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"Excuse me, kid! What's having All Might for a teacher like?!"

The annoying reporter lady received a reply in the form of a large teen chewing gum.

"Um, kid?"

The large teen raised a single finger as a reply.

"Kid?"

He blow a bubble using his gum as a follow up reply.

"Ugh! Nevermind! How about you? What's having All Might for a teacher like?"

A shorter teen next to him imitated what his friend did with a bored expression.

"For the love of… Just get out of here."

The two friends walked away from the reporters, fist bumping after getting some distance from the reporters.

As expected, news of All Might taking a teaching job at U.A. spread quickly and the media latched on to the opportunity to interview the students under his tutelage. Some were cooperative and gave them what they wanted in their own words, then there were those that avoided the questions given to them in their own way.

"Good plan," Denryoku plainly said as he spit out his piece of gum into the wrapper, somewhat discontent with chewing gum so early in the morning.

"You're welcome," Hajikeru replied, still chewing on his own gum. "I'd rather not say anything to them since they have a tendency to twist words around and once they get one, they need to have more. Freakin' leeches."

"Though I can't help but think those journalists will write something demeaning about U.A. students after the way we blew them off like that."

There was a brief pause in his step before Hajikeru dropped his head in realization.

"…Crap," hissed the bubble teen, losing his gum to the cement as he prepared it for another bubble. "Aw man…"

Later

Class 1-A

After the morning bell rang in significance of the start of homeroom, Aizawa trudged his way into class with his implied sleep deprivation still present. He then took out a wad of papers from his sleeping bag and placed them on his desk.

"Good morning class," droned Aizawa. "Hope you're rested from yesterday's exercise for the day. I reviewed your evaluations from yesterday and found some of you need some extra work."

'Uh oh,' collectively thought the class.

"Uraraka, Hagakure." The girls in question straightened up at their homeroom teacher calling them out. "Keep your composure when it comes to exercises like the one yesterday." Both girls nodded in agreement at their minor blunder yesterday.

"Bakugo." This got the ashen blond's attention. "You have an immense amount of talent, but it's being held back by that childish mentality. Stop wasting your talent and grow up."

"I know," Katsuki begrudgingly admitted.

"And Midoriya. As I've said before, you can't rely on someone to help you when you destroy your arm. If you keep using the 'I can't control my Quirk' excuse, you won't get far. So show a little initiative in fixing that problem, would ya?"

"Yessir!" yelled out Izuku.

"Good. Now on to today's announcements. I know it's early to bring this up, but you will need to…"

'It's not another Quirk test, is it?!' collectively thought Class 1-A.

"Pick a class president."

'It's something school related!'

And like that, the entire class erupted in declarations of becoming the class representative.

"I want to be class rep!"

"No, pick me!"

"I wouldn't mind being class president."

"Such a position is destined for someone like—"

"I'll do it! Pick me! Pick me!"

"I'll declare all girls to expose at least 30 centimeters of thigh if you pick me!"

"I'll form an enforcement group for inappropriate behavior if I get the position!"

"I can do the job better than any one of these losers!"

"SILENCE!"

With an authoritative shout, Tenya managed to cease the mess of voices.

"Those that seek this position are tasked with the responsibility of your classmate's wellbeing. Simply saying you want the position does not mean you're right for the job. Being the representative of this class requires esteem and trust amongst your peers. Therefore, I recommend a democratic vote to choose who will be the class representative! This is the only fair way to approach this!"

Several of the students silently agreed with what Tenya was proposing while everyone else were mostly amused by the fact that his hand was raised the highest in the class.

"Not that I don't agree with you, Iida, but it's a little early for that trust to be there for anyone in the class," Tsuyu point out as she turned around to give the speedy teen her usual straight look.

"And wouldn't everyone just vote for themselves in the end?" pointed out Eijiro.

"It's the primary reason why I recommended it in the first place," counteracted Tenya. "In the short amount of time we have been in this class, the one to garner the most votes is the one to have earned this position, no?" The speedy teen then gave his attention to his class's homeroom teacher. "Aizawa-sensei! May we proceed with this method of choosing the class representative?!"

"As long as you decide by the deadline, I don't care how you choose," droned the shaggy homeroom teacher.

"Very well! Everyone cast your votes!"

After calibrating the touch screen function on every student's desk for voting purposes and after every student put in their votes, the results appeared on the blackboard at the front of the class. They mostly consisted of one vote, but the ones that stood out were Izuku and Momo with three votes each and Hajikeru with two votes.

"How did I get three votes?!" questioned a surprised Izuku.

"Alright you losers!" shouted an irritated Katsuki. "Which one of you voted for Deku?!"

"Hey, better him than you, right?" Hanta taunted.

As the angry blond started yelling profanities at the tape teen, Ochako was quietly whistling in innocence a few rows back.

'Maybe I'll keep my vote for Deku to myself,' the brunette thought to herself.

"I received one vote?" questioned Tenya, confusion clear in his voice.

"You sound surprised," addressed Momo with a scrunched brow. "You didn't vote for yourself, Iida?"

"After all that talk, you still voted for someone else?" asked Rikido. "What are you doing, Iida?"

"C'mon guys, lay off," Hajikeru said as he inserted himself into the conversation. "If he voted for someone else, he must have a good reason for it, right?"

"I mean, sure but-" Rikido was cut off by Aizawa calling up Izuku and Momo to the front. It was then everyone that was standing went back to their respective seats.

"Alright, it's a tie between Midoriya and Yaoyorozu," Aizawa said as he remained in his sleeping bag. "So, which one of you wants the position?"

"Um… Uh…" Izuku was nervously shaking and sweating, not being used to standing in front of a large crowd.

"If it is alright with you Midoriya, I would like to attain the position as class representative," Momo politely requested seeing the meek teen shake in his red boots.

"Uh, sure, Yaoyorozu. I-it's all yours." From that, Izuku gave out a slight sigh of release. He didn't think he was ready to be in any position of power yet, but at least he wasn't at the helm. Though to be fair, he was technically the first mate, so the pressure was still there.

"Alright, the Class President will be Yaoyorozu and the Vice President will be Midoriya." Izuku audibly gulped at having his new position announced to everyone in the classroom, while Momo softly smiled to her fellow students.

"I'm good with this," spoke up Denki.

"I think we're in good hands," Tsuyu said with a smile.

"This is gonna be awesome!" yelled out Sherry.

"Settle down," Aizawa called out. "You still have a few minutes before your first class, so talk amongst yourselves until it's time to leave."

'Then what was the point of telling us to settle down?' internally questioned some of the students.

Lunchtime

Mess Hall

"We may have different classes in the day at different times, but I think the same should be applied to meal times. It's incredibly impractical to have most, if not all, students in the mess hall at the same time," Denryoku pondered as he and Hajikeru took a seat at a rectangular table suitable for 10 people. The electro-teen placed down his lunch tray, which consisted of a shredded, barbeque chicken sandwich with coleslaw under the top bun and a lemon soda. On the bubble teen's tray is a rice bowl topped with thinly sliced beef and various steamed vegetables and a lemon iced tea.

"Yeah, but at least we got here before the lunch rush," the bubble teen added.

"Lunch Rush is already here, Haji."

Hajikeru gave his deadpanned friend an unamused look before responding to the bad joke.

"Oh very funny."

"I thought it was little funny," spoke a familiar, bubbly voice from behind the two roommates. The voice belonged to Ochako accompanied by Izuku and Tenya.

"Oh hey guys," Hajikeru responded with a smile. "Take a seat, there's plenty to go around."

"Appreciated, Utakata!" adamantly responded Tenya.

"Friends of yours?" asked Denryoku to his closest friend as the trio took their seats.

"Yup," answered Hajikeru. "I know Iida from the first day and I got to know Midoriya and Uraraka yesterday during the team exercise."

"Alright, I suppose I'll introduce myself to them. It would avoid any quiet awkwardness while you get napkins."

"Oh c'mon, did we really forget—ugh, nevermind. I'll be right back. You mingle or something."

"Alright." Denryoku then called for the attention of the recently seated trio as the bubble teen left. "Alright, while Mr. Bubbles is getting napkins… My name is Denryoku Emera. I've been friends with Haji since we were kids. It's good to meet newly made friends of his."

'Hehe… Mr. Bubbles,' cheerily thought Ochako.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Emera!" loudly spoke Tenya as he bowed to the electro-teen. "I am Tenya Iida!"

"You're a bit loud. Tone it down a little, would ya?" hushed the electro teen. This got the speedy teen to realize the many eyes focused on him and gave a bow along with an apology.

"My apologies."

"I'm Ochako Uraraka!" chirped Ochako with a mouth full of rice. "Utakata was on my and Deku's team during the team exercise yesterday! He was kinda awesome, but also really weird. Then again, Iida was just as awesome, but even weirder than him."

'Deku?' internally questioned Denryoku as Iida questioned Ochako's description of him during the team exercise. 'Isn't that an insult? She seems like a nice person. Why would she call someone the equivalent of 'useless'?'

"I-I'm Izuku Midoriya," stuttered out Izuku. "It's good to meet a friend of Utakata's."

"Izuku Midoriya?" parroted Denryoku with a questioning tone.

"Uh… yes?" The stare the electro-teen gave with his coal grey eyes was making the meek teen very uncomfortable.

"As in the same Izuku Midoriya that took down the Zero-bot in the entrance exam?"

"H-how did you know about that?" Izuku was growing more and more nervous with every sentence spoken by the electro-teen, though he didn't really know why. There wasn't any hostility in his voice, but there wasn't a feeling of comfort coming from him either. This, in turn, drew the attention of the other two occupants at the table.

"Haji and I were looking over the results for the practical portion of the entrance exam after we watched our acceptance letters and we happened to focus on both your score and some other guy's, Katsuki Bakugo if I remember correctly, due to how polar they were."

This got Izuku to flinch slightly from the mere mention of his old friend's name, something Denryoku chalked up for later.

"And we happened to see your score of 60 rescue points with zero villain points. At the time we can only hypothesize as to how it was possible for someone to rake up that many points when we weren't even informed of the additional rescue points. But since you just confirmed that you did destroy the Zero-bot, I would like some details as to how it occurred and why you did it despite it being worth squat."

Despite not feeling any hostility from the electro teen, Izuku couldn't help but feel intimidated. From the way he addresses Hajikeru, he seems to be very familiar with him if the nicknames are anything to go by. The traits he has displayed while addressing him tells the meek teen that he's very analytical and pensive. He's a much different person compared to the bubble teen.

"Should you ask such a question from Midoriya after only knowing his name?" asked Tenya. "That isn't very polite, Emera."

"I'm not forcing him to respond. It's his choice whether he wants to answer my question or not."

"Um…" stuttered out Izuku. "Well, I… uh…"

"Dude, why are you interrogating Midoriya?" asked Hajikeru with a raised eyebrow and a generous handful of napkins in his hand. "Also look who I found." Poking out from behind him were a waving Mina and Tooru, both satisfied with finding a couple of empty seats and joining their newest friend for lunch. They both took up empty seats closest to the center of the table.

"I'm just asking Midoriya for an answer to my question," casually answered Denryoku.

"Semantics," plainly responded the bubble teen.

"Eh… you make a good point. Okay, I was interrogating Midoriya."

"Pfffft…" Ochako sputtered out a few grains of rice from the blunt response.

'Well, it certainly felt like it,' thought the inheritor of One-for-All, feeling more relaxed now that he was no longer the focus point.

"I'm glad you could join us once again, Utakata," Tenya interjected before Hajikeru could continue asking about his best friend's interrogation of his newest friend. "I've been meaning to ask you something from earlier this morning."

This caught the bubble teen's attention, since that morning was the election for Class President.

"Alright, shoot," Hajikeru replied.

"First, I must thank you for standing up for my decision to vote for someone more qualified for the Class Representative than myself."

"Wait you didn't vote for yourself, Iida?" Mina questioned after chewing a portion of lady fingers from her salad. During homeroom she was too disappointed to see the rest of results of the election, so she didn't see who got who's vote, save for Izuku and Momo. "Then how did you get one vote?"

"I voted for him," Hajikeru answered in Tenya's steed. This gave him a few looks of attention, especially from the speedy teen. "The team exercise from yesterday was enough evidence to vote for either you or Yaoyorozu, but you managed to get my vote with that short speech before the moment of truth. Honestly, I'm bit surprised you didn't vote for yourself with how much you wanted it."

"I know!" contributed Tooru after taking a slurp of her spaghetti and wiping the sauce around her mouth. To those who are right next to her, it was slightly unnerving to watch food disappear into what is definitely her mouth with the sauce being the only evidence that there is even someone eating. "You were going on about how 'prestigious' it is to be Class Pres, so I thought you wanted the position badly. Plus, you totally pull off the Class Pres look with those glasses!"

"I thought the same thing!" Ochako added, a bit of rice hanging just under her mouth.

"Don't you think that's a bit blunt?" questioned Izuku to the girls. "There's more to being Class President than looks, like Utakata said earlier."

"As he had said before, I was simply following my own judgment, Midoriya," Tenya stated as he continued to dig into his curry and rice. This caught the attention of the meek teen, letting his wad of rice and fried pork cutlets down into the bowl along with his chopsticks. "You demonstrated impressive judgment and guts during the Entrance Exam and again during the team exercise yesterday. Both are good qualities for a leader to have. It's the reason why I voted for you."

"Wait. That was you?" Izuku responded with surprise in his voice. "Then who was the other person who voted for me?"

"Like you have to ask that question," answered Hajikeru, looking Izuku in the eyes before shifting his own rectangular ones to a certain bob-cut brunette next to him.

Moving his gaze to where the bubble teen shifted his eyes lead him to Ochako, who was trying to look anywhere but Izuku's face. Of course when their eyes met, she got a bit flustered from being caught as one of the two that voted for the meek teen.

"Oh, hahahaha!" nervously giggled Ochako. "I guess you caught me. Ahahahaha…"

"Hehehe…" half heartedly joined in Izuku before stopping to think about his current position as Class 1-A's Vice President. "As flattered as I am that you two voted for me, I'm kind of nervous. I'm not sure if I'm ready for the Vice President position."

"I don't think I'm ready either, but I'm sure we'll both manage," replied the dark haired teen.

"Yeah, don't fret Midoriya," added Hajikeru. "I'm sure you'll be fi— wait a minute…" The bubble teen shifted his attention to his closest friend in confusion. "What do you mean 'we'll both manage'?"

This got the table residents to look at the electro-teen in confusion. Being put in the center of attention, Denryoku decided to speak of his new position within Class 1-B.

"By 'we'll both manage', I mean I have the same position as Midoriya in Class 1-B," firmly stated Denryoku as he took another bite of his sandwich.

"You're the Vice President of Class 1-B?!" Mina questioned loudly. 'Who the heck is this guy, anyway?'

"How did this happen?!" the bubble teen loudly questioned.

"Keep it down, would you?" berated Denryoku. "But yes, I was elected Vice President of Class 1-B. My actions yesterday during our battle exercise seemed to have won over some of my classmates. So, I got second highest overall votes and was given the position."

"And there you go," Hajikeru commented while taking a sip of his iced tea. "Freakin' hell, man. When did you turn into a big shot?" Then realization hit the bubble teen when he went for another mouthful of rice and beef. "Wait… That reminds me. If I voted for Iida, then who the heck voted for me?"

"I did!" spoke up Tooru and Mina at the same time.

"Wait, really?!"

"Nice job, Lady Killer," Denryoku said while hiding a subtle, teasing smile behind his sandwich.

"Dude!" The bubble teen glared at his best friend in distain from that comment while his face seemed to burn with embarrassment. This, in turn, got all of the table residents to chuckle or giggle at Hajikeru's expense.

Out of nowhere, a loud siren came blaring to life, greatly startling the students. It was then followed by a robotic voice that repeated:

LEVEL 3 SECURITY BREACH

PLEASE EVACUATE THE FACILITY

"Level 3?!" shouted Tenya. "What does that mean?"

"It means someone has infiltrated the school!" spoke an unnamed upper classman. "We need to get out of here, now!"

Except instead of evacuating the vicinity, everyone within the mess hall was pressed up against each other with no indication of moving towards the exit. And yes, exit, not exits.

What made it worse is that in the midst of all the panic is the group of seven was disbanded within a few seconds. Now it was just Denryoku and Hajikeru in the sea of panic.

"And I was just talking about this earlier!" yelled an irritated Denryoku, a far cry from the calm and collected electro teen on display earlier. In addition to his irritation, his eyes have also taken an electric green color and his hands were shoved into his pockets by his own power.

"Dude, just get to the exit!" shouted an equally irritated Hajikeru.

"How?! Everyone is panicking and we're stuck with everyone shoving everyone away!"

"Vice Rep!" shouted a voice over the roaring students. The owner of said voice slammed into Hajikeru with enough force to make him grunt, receiving a glare of annoyance courtesy of said bubble teen. "Sorry about that! So this is where you've been, Vice Rep."

The teen in question had bone-white skin, ash grey hair, and large teeth with a distinct lack of lips. Oddly enough, he didn't seem concerned about the chaos that was happening at the moment.

"Honenuki!" Denryoku shouted, still very irritated. "Tell me you found a way out of this!"

"Nah, no openings," the lipless teen said. "Nothing but panic. I only bumped into this guy because of all the pushing and shoving. Sorry again, big guy."

"It's not a big deal," responded the bubble teen through a couple of grunts. "I've been through worst. This is becoming a close second though!"

"Neat."

The two roommates/friends could only sweat-drop from the casual response that came from the lipless teen despite the chaos.

"Hey, isn't that your friend?" asked Denryoku.

The bubble teen drew his attention to what his close-friend pointed out: a floating Tenya with his pant legs pulled up, no doubt prepping himself to use his Quirk. As if on cue, the exhaust pipes on the speedy teen's legs roared to life, which resulted in a series of backflips, followed by a slam into the wall just above the exit.

"Everyone!" shouted Tenya as he held onto an overhead pipe. "Everything is okay! It's just the press! There is no need to panic! We are not in danger! Please exit the Mess Hall in an orderly fashion!"

With broken synchronization, the entire sea of students looked out of the Mess Hall to find the masse of reporters attempting to enter one of the main buildings. The only reason why they haven't succeeded in entering was because of Present Mic's and Eraserhead's efforts. With confirmation that they weren't in any danger, the students began to file out of the Mess Hall, calmly this time.

"You mean to tell me that this whole thing happened because the freakin' press from this morning managed to break into the campus," growled a clearly angered Hajikeru. "It's official. I hate the press."

"Same," plainly replied a now calmed down and no longer green eyed Denryoku, resuming his deadpanned expression.

"Eh, they're not that awful," responded the lipless teen. "They've definitely earned that bad reputation, though."

"Oh yeah, that reminds me," Hajikeru wondered. "Are you from Class 1-B?"

"Hm? Oh right. I'm Juzo Honenuki. I'm from Class 1-B. What about you, big guy?"

"I'm Hajikeru Utakata. I'm your Vice President's best friend. Please stop calling me 'big guy'."

"Can do."

U.A. Side Entrance

While the students were evacuating the Mess Hall, several notable U.A. instructors/Pro Heroes were gathered in front of the remnants of the dubbed 'U.A. Barrier'.

"A simple human reporter couldn't have done this," spoke a well dressed, bipedal... mouse?... bear?... dog?... principal. He was wearing a black vest over a white dress shirt and red tie and black dress pants with a pair of brown boots. On the right side of his face was a single scar that overlapped his eye. "Someone had the intention of disturbing our grounds, but for what? To spite us? Or to wage something greater?"

Behind him are the Youthful Heroine: "Recovery Girl", the R-Rated Hero: "Midnight", and the Space Hero: "Thirteen", all clad in their hero outfits.

"What would you suggest, sir?" asked Thirteen through a robotic voice filter.

"I'll have Cemetoss put up a temporary barrier until we can replace the doors properly. Until then, keep this quiet amongst the students. We don't want them panicking over this."

"Alright, but what will we tell them when they ask about this?" asked Midnight.

"Maintenance," simply responded the mouse?... bear?... dog?... principal. While the simple answer was meant to gather some form of humor, the fact that the metal barrier meant to keep out intruders was disintegrated weighed heavily on the minds on those present.

The Next Day

"Now about today's Hero Training," Aizawa addressed in his deadpanned tone. "This time you will be supervised by All Might, myself, and another Pro. Today's exercise is important. One of the key skills of heroics: how to act and respond during a disaster. In other words: Rescue Training."

"Sounds like another rough day ahead of us, guys," Denki responded in a sullen tone.

"Don't be pessimistic, Kaminari," Hajikeru countered. "With any luck, this should be easier than being pitted against each other and fighting to the death."

"As much fun as that sounds, this is what being a hero is all about!" excitedly interjected Eijiro, ignoring the confused looks from his optimism on the 'fight to the death' portion of Hajikeru's statement. "I can't wait!"

"It's completely up to you if you want to wear your hero costume for this activity," continued the shaggy homeroom teacher. As he spoke he pressed a familiar button that many have seen yesterday, the same button that All Might used to introduce the students' hero costumes for the joint exercise. "Some of them are ill suited for this kind of training, but it's not up to me to decide. The training area is a ways away, so we'll be taking a bus to get there. Get changed and meet at the front gates in 15 minutes. Dismissed."

20 Minutes Later

Bus (Destination: Rescue Training Exercise Location)

"So can someone tell me why we're taking a civilian bus to our rescue exercise location?" Hajikeru asked several moments after the bus began moving. "Not that I'm being a prick or anything, but why not a school bus?"

"It has the U.A. logo on the front, doesn't it?" countered the spiky redhead that was sitting across from the bubble teen. "That should count as the school's bus."

"You know what I mean, Kirishima."

"Heh, I know," cheekily replied Eijiro with a sharp, toothy smile.

"Hey Midoriya," Tsuyu drew the attention to the class's vice president. "I want to tell you something." *ribbit*

"Oh yeah?" blushed the meek teen. "What did you want to ask me, Asui?"

"I want you to call me Tsu. That wasn't all I wanted to say, though." The frog girl briefly paused before continuing. "Your Quirk kinda resembles All Might's." *ribbit*

All thought processes seemed to have ceased for the inheritor of One-for-All. He was reduced to a stammering mess as he struggled to get a sentence out.

"R-r-r-really?! I n-n-never noticed that!"

"I mean I kinda see where you're coming from, Asui…" entered Hajikeru.

"You can call me Tsu, Utakata," responded Tsuyu, catching the bubble teen of guard.

"Oh… Uh… Okay then… Um…"

"Hehehe, not used to calling someone new by their first name, eh Utakata?" voiced a grinning Mina two seats away.

"Kinda, yeah," quickly responded the bubble teen with a slightly pink face. "Anyway I get why you would say Midoriya's Quirk is like All Might's, Tsu. What with the insane strength and all. But I don't think I've seen All Might break his limbs every time he punches something. It's like an exchange in Midoriya's case: you get a massive amount of strength, but you sacrifice the limb you're using your Quirk on. Then there's that glow around Midoriya's arm that appears whenever he uses it, probably a side effect of his Quirk."

"You got to admit, though," interjected Eijiro. "Strength enhancements Quirks are pretty similar, but you can do a lot of cool stuff with them. Too bad my Hardening Quirk isn't that awesome. I can harden portions of my body to increase my durability, but it isn't anything flashy."

"I think it's pretty neat, Kirishima," commented Midoriya from beside Tsuyu. "You can easily go pro with a Quirk like that."

"He's not wrong," spoke Hajikeru with a grin present on his face. "You're easily one of those guys that can tank damage and keep going, but you can also play an offensive role if need be. You have a multipurpose Quirk, man."

"You think so?" asked Eijiro, a bit unsure about his classmate's compliments. "I mean I'm flattered, but Heroes are also ranked by how popular they are to the public. Flashy Quirks tend to stand out more in those cases."

"If you want the idéal (ideal/perfect) Quirk for the best combinaison (combination) of power and dazzle, then look no further than moi," spoke up Yuga with a sparkle in his eye.

"Except it really doesn't do well when you get a tummy ache after you use it, huh?" Mina responded, putting a comforting hand on Yuga's shoulder, much to the sparkly teen's chagrin.

"You want to talk cool and powerful?" Denki asked from one of the front facing seats next to Hajikeru in the back. "You can't not talk about Bakugo, Todoroki, and Teikiatsu. They were so badass during the team exercise yesterday!" This comment received an undisclosed emotion from Shoto, a scoff from Katsuki, and a light blush and girlish giggle from Sherry from the back of the bus.

"Sure but between those three, Bakugo is going to be the least popular of them," commented Tsuyu. "He would have had a chance if were less angry." *ribbit*

"What did you say?!" exploded Katsuki. "I'll kick your ass, Frog-Face!"

"See?"

"You know it's kinda sad to say we already know your personality is the same as flaming crap with month old sewage after only knowing you for a few days, Bakugo," Denki replied in a matter of factly manner.

"You want to repeat that Electro-Dolt?!" angrily replied the explosion teen.

"I mean, he's not wrong…" quietly muttered the bubble teen, hoping the angry blond didn't hear him.

"You say something, Pink Eye?" Katsuki spoke in a growl.

"Nothing important, Bakugo," calmly responded Hajikeru, not paying mind to the nickname.

"Tch. Whatever."

"Look alive, kids," spoke up Aizawa as he pulled the bus up to a large, dome shaped building. "We're here."

USJ Main Entrance

Inside the domed building was a variety of designated 'zones', all with a specific theme meant to represent the various situations heroes will encounter in their career. This is where their rescue exercise will take place.

"Holy crap!" shouted Denki. "Is this Universal Studios Japan?!"

"Can't be," responded Hajikeru, looking equally dumbfounded. "This place is too small to be USJ."

"Perhaps so," spoke up a robotic filtered voice, drawing the attention to a figure in a puffy space suit. "But Universal Studios Japan is a place of fun and leisure. This place is meant to get you prepared for the inevitable moment when you will need to carry out rescue operations from disasters and accidents of any kind. I call this place the 'Unforeseen Simulation Joint', better known as the USJ!"

'So, not Universal Studios Japan…' thought some of the students.

"Whoa!" Izuku gushed in awe. "It's the Space Hero: 'Thirteen'! He's known for being an incredible Rescue hero who has carried out hundreds of rescue operations!"

"Ooooh!" Ochako squealed in equal awe. "I love Thirteen! He's one of my favorite heroes ever!"

"Thirteen," addressed the homeroom teacher. "Where's All Might? I thought he was meeting us here."

"Well," slowly answered the Space Hero. "He won't be joining us today. Something came up and it demands his full attention." As Thirteen spoke, he lifted up three fingers to the confusion of the students save for one.

'Does that mean All Might went over his limit for the day?' Izuku thought worryingly.

"Well, it can't be helped," Aizawa sighed. "Let's get started then."

"Excellent," Thirteen addressed the students. "Before we start, I have one thing to say. Well, maybe two things. Possibly three. Four. Perhaps—"

"We get it," droned the students in synchronization.

"Oh, right. I'll try to keep this brief, so hold your questions and comments to the end. As I'm sure some of you are aware, my Quirk is known as Black Hole. With it, I can disintegrate anything within the general direction of my fingertips. I much prefer to use this power to save lives, but it can easily be used to kill. I don't doubt that there are those amongst you that have a Quirk with a similar danger to them. With the current laws and restrictions in place, we're limited with what we can do in public, at least without the proper licensing. And even then, we can't use our Quirks whenever we want.

"With power, there comes restraint. You've learned of your hidden potential with Aizawa's Quirk Assessment Test and you've experienced how dangerous your Quirks can be in All Might's Hero Training. This time, you will learn how your Quirks can be used to save lives. You've come to U.A. to help people, to become the new generation of heroes. I'm hoping your experience here will be fruitful. That will be all."

As Thirteen bowed in conclusion of his/her speech, the class cheered in appreciation for the Space Hero's words of wisdom.

"Alright," Aizawa addressed the class as they quieted down. "I want you to form six groups of—"

Before the eraser hero could finish his instructions, a rippling noise brought his attention to the fountain in the central square where he saw a mass of swirling black particles with a purple glow around them. As the mass grew, a swirling wind with a warped undertone was gradually becoming louder and more violent until a pale hand was seen emerging from within. The owner of the hand emerged from the black mass like a reanimated corpse from the grave as he showed off his scrawny physique and the multitude of dismembered hands all over his arms, head, shoulders, neck, and face. From the growing mass of black particles emerged a multitude of different people, all unique with a similar feeling of dread around them.

Seeing as how they were now in danger, Aizawa acted with the upmost urgency. "Everyone, stay together and don't move!"

"Wha—? What's happening?!" questioned a worried Hajikeru. The bubble teen witnessed what was coming out of the black mass, as did several other students.

"Who the heck are those guys?" asked Eijiro, clearly not feeling the sense of danger coming from the group of people that came out of nowhere.

"Stay where you are!" ordered Aizawa. "These are villains!"

Hearing real to life villains have infiltrated the facility they were supposed to train immediately put most of the students in a state of fear and worry. They were going to learn about rescue training today, not fight for their lives.

"Space Hero: Thirteen… and Eraserhead…" spoke a spectral voice from the now condensing black particle mass. "According to the staff schedule I received the other day, All Might is supposed to be here. Yet I don't see him."

"Where is he?" asked the man with the multiple hands. "We've come all this way to see All Might and he can't even have the nerve to show up…"

Aizawa was unraveling his capture scarf and setting down his slitted goggles in preparation for a fight as the hand villain continued speaking in his raspy voice.

"Maybe killing some of his students will grab his attention? I wonder…"

U.A. Staff Room

"Ugh…" sighed the decrepit form of the number one hero. "This sucks… Hopefully things go well over there without me. Maybe I'll show up at the end and say something inspirational. I still got to wait until I can get enough out of my muscle form to do it."

USJ

"Sensei," Momo asked the Space Hero. "Shouldn't the alarms for this place have gone off by now?"

"They should have," responded Thirteen. "But the fact that they haven't is very worrying."

"If the sensors aren't working, then there must be someone that's jamming them," Shoto deduced. "This place is far from the campus and they picked a time when there'd be few people around. These villains must have planned this. This attack is too coordinated to be a petty break-in."

"Thirteen!" Aizawa shouted to his fellow teacher. "Get the students out of here and see if you can call for help. Whoever is jamming the sensors is likely an electric type Quirk and they're likely jamming communications from getting out or in as well. Kaminari, check if you can call for help with your Quirk."

"Got it!" responded Denki as he began to fiddle with his earpiece.

"Wait, Sensei!" Izuku called out. "You can't fight them all by yourself! Your Quirk won't work on a group that large. Your fighting style revolves on capturing your opponents after nullifying their Quirk. A head-on battle isn't—"

"Midoriya," calmly addressed the homeroom teacher. "If there's one thing you will learn from this experience, make it this." He prepared his capture scarf by wrapping both ends loosely around his hands and arms, leaving the middle portion hanging loosely around his neck. "No Pro Hero is a one-trick pony."

As Eraserhead Cleans up House

"Incredible," Izuku said. "He can hold his own against a crowd that big."

"This is no time for analysis, Midoriya!" barked Tenya. "We need to evacuate the facility! Let's go!"

"You are not leaving."

The black mass of particles from earlier cut off their escape with the same deep, spectral voice, surprising the students and Thirteen.

"Greetings, U.A.," spoke the mass with two glowing, yellow slits. "We are the League of Villains. I must apologize for intruding, but we've come here, to the bastion of heroism, with the intention… of killing the Symbol of Peace."

Shock and terror could be felt from the students from the declaration that came from the black mist villain.

'Kill the… Symbol of Peace?'

'They're here to kill All Might?'

"We were under the impression that he would be here today. But that doesn't matter. I still have a role to play."

With a combined attack, both Eijiro and Katsuki dashed towards the mist villain in an attempt to take him out. The hardening teen threw a wild left punch and the explosion teen fired off an explosion from his gauntleted right arm.

"You think we'd let you do whatever the hell you want?!" shouted Eijiro.

"Impressive." The mist villain emerged from the smoke of the explosion very much unharmed, spreading his presence around the group of students. "This year's bunch is full of impressive hero candidates."

"Both of you, get back!" yelled Thirteen.

"Scatter…"

The black mass of particles surrounded the students, putting them into a panic. Several of them managed to escape by dragging others with them or being thrown out themselves, while others were caught up in the black mist. When it cleared, there was nothing left of the students left behind.

"What did you do to them?!" yelled Mina after seeing the absence of her other classmates, fear evident in her voice.

"I sent them away to be dealt with, child," calmly replied the mist villain.

If the remaining student's didn't feel fear the previous times, then their blood must have frozen with the announcement that their classmates could possibly be killed.

The remaining students consisted of Mina, Mezo, Tenya, Rikido, Ochako, Hajikeru, and Hanta. Out of the 22 students, only seven of them are accountable while the rest are unknown.

I'm already working on the second part on this story, so expect it soon. Also, I really appreciate the positive feedback I'm getting from the comments. They're few in number, but I'm really humbled by them. So thank you for enjoying this fic! On another note, WHY THE TWO WEEK WAIT?! Two dreaded words: University Exams. They are such a pain! I just finished my last exam today, so expect more of this soon! Okay, mini-rant over. Bye ya!

-OmegaBox