after that, we can go abseiling then actual sailing then rock climbing then paragliding—"

Despite his mother's enthusiasm, Izuku was finding it pretty difficult to get into the holiday mood. The idea of having to share a room with Kacchan, of all people, for a week was pretty daunting.

They had been a lot closer as kids, but as soon Kacchan activated his quirk it all changed. Still, though, Izuku kept going back for more. As mean as he was, Kacchan inspired Izuku. There was nothing on this Earth that intimidated Kacchan.

Whether it was a bunch of bullies twice their age or their final exams, Kacchan always dealing with stuff with ease and he always excelled. His grades were usually ahead of Izuku's and the few times he got beat would result in him blowing Izuku out of the water next time around.

Sometimes, literally.

Despite it all, Izuku kept coming back because if he needed an example of what it needed to be the #1 hero then Kacchan was a perfect motivator. For all his arrogance, he really did work hard for each and every bit of progress he made.

"Inko, Izuku!" Izuku turned to see Aunt Mitsuki waving her hands rapidly in the air, "We saved you a few seats!"

With that said Mitsuki pushed a large suitcase off the seats they were near. The suitcase flipped in the air before landing on the foot of an aloof Kacchan. He let out a loud groan before turning to his mother angrily.

"What the hell was that you old hag?" Kacchan growled as he stalked up to his mother, "Are you going blind or something?! Watch where you put those things!"

"It's not too late to send you back home, you little brat!" Aunt Mitsuki matched her son's volume which only drew stares and glares from everyone else in the airport.

"Excuse me," said a man who walked up to the quarrelling duo, "Could you not be more dignified? You—"

"Shut it, you nobody!" Kacchan and Aunt Mitsuki said in unnerving synchronicity.

It was enough to repel the man and others from intervening in the very public and very heated argument. Thankfully, the brewing argument was snuffed out when Izuku's mom came between the two.

"I think we should all just relax," her words seem to have the right effect as Kacchan and Aunt Mitsuki caved to his mom's earnest tone, "It just wouldn't do if we arrived at the resort angry."

"Katsuki...Why are the suitcases on the floor?"

"Why don't you ask the blonde hag!"

"I dare you to say that again!"

Izuku turned to see Uncle Masaru holding five cans in his hands whilst also struggling with a few heavy-looking bags, "Oh, hi Izuku! Are you excited about the trip?"

"O-Of course!" Izuku said as he helped relieve some of Kacchan's father load, "H-here let me get those for you, Uncle Masaru."

Izuku took the cans and then the bags from a relieved Masaru who looked just a little sweaty. That wasn't good. If Mitsuki touched him now then things would get even more explosive than her argument with Kacchan.

"You're a good kid, Izuku," Masaru said clearly drained of energy before collapsing into a chair, "I'll just...lie over here..."

Izuku took that chance to give the cans to his mom and Mitsuki who had calmed down a lot now that she wasn't speaking to Kacchan. His mother took the offered can, but Mitsuki pulled him into a tight hug that made his face burn with embarrassment.

To make things worse, Izuku had a prime view of Kacchan's darkening demeanour as Izuku was squished up against Mitsuki.

"Hi, Izuku!" Mitsuki said still hugging him tightly, "You've grown so much! Have you been exercising?"

Somehow, his face burned hotter and Kacchan's face darkened even more.

Izuku stuttered out a greeting before squirming his way free out of the death trap, "Uh, no I haven't really done too much exercise. Just a growth spurt I guess."

Mitsuki seemed to take mercy on him as she took a can from his hands, "I'm glad to see you're doing well, Izuku. You really should visit us more. It's been far too long!"

Izuku looked over Mitsuki's shoulder to see Kacchan scowl at him. He nodded and agreed to drop by eventually but it was definitely a lie. Visiting Kacchan's house was a great way to get the other boy to make his school life even more of a living hell.

After giving a can to his mother, Izuku was left with a cherry(which he wanted) and a cola flavour. This particular brand of soda made absolutely dreadful cola which wasn't something he expected Kacchan to know.

Kacchan was almost religious with how healthy he was. There was no chance he would know that Izuku was going to give him the equivalent of dirt and toilet water with a dash of sugar.

"Which one are you having, Deku?" Kacchan sneered at Izuku and somewhere behind him, Izuku heard their parents begin to plan out their week.

"Hey, Kacchan! Uh, I was going to take the cherry—"

No sooner had the word left his mouth had Kacchan swiped the cherry soda out of his hand. He opened it and downed it in one go before letting out a disturbingly loud belch.

"That's too bad," Kacchan whirled around and plopped himself down on his seat.

Izuku looked at the can of 'cola' in his hand with a grimace.

Maybe if he hid it underneath his seat no one would notice?

Five days in and Izuku had to admit that the Samsara resort was awesome. It was almost perfect really. The pamphlet had seriously underplayed just how cool the place was.

There was a nearby hero agency that specialised in marine rescue and apparently, a famous hero would be there sometime this week. Izuku hoped against hope that it was All Might, but if he was being honest he would go crazy for just about anyone.

Izuku had actually done a lot of stuff. He had joined his mother on most of the outdoor activities while still setting time aside for the Hero Trivia Quiz. It was an ongoing thing throughout the week and Izuku had reached the finals.

The winner apparently got a rare item of their choice. Izuku had spent time each day looking at what was on offer and he was giddy at the thought of winning. The boots All Might had worn in the battle of New Hampshire were the prized jewel.

They were even signed by All Might and Sir Nighteye!

Quiz bowl aside, Izuku had also participated in a few of the activities that were on offer. Just before going to the hero agency, he lost a mini-golf tournament to someone with a pretty amazing mutant quirk that gave him perfect aim.

Well, technically Izuku had placed 11th out of 17th but that was still pretty good. It didn't matter at all that he had only beaten senior citizens and a toddler.

Anyways, He had just returned from the agency and was laying on his bed scribbling some stuff in his notebook. The leader of the agency had a quirk that allowed him to breathe through his skin and communicate with animals. He also had a pretty cool name.

All good things came to an end, however, and the tranquillity in the room was shattered when Kacchan walked in wearing only swimming trunks and a towel around his neck.

"You're making notes here?" Kacchan's incredulity was palpable, "Oh, come on, Deku. You do know all that studying won't help a Quirkless loser as you get into a decent hero academy? Hell, I'm not sure even a normal high school would want you."

Izuku couldn't meet Kacchan's harsh gaze and his even harsher gaze. If he reacted then Kacchan would just prick and prod at the wound even more so he just had to stay quiet and hope—

"What are you writing about anyway?" Kacchan's superb reflexes let him swipe the notebook from Izuku before he had a chance to react, "The Deep? Why would you care about a Rescue scrub like him? Didn't you hear about what he did to that dolphin?"

Izuku had not heard about the dolphin and judging from Kacchan's smirk he wasn't sure he wanted to.

"I thought you were g-gonna go rock climbing?" Izuku said trying to change the topic and amazingly it seemed to work.

"I got kicked out by some loser!" Kacchan growled as sparks danced in his free hand, "Apparently, I'm not allowed to use my Quirk to help me. Such bullshit."

"Well that does go against Quirk usage laws so it would be remiss of them to not remind you of anything especially since you're not even at a Hero Academy nor do you have a special permit or civilian licence so you could potentially get the resort sued and cause a ton of collateral damage especially since the Hero Agency specialises in sea rescue and your Quirk could have caused a rock slide."

"Deku!"

Kacchan's shout coupled with a loud bang from his palm wrench Izuku from his nervous mutterings.

"You gotta stop doing that!" Kacchan said before throwing Izuku's notepad back at him, "Get dressed. I signed us up for a scavenger hunt. The prize is an early copy of a training manual written by Endeavor."

Wait? What?

Kacchan wanted to work with him?

"Y-you want to work with me?" Izuku smiled hesitantly, but the smile died on his lips after Kacchan's reply.

"Not really no," Kacchan said idly as he began to get dressed, "I got told I needed a partner and no one wanted to work with me after the rock climbing thing. Fucking gossipy extras."

Ah, that made more sense.

It still could be fun.

"Bring your bag," Kacchan said as he made his way out the room, "You're going to carry everything. That's all someone like you is good for. A porter for the real heroes."

Maybe. Hopefully?

The scavenger hunt was going terribly.

They were hot, thirsty, hungry, frustrated and just about everything else in the book. The food Izuku had thoughtfully brought along had mostly been eaten by Kacchan leaving a grumbling mess in Izuku's stomach.

They hadn't even found one thing yet. The list had twenty-five items.

To reiterate, this was terrible.

On the other hand, Izuku found out that Kacchan was atrocious at anything to do with map-reading, riddles and directions. It wouldn't be so bad if those weren't essential for scavenger hunts. It was cathartic to see that even Kacchan wasn't perfect ag everything.

It wouldn't be too bad if Kacchan didn't ignore any and all input that Izuku tried to give him. They were running out of time as it stood and Kacchan had taken them way off the designated path to find a 'shortcut'.

Kacchan's shortcut led past many red and yellow signs with symbols on them. The signs had stuff like the words 'fragile' and 'danger', images of rocks falling from a cliff and a skull and crossbones. All of which painted a grisly picture of what could happen to them if they didn't turn back.

They finally reached a rocky outcrop which overlooked a rushing river. More importantly, Izuku could swear the ground was groaning beneath their feet.

"Damnit!" Kacchan screamed causing a vision of avalanche to fly through Izuku's mind, "We've found nothing! This is all your fault, Deku! I knew I should have gone with that three-year-old brat instead! She looked like she at least had a useful quirk."

"This is your fault, Kacchan," Izuku wasn't sure where the bout of confidence came from but he was far too tired to care, "You are terrible at directions and you've been ignoring my advice. We could've been back at the resort if you weren't so stubborn."

Kacchan was stunned into silence and Izuku took the chance to reach for the map in the other boy's hands. Unfortunately, Kacchan had other ideas.

"Stubborn?" Kacchan said disbelievingly, "Did you finally grow a spine, Deku? It's about damn time it only took fourteen years! "

The insult washed off Izuku like water, "Give me the map, Kacchan."

"Not a chance, Deku," Bakugou said with a twisted grin on his face, "If you want it so badly then come get it."

Izuku's burst of confidence faded away as he stared down the biggest stressor in his life. Things were never easy with Bakugou and while he was usually able to move past Bakugou's provocations, today wasn't one of those days.

Still, though, Izuku was paralysed by his own fear. Bakugou would send him flying before Izuku could get a fingernail on the map. Kacchan seemed to realise that no attack was coming as he laughed.

"That's what I thought," Kacchan crumpled the map up and stomped on it causing the rock beneath them to let out a groan. Not that Kacchan seemed to notice.

"K-Kacchan..." Izuku tried to warn, but the other boy seemed to misread his discomfort.

"Oh, did someone want the map?" Kacchan's voice took on a mocking lilt, "If you're so good at directions then find your way back to the resort on your own. I'm outta here!"

And to punctuate his point, Kacchan let out a double-barrelled blast at the map which was the last thing Izuku wanted to see. The shaky outcrop they were on before groaned before it began a slow collapse— the rocks falling to the surging river below. Izuku fell facedown as he tried to grab onto something— anything!

"What the—" Kacchan had managed to save himself by propelling himself backwards with two blasts from his hands.

It was only once he was safe that he realised something was amiss.

"Deku! Where the hell are you?"

Izuku slipped down the rough face of the inclined platform before he stopped at the very bottom. His arms were burning and screaming from the effort of holding himself up. A welcome branch saving the day for him.

At least for now.

He chanced a look down at the narrow river and he frowned as he saw the speed of the current. He would almost certainly get carried away and he could only hope that it wasn't shallow or his day could go from bad to worse.

Things did go from bad to worse when the number of rocks surging past him began to increase. The pieces were small, but it was only a matter of time before bigger ones began to follow.

"Deku!" Kacchan shouted looking far more scared than he'd ever seen him, "I'll get you! Just hang on!"

Kacchan put his hand behind him obviously preparing to use his propulsion method again. Izuku almost listened to his former friend, but that simply wasn't meant to be.

A large rock broke off the face and was now heading right for him. Izuku, in his panic, could only kick off the rockface in hopes of avoiding his face getting smashed in.

It wasn't gonna work thanks to gravity.

The rock was falling faster than Izuku was and it would definitely catch him quick. It was rolling down the hill and gaining speed until a scream and flash of light washed over Izuku.

Kacchan.

Sure enough, Kacchan had fired a blast at the boulder but it came at the cost of accelerating the collapse. The last thing Izuku saw before falling into the freezing river was a torrent of rocks chasing after him.

Thankfully, Izuku did not have to worry about the rocks thanks to the river's current. He was swept away before his feet could even graze the bottom of the river.

That was were Izuku's good luck ended, unfortunately. He got slammed left and right and up and down. It was like he was wrestling with Gang Orca, but somehow worse in every way.

Izuku vaguely remembered there being tips for this situation but in truth, he could not remember any. He fought and strained against the currents as he was dragged and spat out by rapids and eddies.

Izuku lost track of any sense of time and space, but it was when he felt the wind on his skin that he realised that he had stopped. His body was still submerged in the water, but somehow he had—

Izuku reached behind him and despite the pain, his body was in he was able to laugh wryly. His bag had gotten caught on some overhanging roots and he was stuck pretty good.

The current was a touch more gentle down here. Nothing too drastic, but just enough for Izuku to swing and pivot onto dry land. He ripped his bag free from the roots and remarkably it was still in great shape.

This was probably the best advertisement for the Plus Ultra All Might backpack anyone could ask for.

Izuku's elation at escaping the river didn't last as he saw that the bag was empty. That meant both his and Kacchan's phones were gone. Furthermore, Izuku couldn't risk tracking back.

His body had taken far more hits than he had expected if the treacherous path behind him was to be believed. The river wound and shrank and dipped many times. It was surrounded by sheer cliffs on either side.

Izuku had been lucky that Mother Nature was feeling ever so slightly guilty as she allowed a tree to nab him by his bag. Izuku could only hope to follow the river downstream and maybe there was something or someone he could find.

Maybe.

Izuku had found nothing.

About an hour ago, he had been forced to branch off from the river as the way before him became impassable. He had weighed up staying by the riverside but he had fled for the forest when a boar had taken residence near the river.

The hulking beast scared Izuku to no end. He had read an article of what happened to someone foolish enough to get on the wrong side of a boar. There had been no pictures but the journalist had painted a grisly picture.

So, he'd made the 'smart' decision of heading into the forest.

Where even more boars laid in wait ready to tear him limb from limb.

At least he prolonged his survival, right?

The trees in the forest jutted high into the sky and the canopy blotted out the majority of the sun. From what he could see through the branches and leaves, it was around dusk. It would get dark soon and things would only get worse from there.

Izuku heard a stick snap behind him and on pure instinct, he just ran. He wasn't sure which way he had turned, but he just ran and ran and ran while screaming his lungs out. All the while he was certain something was following him.

He leapt over a fallen tree before tripping over something jutting out of the ground. He looked back to see a large root. Izuku shrugged it off though as he heard his assailant gain ground on him.

Izuku looked around for where to go and he almost cried in relief as he saw a cave. He had no time to tell if it was empty or not, but surely that was better than going deeper into the forest.

He fled into the cave. His bag failed wildly from its position on his bag. Thankfully, the cave was empty and pretty warm and dry too. It even had an opening that illuminated the cave pretty well. It did smell absolutely terrible, though.

Unfortunately, whatever it was followed him into the cave as well.

"I-I don't want to get eaten by a boar! This is so bad!"

Izuku scrambled to the back of the cave as he saw the shadow of his hunter appear. He took one more step back and there was a loud boom as his foot came into contact with something that was decidedly not earth.

The acoustics in the cave had the knock-on effect of making his predator pause which was revealed to be a—

"A deer?" Izuku said with a smile, "That's what I was afraid of? It's kinda cute-AH!"

His words morphed into a scream as a massive wolf attacked the deer. Blood and guts and fur flew through the air and Izuku fell on his butt as he scrambled for a way out.

Left and right? No.

Back? No.

Up?

Front? Never.

Izuku looked down in panic before his eyes widened. As the rabbit was getting mauled, Izuku began to frantically wipe the rocks and dirt on the floor away. He worked quicker than he ever had before and soon the detritus was gone to reveal—

"A trapdoor."

Izuku had no time to ponder where it led to. He chanced a looked up and he felt a wave of nausea as he saw that a pack of wolves were feasting on the dead deer.

That explained the smell. This was a wolf's den.

He wrenched on the brass ring with all his might and after a second of panic, the door groaned open. It was no time to soon as some of the wolves began to stalk towards him.

He opened it fully and thankfully it served as a temporary shield by opening away from Izuku and towards the wolves. Izuku heard the shuffling of a pouncing wolf right before he scrambled into the hole.

The trapdoor slammed shut, but even then Izuku could hear the wolves scratching and sniffing at the trapdoor. His body ached from the fall he took, but thankfully it wasn't anything bad.

Exhausted from the days' events, Izuku fell asleep right there on the floor with his bag on and his arms serving as a makeshift pillow.

Some indeterminate time later, Izuku woke up and his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. To his surprise, the room below the cave was bigger than he expected.

Actually, it was less of a room and more of a tunnel.

For some inexplicable reason, Izuku felt compelled to go down the tunnel. He could hear the wolves moving around in the cave so that was obviously a no-go. There was no light down here and the silence was crushing as it pressed down on Izuku from all directions.

Eventually, his mind settled into a daze of sorts as he continued to move forward. It was obvious that the tunnel was manmade. Izuku could feel intricate carvings on the walls and the floor was perfectly level.

It could have been a trick of the mind, but a weak breeze washed over Izuku. It was that small and barely noticeable breeze that spurred him on during his march through the night.

Even as his limbs began to quake and his stomach began to growl, he walked and walked and walked. Right until he walked right into something. His eyes adjusted quickly and he realised it was a door.

The doorknob turned after some effort and Izuku pushed the door open. Weirdly, it led to a ladder illuminated by what looked like the sun which was way too bright for someone coming out a dark tunnel.

Izuku climbed up the ladder with haste before throwing himself onto the ground. The sun was stabbing at his eyes. Idly, he realised he had slept through the night and until the morning.

He adjusted to the daylight and he blinked in confusion as he took in what surrounded him.

Dilapidated houses stretched as far as the eye could see. The houses were all made of a mix of wood, stone and metal but one thing they all had in common was that they were all centuries beyond repair.

"Hello?" Izuku's voice echoed loudly through the village, "Anyone here?"

There was no one.

Izuku left the destroyed building he had walked out and began to walk around the destroyed village. In the distance, there was a mountain with 5 strange protrusions on it.

A closer look took his breath away as he realised that what he had thought were unusual rock formations were actually faces. Four men and one woman. It reminded him of Mount Rushmore. Were these five the leader of this village or civilisation?

For some reason, they were all surly and moody. It reminded Izuku of Endeavor's face at every Billboard ceremony. Maybe a grumpy face was easier to carve?

Izuku spent a while committing the amazing sight to memory. As far as he knew, there were no ruins on the resort island. The research Izuku had done had yielded nothing of the sort. The most he knew was that the resort made up a tiny sliver of the actual island.

For such an advanced society to go under the radar was, almost, no, it was impossible. Either way, Izuku would have his name stamped all over a major archaeological discovery.

You know, if he didn't die here.

Izuku put that out of his mind as he began to explore. He must have been in a residential district of sorts judging by the ceramic dishes that survived this long.

Once again, Izuku was thankful for his bag as he began to pilfer only the best items he could find. It was nothing major. A few plates and bowls. There was one fancy vase that his mom would probably love.

It was only later that he moved to what looked like a different section of the village. The most notable thing about this section was the weapons. Shuriken, kunai and even a few swords.

Unfortunately, Izuku could only sneak some shuriken and kunai away. Nothing big, just around 80 in total. They were surprisingly light. You needed a license to have a sword let alone use one.

All in all, Izuku spent the vast majority of his time exploring the village.

There wasn't really that much cool stuff left though and some places were just plain inaccessible. The only cool things he had been able to find was a weird metal plate attached to some cloth.

He could tell it was meant to attach to his head kinda like a bandanna. He had found tons of them but only one in mint condition. It had been in what Izuku could only guess to be a classroom of sorts which was amazing.

Universities were nothing new, but to find out that this place had it's own had him giddy with excitement. Especially with relatively modern design. It was similar to the layout of large schools long ago.

This discovery could boost his profile if, no, when he became a hero.

Finally, Izuku came to the largest building of them all. It was right by the university and was circular in appearance. The vast majority of hallways and corridors were impassable, however, so Izuku decided to explore the ground floor only.

This led to him finding a courtyard that in contrast to the rest of the village was in mint condition. There was a tree right in the centre of the courtyard.

It had thick roots that spread to the edge of the courtyard. The trunk of the tree looked as if a God had twisted it round and round. Most notably to Izuku's starving mind, there was a delicious-looking fruit hanging from one of its branches.

Izuku's stomach ached painfully at the sight and before he knew it he had shrugged his back off and walked up to the tree. He stopped right in front of it, though as a strange sensation came over him.

It felt like the air was charged with something just beyond the normal. The feeling increased tenfold as he grabbed onto the fruit. It was purple and pink and orange with silver concentric lines tracing around it.

He plucked it free almost as if controlled by an external source. Before he could even stop to consider the implications, he had taken a massive bite out of the fruit.

It tasted divine.

Izuku took bigger and bigger bites out the fruit before soon it was all gone.

Izuku scanned the tree for any more of the heavenly fruit, but the second he touched it the tree died. It collapsed into a pile of ashes that was blown away almost immediately by a strong breeze.

"What the—"

Before Izuku could even verbalise his question, giant glowing white symbols appeared in a three-dimensional dome up in the sky. They danced and shimmered and morphed before suddenly freezing.

Izuku could only stare at the symbols in shock and wonder and confusion before the symbols turned into a grey mist and just faded away.

"What kind of a place is this?"

Izuku's question went unanswered as a burning sensation emanated in his stomach. He looked down to see a blinding blue light shining from his stomach. The phenomenon spread all over his body tracing all around his body from his fingers to his toes to everywhere in between.

Izuku felt as though his body was burnt and shocked and diced and crushed and a myriad of other sensations before it all just disappeared. It could have gone on for two seconds or two hours and Izuku would have been none the wiser.

Exhausted, he crawled towards his bag and as his consciousness faded he could feel movement towards him from many miles away.

This was going to be difficult to explain.

Author Notes:

Moral of the story? Don't eat weird fruit.

This idea has been eating away at me for days and I'm ecstatic to have gotten it out. The premise isn't unique but I do have big plans for the plot in general.

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