The room is rather dark. A single light bulb hangs from the ceiling, lighting the room. A young boy, no older than 16, hums softly as he cleans a knife with a blood soaked rag.

In the middle of the room sits a, chained up, man in a chair. His head hangs down. Stripped down to his boxers. He is trembling and groaning a bit. Slowly he starts to open his eyes.

The young boy spoke, setting down the knife on the table. "Hey, you're finally awake. I'm glad. I was worried I gave you to much sedative." He chuckles lightly. "Now, let's see what crimes you've committed. Extortion, bribery, tampering of evidence." He shakes his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. So unbecoming of a hero. Especially a pro." He sighs softly. "To think I wanted to be one..." He shakes his head and steps into the light, revealing messy green hair, a rolled up green button up shirt, black pants, a black vest, and black leather gloves.

The man groans and moves his head around. He tries to say something, but it comes out incoherent and jumbled. He slowly lifts his head, blinking slowly as he stares at the teen in front of him. He furrows his brows and tries to ask who he is, but it comes out as incoherent nonsense once again.

"I wouldn't try to talk if I were you. I had to use a LOT of my serum to knock you out. So you're going to be out of it." He smiles brightly. "But you'll still feel all the pain that's coming to you. I probably won't kill you, but I haven't decided just yet. I guess it depends on my mood." He picks up a pair of rusted steel pliers with old blood stains. "But first, let's get rid of a few of those teeth now, shall we~?" He laughs and an ominous smirk stretches across his face.

~o~o~o~

Izuku sighs softly and cleans his hands with a towel. "He barely lasted an hour before passing out...here I thought pro heroes were suppose to be tough..." He shakes his head. "At least I didn't get my uniform dirty."

After cleaning his hands, he sits walks out the bathroom and sighs. He takes out his phone. "Well, I guess I'll give him an hour...hopefully he'll wake up by then. If not, well...some ice water should help wake him up." He walks to his living room and sits down, turning on the tv.

"And the search continues for Pro Hero Thunder Clap. He was last seen helping with a search and rescue mission with other pros. The police haven't found any-"

Izuku turns off the tv and grins. "Oh noooo." He says in fake, worried, tone. "Thunder Clap is missing! What if..." He gasps dramatically. "He's dead! Whatever shall we do?" His eyes go wide and he starts laughing. "Well, maybe I /will/ kill him after all. Send a message to the other pros..." He rubs his chin in thought.

Their was a knock on the door and he looks over. He blinks and sighs softly. He stands up and walks over to the door and opens it. Standing in front of it is a slightly taller boy with white hair and a grey eye on his right and red hair and a sky blue eye on the left. A burn mark covers his left eye.

"Are you ready to go to class?" He tilts his head a bit. He is wearing a similar uniform to Izuku, except his button up shirt is red.

His eyes go wide. "Oh! I nearly forgot we had class tonight." He rubs his head. "Thanks for reminding me Todoroki."

He raises a brow. He looks him up and down. "I see...you were having fun. Was this for an assignment or were you just having fun."

He chuckles and picks up his keys from the table next to the door. "Well, for fun. I guess I could use this as extra credit. He's not dead yet, though."

"Getting soft, huh?" He jokes and steps aside as the other boy walks out and closes the heavy door.

"Not even. I just don't know what I want to do with him yet. Do I want to kill him? Do I just want to beat him to near death?" He starts to walk down the hall of various other heavy metal doors. Ten doors line on each side of the wall with name plates next to them.

"I can burn him to death for you or freeze him to death." He puts his arm over his shoulders.

He looks up at him and smiles brightly. "That means a lot, but I'll figure it out by tomorrow morning. I was going to figure it out tonight, but since we have class. That's not happening."

He leans down and kisses his cheek. "Well, if you need my help, feel free to ask."

Coming out of one of the rooms is a girl with short brown hair and pink cheeks. She looks over and smiles at the two before waving. "Hey guys." She's wearing the same uniform but her button up is pink.

Izuku smiles and waves. "Uraraka, hey. Ready to head to class?"

She grins and nods running up to them. "You bet." She says cheerily. "I just finished a nap after some intense training, so I'm ready to go." She grins and punches the air a few times.

Shoto nods. "That sounds good. You look fired up."

She grins and nods. "You bet I am. Where's Iida? Is he not with you guys?"

Izuku shakes his head. "No. I was hoping to run into him."

Running down the hall is a tall muscular man with silver framed glasses, short dark blue hair flattened down and parted to the left. "Ah, there you all are. I was worried I was going to miss you." He bows. "My apologies for being a tad late. I had some cleaning up to do." His button up is a dark blue.

"Looks like the gang's all here." Todoroki says softly.

Ochako grins and nods. "Come on, we should head to class. If we're late Aizawa is going to be upset and use us for target practice again." She shivers. "And you know he never misses."

Izuku groans and rubs his shoulder. "I'm not going through that again...I still have a scar on my shoulder from last time. I really don't like being under probation."

Iida rubs his side. "I'm still carrying a scar myself. We only have a couple of more weeks left and then we will be fine."

"You know you guys didn't have to go through that crazy plan with me..." The green-haired boy rubs the back of his head.

Ochako smiles and pats his back. "We're friends. That's what we do. Well, Iida and I are your friends. Todoroki is your boyfriend. But you know what I'm trying to say. I still have a scar on my hip. It's sort of like proof of our bond." She flexes her arm and grins.

Todoroki points at his abdomen. "I have mine right here."

Iida nods, smiling softly. "Ochako is right. We knew the risks. But we simply could not leave to handle that alone." He checks his watch. "We have 45 minutes. We should get going."

Izuku grins and points forward. "Let's go!"

The group walks to the elevator at the end of the hall and head up. The door opens to a nice lounge area with no windows. A few comfy couches, an open kitchen area, a few tables with some chairs, a couple pool tables, and a large flat screen tv. They walk through the lounge and head up some stairs then through one more door.

Now outside, Izuku stretches and sighs softly. "It's nice to be outside. It can be sort of suffocating being stuck underground."

"Not having windows at all can be a bit of a pain." Ochako agrees scratching her cheek. "But we don't want to be found out or anything."

Iida nods. "Indeed. We'd all be put into prison for sure. Our teachers have made sure to make extra precautions for hiding us and the amazing school we attend." He chops the air.

Izuku sighs. "I know, I know. It has its benefits but also drawbacks. That's all I'm saying. I'm glad we get our space. We basically all have a single bedroom apartment."

Todoroki nods. "I understand. At least we get fresh air pumped throughout our underground hideout though. I'm with Uraraka. Sometimes I wish we had windows."

Ochako nods and points at him. "Exactly! Right? I'm glad someone is with me on that."

The group walk down a small dirt path in the middle of the woods. After a few minutes, they come across a large, old, school building. It looks like it's ready to crumble, the windows are busted, fungus growing across the walls, and a few holes on the walls. They stand in front of the heavy metal door and a scanner opens up above them before closing almost immediatly. The doors open and they walk inside.

The inside looks like a very normal. Fancy, clean, bright, and not deteriorated at all. The four take off their shoes and put on their school ones. People littered the halls, chatting and hanging out. They head to their classroom on the first floor and already some of the class was there.

"So then, I took the guy, put his feet in water, then electrocuted him until he passed out." Denki is sitting on his desk, grinning as he talks with his friends.

Kirishima laughs and leans back in his chair. "Wow. Are you sure he didn't die? That sounds pretty risky."

Mina leans against a desk and nods. "I'm with Kirishima with this one."

Denki rolls his eyes. "Duh, he didn't die. I only zapped him for like, a few seconds. He was twitching and gasping when I left."

Jirou smirks. "I bet you he's dead by the time you go back to check on him."

He pouts a little bit. "Come on, Jirou. You can't believe in me a little bit?" He sets his hand over his chest. "You wound me." He looks over and waves. "Hey guys."

Izuku smiles and waves. "Hey Kaminari. Do you have someone tied up back at your place too?"

He winks and points at him. "You bet. I need the extra credit after bombing the last test."

Kirishima laughs and leans back in his chair. "I bet Midoriya just has him because he was bored."

He laughs nervously and rubs the back of his neck. "That...well...you know how it is. I don't want to get rusty or anything." He waves his hands.

Denki grins. "Come on. We all know you're a sadist. Own up to it! All of us are to some extent after all. Right Bakugo?"

The red-eyed boy growls and glares at him. "Shut up, you fucking dumbass."

Iida sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Still as volatile as ever I see."

Kirishima grins. "Awww, he's warmed up a lot since the first day of school."

Bakugo slams his hand on the table. "No one asked you shitty hair!" He huffs and crosses his arms.

Ochako giggles. "I just think someone is a little grumpy this evening. Maybe he's still getting use to the nocturnal life."

He slams his fists on the table. "Will you idiots stop talking about me already?" He groans and looks off to the side.

They laugh and they continue to talk. After awhile the class fills in and everyone takes their seats once the clock strikes eight. A man with long messy black hair, tired eyes, and a scruffy face walks in. He is wearing a tight black and grey tank top, some scars cover his arms, black pants, various knifes are strapped around his waist and one strapped to his arm, a grey scarf wrapped around his neck, and a pair of goggles rest on top of his head.

"Alright, sit down and be quiet. It's time for class. Is everyone here..." He looks over the class. "Good. Before we begin, I have a couple of announcements. First, if you're going to drink illegally please don't come to school drunk."

Denki groans. "That was one time, Mr. Aizawa."

Kirishima groans and lowers his head. "I thought we didn't have class."

"I know right?" He turns around and looks at him.

Mina shakes her head. "I tried telling you guys we had class, but you never listen."

Asui tilts her head a bit. "Didn't you come in drunk too?"

She spins around and whines. "Shut uuup." She waves her hands. "I was...tipsy at most."

"You kept threatening to shoot anyone who got too close to you, ribbit."

Aizawa's eyes glow red and his scarf unfurls from around his neck a bit. Everyone goes quiet and faces forward.

He blinks and goes back to normal. "Second of all, we'll be having a raid soon."

The whole class erupts in cheers and jumps out of their chairs.

Ojiro grins. "We haven't had one of those in nearly two months." His tail wags.

Izuku rubs his chin in thought. "I wonder what we'll be raiding this time. Last time was a museum."

Bakugo grins big and holds out his hands as small popping explosions come off his hands. "About damn time. I really need to let loose!"

"There he is." Kirishima point and grins. "You were so grumpy earlier I was starting to worry."

Denki laughs. "He just needs to let loose. He's all pent up inside."

Yaoyorozu touches her cheek and smiles softly. "Oh, I hope it's a jewelry store. I could use a nice ring." She looks at her hand.

Shoto tilts his head a bit and looks at her. "Can't you just make one?"

She shakes her head. "That's not the point Todoroki." She groans. "It's a lot more satisfying getting one after looking at all different options then finally settling on one you really like. As a villain stealing is just much more satisfying and I have to continue the tradition of classic villainy!"

He blinks a few times. "Ah. So just she really likes stealing things."

Tokoyami leans back in his chair and closes his eyes. "She's quite the kleptomaniac."

Jirou sighs and shakes her head. "It can be pretty bad too. You wouldn't believe how many of my things go missing when I invite her to my place."

Ochako shakes Iida back and forth, grinning big. "Did you hear that? A raid! Are you excited?" She sounds ready to explode.

He groans a little bit. "Yes, I am. But can you stop shaking me, please?"

"Oops! Sorry." She laughs nervously and let's go. "I'm just really happy."

Aizawa's eyes glow red again and everyone calms down once more. "Right. So, our class will be raiding a bank. This means whatever money we steal will be divided equally among everyone in the class."

Iida raises his hand and then is called on. "Are we not to give any to the school? Wouldn't it get a large cut of whatever we steal?"

He shakes his head. "This school runs by large donations from various large crime families. Also the bank we will be raiding isn't going to have an over abundance amount of money in it. Maybe if you were to get over a million the school would have for twenty percent at least. Third years generally are the ones who always have to give the school a cut. Second years sometimes do. You're first years, so don't worry about it."

Denki sighs a bit in relief. "I was worried there for a second. Just think. If he we can get a few hundred thousand dollars, we'll be set for awhile!" His eyes sparkle.

He clears his throat. "I also get a cut. So remember that. You have a month to get yourselves ready. The night and time will be decided by me, but you all come up with a plan to get the actual money and the best way to escape, understood?"

"Yes sir!" They all say together.

"With that, end of announcements. Today we'll be learning the best way to torture someone to get information out of them." He turns to the chalkboard.

After a few hours, the bell rings for a lunch break. Everyone begins to talk about lunch plans while Aizawa zips up into his sleeping bag and goes to sleep.

Izuku sighs softly and leans back in his chair. Shoto walks up to his desk and holds up two bento boxes.

"I made you lunch."

He blinks and blushes lightly. He starts to wave his hands. "You don't have to do that you know. I can buy my own."

Ochako pops up behind Shoto. "Awwww, are the love birds going to feed each other today?" She laughs.

Izuku blushes darker and shakes his head. "Uraraka!" He whines and covers his blushing face. "Shouldn't you be feeding one of your boyfriends?"

She sticks her tongue out at him. "No, for your information. I have my lunch date tomorrow. Today it's Kirishima's turn to eat with Bakugo."

Shoto hands over Izuku's lunch. "I still don't see how you can understand your weird lunch schedule."

She sighs and shakes her head. "I've told you at least five different times how it works. That's just counting this week. It's Tuesday."

Iida sets his hand on her shoulder. "Well, just remember. If either one of them hurts you, we'll make sure they regret ever being born." He smiles.

Izuku nods and grins. "He's right."

Shoto simply nods and gives a thumbs up.

She blushes lightly and waves her hand. "Awww, you guys are so sweet." She smiles softly. "I'm so glad we're all friends. We should go eat lunch."

The group heads to the lunchroom and sit at their usual table. Shoto actually did begin feeding Izuku despite telling him over and over it was fine. Ochako makes kissy noises at them.

At another table near by, Denki groans as he sets down his lunch tray. "I can't wait for this bank heist. I'm seriously running low on funds."

Mina laughs and slings her arm over his shoulders. "I know right? Me too. I'm so excited for this. My quirk is really good for melting bank vaults."

Sero looks up and rubs his chin. "How much money do you think we can steal?"

Denki rubs his thumb and index finger together. "I'm hoping we can get at least a solid eight hundred thousand that would be forty thousand each."

Sero shakes his head. "Not exactly. You're forgetting about Mr. Aizawa."

"Oh...right. Then it would be...uh...anyone have a calculator?" He rubs the back of his neck.

Kirishima hums. "Oh. It has a really long decimal at the end. So, it would be a weird split. But if we ignore it, we'll be getting over thirty eight thousand dollars each." He holds up his phone.

The three look at it and begin to ooh and aah.

Bakugo growls and his fingers twitch. "Who the fuck cares about the money? What is most important is getting to blow up the faces of anyone who gets in my way." A malicious grin spreads across his face and he laughs.

Denki blinks. "Then, does that mean I can have your cut?"

"The hell you will." He glare at him and an explosion goes off on his hand. "I'd kill you first."

He puts up his hands. "Whoa, dude. I'm joking calm down."

Kirishima laughs and holds up a fork to Bakugo's mouth. "I'm sure you'll enjoy it. But now you should eat." He smiles.

He grumbles and eats the food off the fork and looks off to the side. "I can eat my food on my own...shitty hair..."

Mina squeals and grasps her hands together. "You two are just too adorable! I wasn't sure if three people dating would workout, but seeing how you guys are just so comfy together and how you make time for one another is just to cute. I'm rooting for you." She sniffles.

Denki leans away from her a little. "Geeze Ashido. You don't need to cry. You're lucky Kirishima. At least your boyfriend...and girlfriend, are in the same class. I have to schedule time to see mine."

Mina leans into him and grins. "Speaking of, where is Shinso?"

He pouts. "He already had lunch plans. So he's eating somewhere else in the school."

Bakugo groans and rolls his eyes. "Sucks to be you."

He groans and starts to eat. "Thanks a lot. That's so nice of you." He says sarcastically.

Kirishima puts his arm over his boyfriends shoulder and kisses his cheek. "Don't be too mean. I'm sure seeing us is making him a little jealous."

The red-eyed boy raises a brow and brings Kirishima close and kisses him deeply on the lips before pulling him back. "He can be jealous about that."

Denki's jaw drops and he starts yelling at him, Sero starts ranting about how unnecessary that was, Mina just laughs, and Kirishima just sits there blushing and grinning big.

This is a school for young, upcoming villains. With the school building being cloaked in a high-tech cloaking device and resting deep into the woods nearly no one ever travels to, they are able to train and educate the next generation of villains. All students who attend were chosen for various reasons. Those with more promise than others attend the pro-villain course. Class 1-A is one of those classes. A lot has happened to this class to make them so close and strong. Those events will be revealed, eventually.

Hello all! Welcome to my new little project. A slight spin on the villain au concept. I LOVE villain Deku and sometimes see him with fellow classmates. I thought a school for villains who be a fun way to add in class 1-A as villains. Basically villains are heroes and heroes are villains. I'll more or less add chapters randomly and they won't follow any particular order.

I might do separate works for important story things like for example the sports festival. But we'll see what happens! For now chapters will more or less be one shots covering various things. Hope you all enjoy!