My Hero Academia: Worse than Hell.
Prologue.
Warning: Gore.
No-one knows how it started.
It seemed cliche to say that, it sounded like something that people said in movies or when reminiscing about past events to make them sound more mysterious.
But it was true, no-one seemed to know where it started. Each side had their own version, their own propaganda, their own *story.* Everyone had their own feelings about the war, about what was happening, about Heroes being recruited into the fight, about Heroes-In-Training possibly being involved.
U. various other hero academies had tried to avoid it, but things simply got worse. In time, Heroes-In-Training were expected to fight alongside Pro-Heroes as they fought off possible insurgents, hunted down traitors, and in higher years, waded into war. It wasn't what the Heroes signed up for, it wasn't what the older year students had wanted when they joined the schools.
It was War, and it was Worse than Hell.
Still, there were those willing to fight for their country, fight for glory, fight for money. The word *Hero* was slowly losing its meaning, though there were still heroes. People who would risk their lives to minimize the casualties needed for victory, like Pro-Hero Deku, as well as those who specialized in using their quirks to save those caught in the crossfire like Pro-Hero Uravity.
At the same time, some heroes took to war like wolves to a hunt, the actions of Pro-Hero Ground Zero and Pro-Hero Jack Mantis were often reported on to raise morale, as were others. Pro-Hero Phantom Thief's capacity to mimic quirks turning the skirmishes, Pro-Hero Muckman stopping bases from being overrun with Pro-Hero Vine by completely rearranging the battlefield before Pro-Hero Shemage took them all out.
More experienced heroes were even more celebrated with each battle won… and mourned with each battle lost. Pro-Hero Kamui Woods as well as Pro-Hero Mountain Lady were two amongst hundreds of heroes listed as K.I.A.. Some complained it made them little more than supersoldiers, others campaigned that the extra firepower was needed.
Denki, otherwise known as Pro-Hero Chargebolt, just hoped his friends would make it back, and promised he was going to make sure they had a home where they could sit and relax. Not every hero was made into a soldier, some were in charge of keeping the homeland safe, clearing out criminals… putting down traitors.
"Chargebolt, can you read me?"
The blond hero sighed as he put his hand to his comm-unit "Loud and Clear, as always with you."
"Smartass… anyway, do you have eyes on the targets?"
"Of course I have eyes on the targets, to think we're having to escort U.A. students... " Denki said as he tapped his visor, letting the targeting screen zoom in on a pair of girls walking towards U.A. High School. Both were hero students, today was going to be their first day… he couldn't imagine what he would have done if this situation had started when he applied for U.A.?
Probably wouldn't have applied, as it was his job scared him at times. "I have eyes on both of them."
The first of the girls he was escorting was Yori Sasaki, one of the top scorers during U.A.'s entrance exam this year thanks to her quirk and allowance for weapons within the exam if necessary for quirk use alongside one of the highest scores on the written exam since Izuku.
The girl matched the file they were given for this mission to a T. Smooth, light skin that was tanned nicely by regular outdoor activity. Brown hair kept short in a pixie cut, keeping her bangs nice and tidy so they couldn't hide a pair of ruby red eyes with small crosshairs in her irises. These features, a fairly large chest, and a sculpted body made sure she got looks from what few civilians were walking the streets.
Even Denki had to admit, she had the sort of body he would have attempted to get looks at with Minoru. His face hardened at the reminder of the purple haired boy, and he clenched his fists.
Another hero in the growing list of casualties. At the time he had been newly minted as a Pro-Hero, still working on making his own agency. A bomb went off and in a moment of brilliance and panic, Minoru Mineta, Pro-Hero Grape Juice, uses his hair balls to create a net, catching a great deal of debris from falling onto civilians. He was so focused on saving the civilians, he did not throw balls at the debris directly above him, and seconds later, he was crushed.
He shook his head for a moment, now wasn't the time to reminisce, now was the time to focus.
Along with her was Tsukiko Hara. Denki didn't have as much information on her, according to the debrief files she had a fairly average score in the test. Villain points well outnumbered her rescue points, though her academic scores were somewhat higher than average. She had black hair that stopped the shoulders and brown eyes. Athletic body, fairly small chested, skin was a bit pale but there were a few signs of regular sun. She probably went to the gym rather than training in direct sunlight.
Denki smiled a bit despite himself, the two seemed like friends and they seemed to be talking about how they did in the exams. It was like watching his old classmates talking with each other after a tough exam. "You got ears on their conversation?"
"Yeah, they've got some good ideas."
Denki looked over his gear, making sure his Pointers and Launcher were in order. There was a clicking noise behind him, rock skipping over concrete. "Get eyes on them, got a guest." He said as he turned, flaring his quirk a bit to make electricity dance across his body. A large man in torn clothes startled behind him and took off running. Denki considered the act of chasing after the man when his headset screeched with feedback. "Ow, Damn it!"
"Chargebolt, Chargebolt we need to move, they had eyes on you!"
"Damn it!" Denki said as he spun around, seeing one of the girls, Tsukiko, disappear into the dark of an alley, kicking her legs as if trying to get away from someone. "Keep ears on them!"
A boy looked over an old bar, dressed in a hooded leather jacket, black pants, gloves, and boots. There were no identifying marks on his clothes, just black and borderline black shades of blue. His eyes glowed with a dim light, electricity arcing around them and lighting up his face, revealing a black mask covering his nose and mouth.
On his back, two hook swords gleamed in the sunlight, kept in place by quick release straps. Across his chest, a bandolier of small knives, balanced to throw and designed to be forgotten. His name was Lucas Arashi, and the bar was home to his latest target.
One Hour Prior
"Heard you have a job for me." A statement, not a question. You don't ask questions in this line of work, you make your way to a client knowing what they want and how you can make it happen. Make it clear what they need done is naturally your job, not a job they're giving you. "Thought I'd see how much you want it done."
The guy in front of him was… a joke, if he was honest. Head mostly shaved, hair gelled into twin mohawks, piercings, tattoos. If Lucas was being honest, it was taking way more than it should to not burst out laughing at this guy. Someone wanted to bring back the 'Yakuza' way too much without actually taking a look into how they worked. Black wife-beater with some spray painted tag on the front, cargo shorts, sandals...
"Though, I'm starting to think you can't afford it…"
"You serious, can't *afford* it?" The thug, cause there was no way this guy was a bonafide villain, said as he gestured at Lucas with a cigarette between his fingers. The cigarette was unlit. Lucas smirked behind his mask and activated his quirk, letting electricity dance over his fingers. "Who the hell do you think you are, talking to me like that!?"
He brought a hand up to his bandolier, pulling a knife from it. Electricity arced across the metal blade and he whipped his arm out, letting the blade fly. As the electricity continued to arc between his hand and the blade as it spun through the air, slicing just a millimeter off the tip of the cigarette and lighting it in the process.
Lucas Arashi - Quirk: Volt, Lucas can produce electricity from his body and concentrate it to any given part of his body to better direct it.
"Raijuu."
Back to Present
He broke from his reverie after overhearing a scream, and focused back on the bar to see a two girl being dragged into the front door. That would either complicate things or make things a lot easier… Only way to make that judgement call would be to break in.
A roll of the shoulders and Lucas stood up, popped his neck, and took a good five steps back from the ledge he'd been looking over before to his duffle bag.
Yori looked around as the thugs dragged her into the bar, she there was fluorescent lights painting the bar a rainbow of colors and various speakers blaring music, making the room feel like it was vibrating. She needed a chance to get to her backpack, to grab her stun gun and start trashing these idiots. Tsukiko was thrashing in the grip of her captor, but he was keeping a good grip on her. She just needed a good distraction, a moment to get free.
They pulled the two of them into a side room, a third man joining them as they did. The third man closed the door behind them and turned the large, circular handle. The room went quiet, it must have been soundproofed. It looked like an office, a desk, chair, pictures on the walls.
She could work with that.
She twisted in the thugs grip, slipping her arms from her backpack and dropping to the ground. A quick turn on her heel and she brought her knee up to the bastards groin. He wasn't wearing a cup and dropped like a sack of rice.
The other two noticed what was happening and the third thug grabbed a baton from his belt, just to receive a backpack to the face. The heavy bag dropped him to the ground while the last thug moved to try and catch her with a knife. Yori used her backpack as a shield, stopping the blade while Tsukiko jumped onto the man's back and wrapped an arm around his neck, strangling him.
The man dropped his knife and reached up, trying to pry Tsukiko's arm from his neck and forgetting about Yori for a second. The red eyed girl took the opening to drive a fist into the man's gut. Tsukiko let go of the man as he tries to double over, the sudden lack of weight on his back causing him to bend forward faster than expected right into Yoris rising knee.
With all three thugs down, she put her focus back on her bag, rummaging through it. "What are you doing, we need to get out of here!" Tsukiko said, heading towards the metal door. Yori stood and moved between her and the door. "What are you doing!?"
"In there are a bunch of people who work with these guys, probably wearing some kind of noise cancelling headphones." Yori said as she pulled what looked like an air pistol designed to resemble a desert eagle from her backpack. "We'll be outnumbered, possibly outgunned. They were able to catch us on the first day of school, and if they target U.A. students they must have an escape route that I bet we'll find in here."
Tsukiko gulped and stepped away from the door, and Yori looked over the room, noticing one of the thugs had fallen onto a rug. "Help me move this guy."
The two girls lifted the man by his arms, dragging him across the floor. Once he was off the rug, Yori flipped it to see what looked like a makeshift door in the ground. She grinned and grabbed the handle at the bottom of the door, pulling it up and then pushing it towards the wall, revealing a staircase. At the bottom of the stairway, four men it suits looked up at her before flaring and making their way up the stairs. Yori leveled her gun at them and pulled the trigger four times.
Small darts launched out of the muzzle, electricity arcing across them as Yori's quirk took control of their trajectories, ensuring each dart hit one of the four men in front of her.
**Yori Sasaki - Quirk: Lock-on, Yori's quirk causes any projectile launched from her body or by devices she's holding to change trajectory midair to best ensure a hit on whatever shes looking at!**
She grabbed Tsukikos arm and started pulling her down the stairs. "Come on, let's get out of here!"
"Let me guess, that place is louder than Ground Zero when he's got the flu?." Denki said as he walked up to Kyoka, who was grimacing and holding one of her ears. She'd filled out a bit over the years, but as far as he was concerned he was the same girl he'd gone to high school with. She even wore the same style of Hero Outfit still, granted, so did he. "Any idea what we're dealing with?"
Kyoka shook her head. "No, but this stinks of an operation Froppy mentioned helping take down, out in international waters." She said, getting Denki to inhale with a hiss. Tsuyu only mentioned it once, to make sure they were all aware it was real, and shut up about it ever since. A ship filled with children, all with decent quirks, all drugged to high heaven, all on their way to an enemy nation. "If we assume it *is* one of those groups…"
"They'll be armed to the damn teeth and the noise they're making in the bar is screwing up any intel you could get us." Denki said as he brought his hand up to his visor, scrolling through a few settings. "Let me see if I can get anything on this place…"
It took a moment, but he was able to bring up an interface with his phone, bringing up a copy of its screen on his visor. He went to an application of his, courtesy of Ochako having a brilliant idea and Izuku knowing a literal maniac when it came to support equipment. He entered the address for the bar and before he knew, the buildings blueprints were right in front of him. "Alright… Ground floor is pretty straight forward, typical main room, storage room, mini kitchen, and bathrooms you'd expect in a bar, along with a sideroom."
"Unlike a normal bar, Side room leads a basement level, which according to this was installed as an 'underground inn' so the bar could expand into a hotel that felt a bit safer than being on the third floor of a building when the bombs go off… Jeez, I'd notice the sarcasm on that even if I'd gone over my limit."
"Focus Chargebolt, anything else?"
"Not really, the previous owner isn't running the place anymore, there's no listed owner." He said as he closed the app and put his visor back to it's normal settings. "Which means either they've only got the basement… or a quirk that they were able to use to expand their underground lair and also makes that basement a death trap."
Before they could plan any further, a figure in all black dropped down onto the roof of the bar, electricity arcing off of his body as he landed. "Uh… one of yours?" Denki asked as the figure pulled something from his jacket and placed it on the ceiling. "Silence means no, damn it call in backup!"
"This is Pro-Hero Earphone Ja-"
Boom!
"There they are!"
Yori turned and fired a couple stun rounds in the direction of the voice and pulled Tsukiko further into the tunnel. As they went deeper two more thugs revealed themselves, rushing towards the two girls in the confined space. Yori avoided the club of the first thug and drove her fist into his stomach, making him drop the ground coughing as she spun to avoid the attack of the second thug. She pistol whipped the second thug before firing a stun round into each of them. "That all they go-"
Bang!
Tsukiko screamed as a gore exploded from Yori's chest, splattering her with blood. Yori's eyes went wide as she looked down at herself, blood staining her school uniform from the hole in her chest. She stumbled and put her hand over the wound, as it trying to stem the bleeding.
Bang!
Yori's body fell forward like a ragdoll as a shotgun shell tore through the back of her head and burst out from between her eyes, ruining the girls nose, eyes, and forehead. "Damn shame, quirk like that would have made a lot of money."
Tsukiko gawked in horror at the sight of her friends corpse cooling against the stone wall next to her. The heated metal of the shotgun barrel pressed against her face, turning her head towards the guns wielder and forcing its way into her mouth. "Now we just have one little brat, which really hurts the paycheck… guess we'll just have to take our losses out on you before we sell you off."
Tears rolled down Tsukiko's face as the man led her back into that central room by pressing the barrel of his shotgun against the back of her mouth. Was this really happening, was she really being kidnapped and sold?
Back in the room, at least a dozen more men were waiting, snickering to themselves. A whimper escaped her mouth and the man smirked at her. "What's that, you're ready to get sta-"
He stopped and looked around, and Tsukiko noticed there wasn't any music in the air anymore. He pulled the gun from her mouth and looked towards the main entrance to the room. She could hear footsteps… then there was a crackling sound before a metal throwing knife flew out from the dark tunnel and struck the man in the shoulder. He let out a scream and fired his shotgun as his body leaned into the hit, the large slug ricocheting off the ground and knocking out a light.
Lucas walked into the room, electricity crackling around his body. He took a good look around the room and saw about 30 men staring straight at him. "Step away from the girl mate, or else." The else part was a lie, he was going to kill him anyway.
A villain charged right at him, activating what seemed to be like a muscle quirk. Lucas quickly sidestepped and used both of his hook swords to grab hold of the villain's neck, completely ripping off his head, blood spraying everywhere. Like a chicken, the villain's body continued to run for a few feet before falling to the ground. Everyone looked at the brutality in shock
Lucas grinned at the sight, "Alright, this is going to go one of two ways: the easy way, or the fun way. However, before we start, do any of you have families that you are trying to provide for?" About five thugs raised their hand. "I'm not a monster, so I'll let you five leave, if anyone tries to stop them, I'll make your death worse." Right after he finished speaking, the thugs ran out.
The leader snapped out of his shock, "Get that son of a bitch!"
Three villains charged at Lucas, each firing up their own quirks. Lucas put his hook swords on his back and propelled himself forward at the first villain, tackling him into the wall. Lucas put his hands around the villain's head and fried it with electricity, the villain screamed bloody murder. Lucas stepped back after finishing, leaving blood pouring out of the villain's eyes, ears, and mouth. "Shocking ain't it mate?"
He grabbed his hook swords and rushed at the other two thugs, slicing open both of their chests. The thugs stumbled back a bit, leaving them open. Using this opportunity, Lucas hooked both villains in the head and slammed them together, resulting in a loud cracking noise. He stepped on both of their heads and pulled out the blood soaked hooks. "Hopefully none of you has a blood quirk, cause I'd be fucked."
Three more villains charged forward, but Lucas was quick on the draw and threw knives at each of them. To seal the deal, he blasted them with electricity, using the knives as a conduit. The villains dropped to the ground lifeless.
Tsukiko reacted to all of this by running and hiding behof rge chair in the middle of the room. *'This isn't happening, this is a nightmare, this isn't happening-'
She looked up for a moment to see the man with the shotgun lining up a shot and panicked, she didn't want to see another person with half their face blown off, she didn't want someone else to die. "Stop it!"
She moved forward, her body changing as she did. Her uniform tore apart as black fur grew along shapeshifting arms and legs. Her face contorted into that of a canines. She landed on all four feet, newly formed claws clicking on the concrete ground. She leapt at the man, sharp teeth biting into his arm and forcing him to the ground.
Tsukiko Hara - Quirk: Okuri-Inu, Tsukiko cam transform into the shape of a canine, while transformed, her physical capacities are greater than normal but has no way to communicate verbally.
The head thug screamed and was forced to drop his gun as a metal disk attached itself to his chest. Tsukiko looked to the side to see a number of similar disks spread throughout the room, with Pro-Hero Chargebolt at the main door. She let go of the thug and ducked under a chair as electricity raced between the Pointer disks.
The ensuing web of electrical energy caught the surviving thugs, causing them all the seize up and drop to the ground. In the center of the web was Lucas, a Pointer latched onto his chest and acting as the central conduit for the attack. 'Son of a bitch, a Pro, are you kidding me!? If I wasn't able to direct how electricity flows through my body right now I'd be screwed!'
"Hello everyone, name's Chargebolt. You know, you all really shouldn't be so Shocked to see a hero come to save the day." Denki said as he looked over the room.
"Already made that pun dumbass. What's a pro doing here?"
Denki looked at the black clad boy with a raised eyebrow. "Another electrical quirk huh, explains why you're still standing at least. As for why I'm here… it's my job." Denki said as he pressed a button on his Launcher. A small hatch opened up and a metal cord shot out, crackling with electricity. "I really suggest you drop your weapons and surrender."
Lucas chuckled, "Mate, I suggest being better at your job. I'm guessing the two girls were supposed to be rescued, and what happened? The wolf girl is behind that chair, and the other one has her brains splattered on the wall. I came in just in time to save the wolf girl from being abused and probably raped."
Denki narrowed his eyes, frowning at the information. Killing targets this fast wasn't part of the usual kidnapping MO, they'd have to investigate further. "Well, I guess thanks are in order, I'll let my partner handle that part, she's a lot better at it."
Denki tapped his headset to a noise cancelling setting as Kyoka's Earphone Jacks plugged themselves into her boots, channelling her heartbeat through them. Lucas's eyes widened as the air itself distorted visibly from the sheer volume of the resulting sound. The sound hit him, shaking his body with enough force to make his vision blur. He only heard the sound of the heroes heartbeat for an instant before his ears started ringing so loudly he couldn't hear his own thoughts.
Blood leaked from his ears as he dropped to the ground, only aware the sound had stopped because he couldn't feel it but was able to feel the dull pain of landing bonelessly on the hard ground.
Denki sighed and set his headset to the radio frequency the other heroes were on. "We're going to need medical down here, things went downhill."
Tsukiko peeked from under the chair, her quirk no longer active and saw the black clad boy face down on the ground. *'How did this happen…?'*
The first thing Lucas realized when he woke up was that he wasn't laying down. He was in a chair with what felt like straps on his legs and wrists. The next thing he realized was that he had a massive headache, like someone had hit him in the head with a dull axe. He opened his eyes to see a green haired woman wearing a blue bodysuit that resembled scales looming over him.
Pro-Hero Lizardy.
"So… how much am I going to owe you for this?"
She smirked at him, and he realized something else.
She was missing an arm.
*Thwack!*
The fourth thing he realized is that an arm, rocketing at you via telekinesis, hurts like hell when it strikes you across the head.
"Ow… why the head, you never start with the head."
Lizardy gave him an unimpressed look. "I think you can handle it."
"Well no shit but it still makes people fuzzy, then they don't process your next quest-"
*Thwack!*
That time her arm clubbed him across the stomach, causing him to double over in the chair and cough onto his knees. "That implies I don't know exactly how much force I can use." Lizardy said as her arm returned to its place under her shoulder. "Now, I understand you're a mercenary in the underworld, picked up the name Raijuu."
"Don't I get lawyer or something?"
"You would, if this was a police interrogation." She said as she sat in a chair across from him. She crossed her legs in front of him with a smug look on her face. He had to give her props, she was good at the 'you're not impressive' style of intimidation. "You were found at the scene of a crime involving the kidnapping of two U.A. students, first years."
… Fuck, that explains the pro's.
"More like I saved ones ass, literally and figuratively." Lucas said as he tried to keep his body language relaxed, looking off to the side. "I should probably go and get paid for that."
Her left foot popped off and dug its heel into the inside of his thigh. "That's part of what we're here to discuss." She said as the sound of a door opening behind him reaches his ears. "Ah, there you are, took you long enough."
"I arrived exactly when I wanted to."
An armored hand slapped down on Lucas's shoulder. It would be so easily to just give it a jolt but it isn't the time for games like that. The hand patted his shoulder again and it's owner came into view. Pro-Hero Ingenium, Principal of U.A.. Not exactly the person he expected to see in an interrogation room.
"Now, I'm sure you're aware who I am."
"Damn it… what the hell is going on?"
"We have you on at least six to eight confirmed counts of murder. In addition, the hook swords, the explosives, the knives… all without permit. You would be looking at a lot of time in Tartarus if it wasn't for your record."
"I only kill villains, not innocents or heroes. I get rid of the problem, not imprison it."
Ingenium nodded, surprisingly. "Which is why I had a different idea." He said before walking over to one of the walls, Lucas noticed it was a bit smoother than the rest, a one way mirror. "I'm sure you're aware of current events."
"No shit Sherlock"
"Due to the way things are going, heroes are being deployed into war zones as both a desperate bid to win the war as well as act as nuclear deterrents. No-one wants to risk someone like Ground Zero being given the carte blanche or Deku being given a kill order."
"Are you asking me what I think you're going to ask me? Cut the shit and just tell me."
Ingenium crossed his arms and turned to Lucas. "We're down a student, you have the capacity to put your powers to use at a similar level as that of a U.A. student."
"If I was at that level, I wouldn't have beaten those villains. Your students are trained to get out of those situations right? What went wrong then? If I hadn't jumped in, that wolf girl would have been raped and abused, just because you were too weak to prevent them from being kidnapped."
"First, neither of them had training, this was to be their first day at the school. Second, one might argue that the boy who blew up their ceiling tipped them off to the fact they were under fire and needed to move their cargo whole cutting any extra weight that could slow them down." Ingenium said once the boy had stopped. "Furthermore, your actions forces heroes in the area to put resources towards containment of the disaster and not focus solely on rescuing the girls."
"I just blew open a part of the roof, its not like Ground Zero went on another of his rampages again."
Lizardy snorted from her seat. "Right, a roof, just a roof. Not like there aren't people on there. People with information on a possible human trafficking ring supporting our nation's enemies." She said as she stood up. "Not to mention the panic and rioting caused by the explosion happening in the middle of a city during wartime, you remember that 'No innocents' line you said earlier, want to guess how many bystanders died when suddenly everyone panics like that?"
"Why don't you take that hand of yours and shove it in your mouth? It's not my fault people panic, besides, I would not have had to resort to the explosion if there were no girls being kidnapped. I did not know what was going to happen to them, so I went for the fastest entrance. Just think, all of this could have been avoided if Stun Gun hadn't lost the girls. I would have been on my way, no explosion needed, an entire operation slaughtered, I get paid, and you guys still have a student alive. And why the fuck was I blasted when I was just killing villains AND SAVING YOUR FUCKING STUDENTS FROM YOUR STUPIDITY!"
Lizardy looked decidedly unimpressed. "Still think he fits the bill sir?"
Ingenium shook his head. "Perhaps not as we originally planned, but our police liaison might be able to swing it better this way." He said as he walked up to Lucas. "I'm going to highly recommend you stay quiet for this next piece and think on the fact that we're trying to keep you Out of prison."
The armored speedster cleared his throat as he straightened up. "Right now, our country is at war, the entire world is at war, and we are hemorrhaging people trained in heroics, people trained in quirk usage, people who keep the fights going in our favor. It's come to the point where students like Yori and Tsukiko are slated to enter the conflict before they've graduated from their first year here at U.A."
"I'm against this idea, but it's coming from over my head, so the best I can do is try to put them in a position to survive. What happened today was a disaster, one that the public will need an answer for, one that will have to be doctored to hurt morale as little as possible. I hate the process, but I understand it needs to be done, just like you understand some people need to die. That and the fact that you're careful to pick your targets to ensure only certain kinds of people get hurt is why I'm willing to make sure this gets reported to the public in your favor."
"Class 1-A and 1-B were going to be split into squads of eight, we're now down a student which means one of those squads would be vulnerable… unless we find someone with experience to take her place, someone who we don't need to train from the ground up. That's the offer we're trying to make before you started to argue. Either you can accept a place at U.A. and the events at the bar will be explained as closely to the truth as we can afford, or go to Tartarus and take the fall for what happened to ensure people don't lose hope in their heroes."
Ingenium stepped back, waiting for Lucas's answer.
Lucas chuckled, "As long as you pay me, I'll do it. Though I have two questions. First, is the wolf girl ok? She seemed a bit shaken by me mutilating 8 villains. And Second, do you guys even have my real name? Anyone who could Identify me is probably long gone and my fingerprints are no longer in the database."
Ingenium seemed to ignore the second question as he walked over to a small desk on the side of the room. "Tsukiko is fine, physically, and we have one of U.A.'s best helping her with the mental trauma. As for payment, I'm afraid that until you get your provisional license you'll have to accept payment in room, board, and three square meals a day." He said as he pulled open a drawer and took out a metal collar. "As well as a scholarship to pay for your time here at U.A., Lucas Arashi."
"How the fuck…"
"While here, you'll be wearing this, a small device made to monitor your vitals and location so we can track you and your quirk usage. Speaking of monitors, until such a time as we are assured we can trust you, you will be watched over by a Pro-Hero outside of class, within reason of course."
The door to the room opened again and Lucas discovered his chair was an office chair, capable of being spun around.
"This really isn't how I expected to find you, you know?" Kyoka said, still dressed as Earphone Jack.
Lucas's eyes widened "So that's how they knew my name. Wait, were you the one that blasted me? Your damn jacks have always been really fucking annoying Kyoka."
Kyoka's eye twitched before she jabbed one of said jacks into his ear. "Wanna repeat that, you brat!?"
Tsukiko opened the door to the dorm room she was assigned. It was already night and six of the eight beds in the room were taken. She walked over to an empty one, put her book bag at the foot of the bed, and curled up to try and sleep.
She wasn't very successful. 'What did I do to deserve this?'
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