Thankfully, Izuku was cleared to go back to the academy, and All Might drove him there. "Listen, Midoriya, I have to tell you something. I'll also tell your classmates, but I wanted you let you know first. Our information on Tomura was wrong." "Which means?" Izuku asked, slowly looking over at the former pro. "Instead of being battle ready in two months, it's become two days." Izuku's eyes widened, and he let that sink I, but oddly enough, he wasn't scared for the final battle. "Oh. That's, um..." "Yeah. It's a lot to process, I know, kid. But since you've healed completely, and we have two days, I want you to train. I want you to try and think like Tomura and All For One would. The more you think like them, the better we can prepare ourselves for their plan, and the battle ahead. We have no idea how this will play out, or how it'll start, but once it does, we'll need a way to counter the attack." Izuku nodded. "I'll certainly try. And, All Might?" "Yeah, kid?" "Why did you ask if it was a prank when I called? Was I right about the whole clone theory thing?" "Yes, you were. The kidnapper somehow made a copy of you that acted like you, thought like you, fought like you-and one that could even use your quirk. That day, your copy was in the middle of class, with all the other 1-A students. But now that I know it's actually you, I'm relieved. And your classmates will be too once we explain." Now, they were pulling up to the gates. Ectoplasm came out, and All Might rolled down his window. "You made sure he was the real Midoriya?" "Yes. We ran some tests, and its really him. Thank you could let us in?" "Of course." The big gates opened, and they drove through, then All Might parked in front of the from that housed class 1-A. Both of them unbundled their seat belts. "Alright, kid, let's explain everything to your friends." "Yes, sir."