Knight Night

[All Might]

Break everything? Well, why not!

All Might slammed his hands together in a clap that left anyone within thirty feet wincing and reaching for their ears. "Attention! You may not be aware of this, but this Casino is illegal! Would everyone who isn't a mobster, murderer, or generally villainous sort please leave? Exits are in the front and rear of the building!" He closed one hand over his fist and audibly cracked the knuckles, "Cause' if any of you stay..."

People began to move. 

All Might darted across the room, delivering a knee to a bouncer that sent him crashing into the wall, and then kicking off the floor to leap to the next armed man in a suit. He pulled his gun, but All Might was moving before the man's finger even reached the trigger. He reached forward, enclosing pistol and hand within his large fingers, and squeezing. There was a scream, and a crunch, and All Might tossed him across the floor. A smushed pistol and equally smushed hand made the mobster a threat no more. 

"Kill him! Kill him!" Which Avenger in particular the next man to draw his eyes was implying didn't matter much to All Might. 


He started running, trying to line up as many hitmen and bouncers together as possible. He crossed his arms, and grit his teeth as power crackled along his hands, gathering at the tips of his fingers. 

"CAROLINA SMASH!"


He was shot across the floor like a harpoon, barreling over gangsters and sending men, tables, and chairs flying. His arms uncrossed with a definite flourish, and the edged shockwave rushed forward, catching, carrying, and cutting poker tables and mobsters alike. Gamblers and prostitutes screamed as they rushed for the exits, not wanting to get caught up in the newfound chaos. 

"You think you can come in here and mess with Cardona's property?!" A growling fishman in a suit accused, "Try someone your own size on for a change!" 

All Might smirked as the fishman bouncer came crashing forward. The man was nearly as broad as All Might, and had almost half a foot on the actual top of his head- antennae not included. This could be an actual fight. He pulled back both fists, gathering more crackling red energy around them. 

"Fishman Karate!" cried the bouncer, as he shot an outstretched palm towards All Might's chest. The superhero had seen it coming seconds in advance, however, and simply angled his body away, only catching a bit of the shockwave. It had bite, All Might acknowledged. But a 1-inch punch, no matter how impressive, didn't stand up to-

"DOUBLE DETROIT SMASH!"

The fishman's eyes bulged and blood sprayed from his mouth as both fists rocketed into his gut. Time seemed to stop for the pair, before the energy behind the blows flowed out all at once. The fishman's entire body rumbled, before he careened through the air, spinning as he flew, into the wall behind him. He stopped against the wall, and groaned pitifully as his shaking hands reached hesitantly for the red-hot imprints of All Might's fists in his belly. 

Cracks spiderwebbed from the wall behind him, and the fishman fell into blissful unconsciousness as the wall collapsed, and the fishman on top of the debris. 

All Might reached into a pocket, pulling out a card and placing it into one of the fishman's pockets. "You're a strong one." All Might said, "When you wake me up, if it's not in a prison, look me up. Maybe I could make a Hero out of you!" 

Turning back to the rest of the casino, he shook both arms, dealing with the tingling that followed a use of One For All. 

"Now! Who's next?!"