It had started nearly exactly one month ago, during the lunar eclipse. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, the eclipse had been predicted by astrologists, and yet when it happened the world changed. People thought to be mere fiction were suddenly walking around as if they had always been there, heroes and villains were decking it out on the streets at least once a week. It went against all science, all logic, and the world was struggling to accept it. Yet, while the media and general public obsessed over these people from another world, where 80% of the population was born with a 'quirk', superpowers, the Pig children of Hollow college had more important things garnering their attention.

"These sashes were kept in perfect condition." Alex Bursh said,gingerly turning the old girl scout sash in his gloved hands. The evidence to the cold case had only arrived that morning, but the five Pig children hadn't slept in three days, spending all their time doing research on the case from 1977, which had been reopened when one group of girl scouts had been kidnapped last month, and a second group had just barely managed to be rescued by the symbol of Peace himself, a pro hero from the strange other world. All Might. "I mean, I know that the police take good care of their evidence, but the culprit kept these perfectly preserved before sending them to Amber Gildstein." "Just like the skeletons." Greta Friedrich pointed out from her spot on the other side of the room, where she was examining the badges. "Whoever did this, they made sure to take good care of these items, and possibly the girls themselves, from what we can decipher from the skeletons. The girls had lived for at least three years before they died. Widerlich." Widerlich indeed. Ophelia Whesker ran a hand through her pastel purple hair and yawned, tears stinging at her eyes. She had taken to task of looking over the photos sent to them of the remains, as the police would never let college students handle them. From the bones, they could gather that the girls had been well fed, and face no physical trauma that would have left a lasting affect on their bodies. "My guess is going to be that they were poisoned. Most likely with something that wouldn't have any traces left after all this time." As she spoke, Ophelia struggled not to yawn again. Three days without sleep wasn't new for college students, especially not these college students, but they would need to refuel soon or else everyone was going to crash. Sighing she pushed her chair away from the table and got to her feet, pulling off her gloves. "I'm making a run to the market. Who wants what, and pass around the cash." She wheeled around the lab in her heelies, collecting everyone's money and shoving it into the pocket of her powder blue lab coat. Alex wanted pixie stix and Red bull, while Greta went the healthier route, opting for some apples and sweet tea. Kelly Marsh, Ophelia's best friend for near twelve years, wanted a hot pocket and monster, and last was small Paul Collins, who wanted some chips and salsa, along with both a Red bull and a monster. Ophelia copied all this down on her iPhone and took off, planning to splurge a little and grab herself a Salmon bowl to go from the local sushi place, Mr. sushi's. Leaving the science building, Ophelia made her way across the campus, waving at Professor Iceberg and Professor Delinko as she walked by. Professor Delinko was the criminal justice and psychology professor at Hollow's, and Ophelia was in both, however she had no classes with Professor Iceberg, as he was just the teaching aid for Professor Gears, who taught history, and she wouldn't be starting that until next semester. However she liked Iceberg. He liked to make stuff explode, and due to being pretty young compared to the other professors he was relatively easy to talk to.

Once she left the Hollow's campus Ophelia slipped on her large headphones and hit shuffle on her iPhone, content when a song by Emilie Autumn came up. Walking down the streets Ophelia took a moment to relax and take in those around her. Every since the eclipse such interesting people had come to the area. She saw a man with three eyes, a little boy who had two heads, and even a toddler with dinosaur hands and feet! So cool...then again, Ophelia was already a fan of My hero academia, the fictional world that these strange people called home, so hey were so shocking to her as they were to most the rest of society. Letting out a loud yawn Ophelia smiled and adjusted her lime green glasses, continuing on her way to the market. If it weren't for her sleepy stupor, she might have noticed the scarecrow of a blond man walking in front of her, and she might have recognized him. Ironically, Jonathan Young's cover of the My hero academia song Peace sign came on next, and Ophelia happily, and sleepily began to sing along to it, hoping in puddles left over from the earlier ran. She wasn't a good singer, even her own parents had told her such, but Ophelia didn't care. To quote a podcast she greatly enjoyed, 'Here's the thing...fuck everyone.' Words Ophelia had decide to live by. She'd spent too much of her younger life worrying about how others viewed her, and that was not a habit Ophelia planned on falling back into any time soon. " My eyes are swollen with the tears that I've been crying, but to the rest of the world, ever smiling. Singing for the courage that I'm dying to show!" This was a usual sight for anyone in the neighborhoods surrounding Hollow college in the last nine months, however to someone like the blond man ahead of her this was something entirely new. He had actually paused and let her get ahead of him, chuckling softly as he followed behind and watched her little song and dance. Maybe if Ophelia hadn't been blasting her music so loudly she would have heard him. After another five minutes of walking and singing, and stopping to coo at any dog she passed, Ophelia and the blond man reached the market place. It was a little hole in the wall place set between a tattoo parlor called Cat tattoo and a vape shop known as Wizards dust. The market place itself went by the humble name of...Market place. It was owned by Joseph and Monique Aritza, and currently their son Hector, an avid fan of the RPG Off, was standing behind the counter. "Buenos diaz, pig girl." Hector greeted, lowering his large vape. He was tall and scrawny, with shaggy brown hair and these big, pretty blue eyes he got from his dad. The blond man did a double take and frowned at the name Hector had given Ophelia. However, she just smiled and hung her headphones around her neck. "Buenos diaz, just here to restock before going back to work." "I assumed. This is your fourth stop here since one this morning. I assume you are working that girl scout case, yes?" "I'm afraid that is classified information, my dear merchant." Ophelia replied, already putting monsters and red bulls into a small basket she had picked up near the entrance. "But we haven't slept in, like, three days. "Oh querido." Hector shook his head, laughing softly. "do not overwork yourselves, Pig children. If you all pass out while working, who will help my family pay their bills? You lot give us more money than this entire part of town combined." "That's because you sell good quality shiz." Ophelia shrugged, tossing about three packages of hot pockets into the basket. The an wandered over to the soda section, keeping an ear out on their conversation. After all, he had an interest in this girl scout issue as well.

Ophelia tossed the rest of the needed items into her basket and rolled over to the counter, Hector blinked and leaned over, snickering when he saw her glittery powder blue sneakers, special ordered to match her coat. "Aren't you a little old for heelies, pig girl?" "Pshaw, growing old is mandatory. Growing up is optional." Hector shrugged and held out his hand. "Can't argue that logic. Credits please~" Ophelia laughed and handed him the money, waiting as Hector bagged her items. "I am seeing a disturbing lack of Mountain dew and lunchables in your purchase. Are you cheating on our market place, pig girl? My parents will be devastado, devastated." "No, I just want something with a little more substance right now, so I'm going to go grab something from Mr. Sushi's. Rest assured that I'll be back for some dew and lunchables before midnight." Ophelia slipped the bags onto her arms. Hector chuckled and nodded. "Good to hear. Adiós pig girl. Stay sexy and don't get murdered." He bid farewell, quoting the podcast Ophelia enjoyed. She snorted a laugh and waved as she walked out of the doors. "Adiós Hect-" "THIEF!" Ophelia halted, looking around. A sort of sludge man in nothing but pants ran by, money falling from his body. A man with electricity crackling through his hair was standing outside the Market Place, having been heading inside when the shout rang out. He noted Ophelia's wide eyed and chuckled. "You must be a local, eh?" Local was a term used for the citizens of this world, who hadn't grown up around others with powers. "Villains like him just keep cropping up, and kids like you just aren't safe. There doesn't seem to be an end to them." "No, there is an end."

The sudden deep voice caught Ophelia off guard and when she looked up and saw the hulking figure walked out of the market, her jaw dropped. He was HUGE, so much so Ophelia barely reached below his chest, and this man was literally nothing but muscle and blond hair, some of which stood on end like a pair of antenna. His smile was so white it was blinding. All Might. He actually glanced at Ophelia and then reached out, ruffling her hair with his massive hand. Internally she was fangirling like crazy. "It's fine now. Why? Because I am here!" And then he took off, going so fast the back draft made Ophelia's lab coat flap behind her like some sort of cape.

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Widerlich is German for disgusting.

Buenos Diaz is good morning.

Oh querido is Oh dear.

OH MY GOSH I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS.

Like I said, the previous version was just me winging it. I was honestly surprised when so many of you liked it, and I felt that I could do better, and that you guys deserved better. I just felt that the world was sort of bland, and the side characters were just faceless assbutt #1 and #2. I wanted both the world and the people inside it, even those who don't play a big role, to be alive and feel like you could actually meet them. Delinko is going to be easy, she was my actual world history, psychology and criminal justice teacher, and let me tell you that woman was a card. As for some of the other professors, you may recognize them as staff from the SCP foundation. There isn't any crossover besudes those characters themselves. I just like the idea of seeing them written in the roles of zany college professors.

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I'm actually a little nervous though. I'm sorry if you don't like this as much as you did the original version. I look forward to hearing everyone's feedback!