"We aren't going to find anything," Iida huffs as he climbed through the large tree roots, joining his two friends inside.

"Deku just did," Uraraka chimes, Midoriya tilting his head at the symbol he found. It was a curly capital 'a' carved into the rock, other curl designs around it. How long had this been down here? Who carved this?

"What is it," Iida asks curiously, Uraraka's eyes beginning to sparkle with curiosity.

"I don't know. It's some kind of," Midoriya lifts his fingers to the carved letter 'a', "symbol. Maybe a message?"

His index slowly moves with the 'a', grunting as he feels a cut-like sensation on his finger.

"What?"

"I cut my finger on the carving," Midoriya huffs, moving his hand back. Some of his blood got on the stone, the capital 'a' starting to glow a teal-ish color. The glowing color spreads to the rest of the carved designs, the rock wall glowing. Uraraka stares in awe, Iida in shock and Midoriya in fear. He wondered if the wall started to glow because he touched the symbol, was he not supposed to?

The glowing teal flows from in the carvings to the front of the wall, swirling into a sphere of teal light.

"What on earth are we witnessing," Iida asks, a bit speechless.

"I honestly have no idea," Uraraka says, too busy watching the light to say anything else. The sphere breaks into one thick stream of teal. It slowly flows towards Midoriya, Iida and Uraraka watching. They wanted to move, fearing for what the stream would do to their friend, but they couldn't. Something was preventing all three of them from moving.

Midoriya's eyes widen as his pupils shrink the stream entering his body through his pores. He can feel it coursing through him, filling him with something new. Something powerful.

His body begins to tingle all over, teal lighting bolts zipping around his body as his skin begins to glow. Red, vein-like, lines cross each other on his body as the power continues to move through him.

Midoriya gasps as he sits up, his body slick with cold sweat. His curtains are cracked, a small ray of light getting in through the glass window. What was that dream? It felt so real.

He looks to his arm, inspecting it before looking to the rest of his body parts. He even checked his manhood.

Everything looked fine, but something felt different. His body kind of aches, like, it could fall apart if he moved the wrong way.

Midoriya rakes his fingers through his curls before scratching his scalp, throwing the blankets off as he gets out of bed. He shares a house with Iida and Uraraka, the three graduated from high school two years ago. They plan days on which they go out and explore the woods behind their neighborhood. A rumor that goes around is, certain people, go in and don't come out the same. They come out changed, enhanced.

"Deku," Uraraka's voice calls from downstairs, "when you're done in your room, come downstairs! Iida and I want to talk to you!"

"Okay," Midoriya shouts back, finishing changing clothes before leaving his room.

"What do you two want to talk about," he asks as he walks down the steps. Uraraka looks at him, "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

Midoriya thinks for a moment, "Not...that I recall, no."

Uraraka looks to Iida as he pushes his glasses up his nose, "You don't remember anything?"

The shorter shakes his head.

"Well," Uraraka looks back at her friend, "we went exploring the woods the other day and you found something under some large tree roots."

Midoriya's eyes widen, "I thought that was a dream."

"Look to your finger," Iida suggests, Midoriya doing as his friend said. He speechless as he sees a band-aid. He completely passed that by when he was inspecting his body earlier.

"I-I don't understand."

"You passed out after you stopped glowing, we brought you back home to rest. Deku, you've been asleep for half the day," Uraraka explains, Iida nodding.

"All of that...I thought I dreamt it up. I thought it was some kind of nightmare."

"No," Iida sighs, "it all happened yesterday. Do you feel different?"

"Yes."

"How so?"

Midoriya thinks then notices the jar of pickles on the kitchen counter. He always had Iida open it for him because he never could.

He walks towards it then picks it up, opening it with ease.

"I couldn't open this thing without help."

Uraraka blinks, "Is there anything else?"

Midoriya nods, "I feel like my body's going to explode, like, it isn't where it needs to be to contain this power."

"You could start lifting weights with me again," Iida grins, "always happy to have someone accompany me to the gym."

Midoriya gives him a weak smile, "Yeah."

"Anything else off about yourself, Deku?"

"I...have a new found energy. I feel like I could do anything."

"You do have this spark in your eyes," Uraraka waves her hand as she speaks, "it's like they've come to life with a new light. Deku, this could be the thing you need!"

"Could it?"

"You've been very depressed for a while," Iida crosses his arms, "don't think we didn't notice because we did."

"Deku," Uraraka takes his hands in her's, "this could make you grin again, this could be your calling! You can't think of this negatively."

"But what if this is negative?"

"You never know until you've tested it out. Ah," she looks to her taller friend, "aren't you going to the gym today?"

"Yes, Midoriya, you should come too!"

"I-I guess."

"Splendid! I'll go prep the car while you change into something you can work out in!"

He jogs off to the front door, Midoriya gently taking his hands from Uraraka before walking back to his room.

"Now to the left," Iida shouts as he shifts his body, stretching to the left. Midoriya does the same, looking at the area around him. It's been a long while since he's been here, there's a lot of new faces and some old. While walking in, people that recognized him greeted him happily.

"Down the middle," Iida calls, the two changing position. Midoriya looks around the gym nervously, his eyes catching the weights. He wouldn't be able to lift any of those like he used to, it would be a long while before then. He could start the workout by running the indoor track with Iida, it would be a challenge to keep up with the taller, but something he could progress in.

He blinks slowly as he watches someone use the bench press, another person spotting him. The spotter has wild purple hair while the lifter has spiky blonde hair. The lifter looked familiar to Midoriya, but he looks away when Iida started to speak.

"We'll start with a walk," the taller explains as they move to the starting line, "then we'll jog then run then sprint. You don't have to sprint if you don't want to."

"I'll attempt to," Midoriya says with a nervous smile, Iida shaking his hands a bit. The two start a nice walk, the next lap will be the jog. Midoriya feels eyes on him, occasionally looking to the weights area of the gym. Those two are the ones looking at him. Should he tell Iida? Should he confront them?

"Alright, now, we run!"

The shorter groans, almost out of breath. God, it's been a long while since he did this. His body's going to ache tomorrow.

"A wonderful work-out," Iida cheers as Midoriya lays still on the floor. This was it, this is how he dies.

"We should move to the pull-up bars next, arm muscles are just as important as the legs. Along with running, we should do some squats and high knees."

Midoriya groans then looks to the weights, the two young men from earlier gone. He quickly gets up, looking frantically around the gym. They're nowhere, when did they leave?

"Come, Midoriya, to the bars!"

The shorter slowly nods, looking one last time before hurrying to join Iida's side. Outside the gym is where the two young men are, walking down the street.

"Of all the fucking people in this God damn city, One for All had to pick Deku!"

"You sound disappointed," the taller man muses, "don't you miss your childhood friend?"

"Miss? That bastard was just some brat riding on my coattail. He was nothing without me."

"If you mean bullying him to believe he was nothing without you. You did say you picked with him while in junior high."

"Fucking, whatever. When are we going to tell him?"

"After he gets a little beefy. One for All isn't something his body can handle as it is now."

The shorter man nods, the two continuing to walk down the street.