For April Ray, I gift thee a Plot Bunny. Feel Better Soon.
Here’s a terrifying quirk. “In Another Life.” It throws the one who gets hit by it into a world a step sideways to theirs, where they land on the opposite side of their birth year. Twenty year olds arrive twenty years before their birth, hundred year olds land one-hundred years before their birth. The world is slightly off from the original, and the victims stay until they die. When that happens they snap back to the instant after they were hit by the quirk, the only outward sign they experienced something is a full body flinch. Nothing physical carries over. Only memories.
Izuku has poor luck. The slime villain is placed in a pocket with a flap so is never dislodged and freed. So his last encounter with All Might is the disheartening message that he shouldn’t go into heroics because look what happened to me. (All Might is a bit of a lucky fool, he never tells anyone about his encounter with the green haired child and that said child now knows his most debilitating secret. Lucky lucky him that Izuku would never tell a soul what he learned on that rooftop on the worst day of his life.)
Izuku is drowning in his lost dream with nothing to take its place for several weeks until he watches a documentary on silver aged heroes with supposed weak quirks, and realizes that maybe he could claw his way into that branch of heroics. Perhaps never a Spotlight hero to save everyone with a smile, but maybe an Underground hero who could offer a hand up and some comfort. (Fragile hope like a soap bubble blooms, and he hides his new dream in the depths of his heart. Maybe not useless maybe maybe.)
He’s hit by someone’s quirk on one of his thinking walks barely a week after he’s decided that maybe he could be a hero. (Seven months to the entrance exams for UA Heroics.) The person in question thinks it’s just a vivid nightmare quirk, but it isn’t. Most of their victims tend to “arrive” in such poor situations that they “die” and return in less than an hour from the victim’s perspective. Izuku however manages to survive for quite awhile.
(Pick your favorite or make your own:
He’s ninety-seven, long retired from a successful heroics and teaching career, and goes peacefully in a hospital bed a year after his beloved dies.
He’s sixty-two and pulling a last stand, retired from active heroics but still a teacher with his wits and knives and he will not let his students die. His beloved will get them out and he’ll give them all the time they need. None of these people will get past him (none do).
He’s thirty-seven and had been considering his plans for shifting from full time active hero work to teaching more classes before this. Then the drug raid they were providing backup on went complicated and in the midst of the chaos uncovered the active trafficking ring. The well staffed, armed, and lethal trafficking ring. He knows that he and his beloved take too much damage putting them down. Poison and venom and strange drugs and lingering quirk effects and bleeding wounds. They clear the ring, perhaps too roughly as there are more corpses than usually acceptable but he can feel his heart stutter stop and his world goes dark before he hits the floor dimly hearing the all secured from his comm on the way down.)
And then he’s back to fifteen with a flinch, too many years and knowledge and reflexes in his head. And when he knows the year again, grief for his losses. That this life may never be as good, but he’s going to try. To do anything else would belittle those who helped him. Even though were he to encounter them tomorrow none would know him.
At least he knows what would probably work in an exercise plan to get this body up to his (former) standards. Barely resisting the urge to either laugh hysterically or bawl like there’s no tomorrow, Izuku jogs back towards his body’s home. He has a deadline to meet for UA. (He’s not looking forward to second round of High School, and all the hormonal soup.)
Who his “beloved” is I’ll leave up to you.
OOoh Oh shit please yes I love this. I love this so much. I want, I need, all of this. There’s so many ways this could be taken.