10 years ago Izuku was lost. 10 years ago villains attacked U.A. during the Graduation ceremony. 10 years ago, Izuku was lost to a villain's quirk. 10 years ago, class 1-A was saved from the unknown… but Izuku paid the price for their well-being… In the present, Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki, Kirishima, and Bakugou, stood in front of the statue that had been erected for the countless heroic actions of Izuku Midoriya(primarily his last one).

This was the 10th anniversary of that life-changing day for the students of 1-A. The rest of their former classmates had either paid their respects earlier that day, or they had their hero work to focus on.

Uraraka was playing the events of his "death" over and over in her head as she stood between the U.A. entrance, and the monument to her friend.

Iida never really did forgive himself for failing to act all those years ago. Failing to be a hero where Izuku exceeded so often.

Bakugou silently cursed at Izuku for allowing himself to die before he could reach no.1 and prove to deku that he really was the best.

Kirishima teared up at the memory of how 'manly' Izuku was to save him and his friends.

Todoroki could only accept that the best thing to do is to respect his friend's sacrifice so that he could become a hero, and prove to his father that he was his own person… not some tool for fame…

They could never forget the image of what exactly took their friend away a decade ago. The perfectly spherical mass of pitch-black 'light'(?); and the halo of bright white outlining the damned thing. Uraraka can still feel the icy blast it made after it seemed to devour her friend.

Now here they all stood; honoring the memory of their friend.

*THOOM* suddenly a muted boom shook the ground and the air for a moment.

Peering behind the statue, the group of friends saw it hovering a few hundred feet away and 20-30 feet in the air. That fucking orb had reared its ugly head.

And out of it, spewed forth a ship! It descended quickly, slamming into the road and grinding to a eerie halt just a single foot from the statue of the hero Deku. The area was secured later by the police and pro-heros; the most important for this story,however, were the friends of the lost hero.

The aircraft resembled a bird; It's military green plating showing signs of heavy fighting and LOTS of fire damage. It was branded with the english letters 'UNSC"-contrasted from the rest of the craft due to the white paint they were written in-popped out as important to anyone looking upon it.

The first to approach was Bakugou and Uraraka. The sandy-blonde no. 1 hero approached the ship from the front, while Uraraka did so from the aft of the craft. Then it began to moan and emmit a periodic 'thumping' from within.

As Uraraka stepped closer, the rear of the craft fell open with a creaking *bang* when hitting the asphalt. So, naturally, Uraraka yelped like she hadn't done since high school. The officers surrounding the area(that saw the rear door open) affirmed their grip on their firearms, maintaining their aim on the ship.

Uraraka could hear faint voices within the strange craft.

"LaPinskie! Give me the pilot's' status ASAP!..." there was a pause

"LaPinskie! Marine, Answer me; THAT's AN ORDER!" said a male with a semi-deep, gravelly, voice.

Uraraka couldn't make out the faint response that came from within the ship; so she cautiously closed the distance between her and the vessel…

=================Meanwhile, Within the Aircraft!===================

-POV: Pvt. Jacolby M. LaPinskie

-Nickname: Pin-Needle (On account of his oddly thin body back when he started boot camp. He was unfortunate enough to have it stick due to always being assigned to a unit with two of his boot-camp 'bunk-mates')

The Pelican shook violently in Slip-Space as we neared our destination, 'the damn model wasn't originally built for traversing Slipstream Space! The spooks said this was modified to handle it, but the damn this wasn't TESTED YET?! OH, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WE BETTER NOT GET RIPPED TO SHREDS IN HERE!' I thought to myself as I gripped the safety clamps of the seat with all the strength my hands could muster.

Suddenly, the craft's emergency lights began to flash in their erie tint of red. Next, the sound of the engines whirred up, and down, rapidly. The pilots screamed something I couldn't quite hear over the loud sirens…

Then we hit ground, hard.

The pelican must have hit nose-first, because the force of the impact jerked everyone towards the front end of the ship. We then slid for what felt like half an hour(in reality just under 5 seconds). When we regained a sense of our surroundings after that jarring 'landing', Ruttger said "we're here" in his usual, very smartass, way.

Then the sarge shouted out, "okay men, get up and get ready! We are in unknown territory marines!"

My fellow marines, the two spartans(who had been silent this whole time), and I left our secured seats and checked for wounds. I was ordered to check on the pilots' status, so I made my way to the cockpit door. The damn thing was jammed shut. The crash must have bent something out of shape so that it could not be opened. One of the two spartans must have noticed my struggle and moved me away from the door before he punched the handle. The door caved where the spartan hit it, he then grabbed the edge of the door that was now bent outward with both hands. The supersoldier ripped the door off of the frame with ease and set it aside.

I looked up to him and said, "uh.. Thanks". He just nodded and turned around.

As I proceeded into the cockpit, the other spartan had kicked the rear hatch open. But I had to find out if we were stuck here, where-ever 'here' is.

Unfortunately, I had found the two pilots had dead in their seats.

"Shit" I muttered under my breath. I must have dozed off for a bit because the sarge was suddenly shouting for me.

"LaPinskie! Marine, Answer me; THAT's AN ORDER!" he yelled.

"Both are KIA sir; Died on impact!" I reported.

-POV: Sgt. Major Vincent Muller-

-Nickname: 'Mad Dog' earned for his unorthodox methods of attack when against impossible odds, against the covenant, time and time again. He enjoys a good stiff drink and has a lot of free time now that the war is finally over.

'Damn it… there goes our ride back' I thought to myself before replying to the rookie with, "Grab their tags and get back us in here!"

'Pin-needle' came back into the troop-bay and I motioned for all present to listen closely as I laid out our plan.

"Okay men, Spartan Zero will lead us out and make first contact. He will be followed by Spartan Pitt. I will follow behind him, and you four marines will stay in-line behind me. Once all of us have left the pelican, you four will secure a perimeter around the rear of the bird/ Got it!"

"Sir. yes-sir!" they all replied in unison. I turned to Zero and looked up into his visor.

"We got everything riding on you spartan; make sure you use your past here to defuse any unwanted exchanges. Am I clear soldier?"

"Crystal sir." he replied in his usual serious tone.

"Well then, lead the way boy." I gestured the supersoldier towards the exit, before he began walking outside, his MA5B Assault Rifle in hand.

'I pray to god this place has a bar nearby' I pouted within my thoughts as the spartan left, followed by pitt, then I walked behind him…

====Back outside with our heros=================

POV: Third party

Out of the strange aircraft came a massively tall man, at least 7ft 8in with, dark-green, full body armor and a helmet with a golden visor. He held a strange firearm and calmly approached Uraraka. He raised the gun over his head and clipped it on his back.

While this happened, he was followed by a second armored man with different looking armor. And behind them was five men in green armor but these men were of average height, rather than over 7ft tall.

Once all five of the green clad men cleared the strange aircraft, then broke formation and formed a semi-circle around the rear of the craft.

By now the two armored giants reached Uraraka. The green armored one kneeled down and was on eye level with her. 'My god he must makes the old all-might look like a shrimp!' uraraka thought to herself as he freaked out at her proximity to this massive, imposing figure.

"Hello Uraraka." the man said through his helmet.

She was freaked out by this stranger knowing her name.

"H-hello?" she stammered

The man reached up to his head and grabbed his helmet. A slight hissing sound was made by the helmet's removal. he lifted his imposing cover off of his dome, revealing a head of familiar fluffy green hair. She was shocked, frozen by the face in front of her.

He hesitantly introduced himself. "It's me uraraka!-Izuku… Izuku Midoriya."

END CHAPTER!

This is a basic idea I had floating in my head I might continue this when I can, never consistent I am… my old fics will be put on the back-burner for the time being guys, sorry. :(