The best feeling in the world to Shiori was that her parents smiled because of her. She felt a sense of pride to know that two of the greatest heroes in her eyes were her parents, who protected, loved and trained her. Shiori loved her parents, to the world they were respectable heroes, to her they were just Mama and Papa. At four years old she always wondered what Quirk she would acquire from her parents; her mother's Kinetic energy or her father's Hydrokinesis. She remembered vividly the day her Quirk manifested, she had been playing with her All Might hero figure. "Everything is alright! Why? Because I am here!" her voice deepened mimicking that of the hero. Gathering up the random figures who were the 'villains', "It's All Might! Shoot him down!" Her deepened voice resonated in the room. At her words a small blue hue emitted in her arms, like a projection a pistol laid in her hand. Curious eyes looked at the object and realization seeped in along with mild confusion, this wasn't her Mama's or Papa's Quirk. The confusion quickly disappeared as Shiori scrambled to get up the All Might figure forgotten, she needed to show her parents, now she could be a hero like them.

"Mama! Papa!" Shiori screamed in delight into the dinning room where her parents lounged discussing hero work. Sakurai Keisuke smiled at the young girl her ponytailed hair bounced as she ran towards him. Laughing he caught her in his arms lifting her up to the ceiling. The water from the cup floating around Shiori as she giggled splashing her hands in the water. Keisuke was known as the Water Hero: Hydrox his hero work was mostly concentrated on rescue missions involving fires, and water rescues. Okane Yukari looked at her husband and daughter as she laughed along with their antics, she was the Energy Hero: Electric Blue her hero work was concentrated in close combat against villains. Standing up she took Shiori from Keisuke and brought her down.

In resemblance Shiori looked a lot more like her mother than her father inheriting her brown eyes rather than Keisuke's blue. Her eyes the same doe eyed shape and her button nose as well. Her white hair was the only thing that lacked the resemblance to either of them. She gasped as she remembered what she came her for.

"My Quirk I got it, I was playing with All Might and "Bam" it appeared!" she motioned with her hands. As she spoke her sentence her parents became a little more serious, Shiori in the state of bliss didn't notice the glance they shared. Yukari knelt in front of the girl smiling softly, "Is that so shio-chan?" Shiori fervently nodded. Keisuke joined his wife and daughter, "Can you show us Shiori?" The girl looked at them both, "Yes! Look Mama, Papa"

Shiori held out her hand, the blue projection returned as the blue hue materialized into the small pistol she conjured up in her room. As soon as Yukari and Keisuke saw the blue projection their faces paled. Shiori admired her work as she looked up to her parents waiting for their joyous response. Her smile faltering as she saw their expressions; for the first time they didn't smile because of her, her weapon disappearing.

"Mama? Papa? What's wrong? Is it bad?" her voice quivered.

Both adults looked up at her, Yukari gasped in shock as she saw her daughter's eyes in the color red. Keisuke took action seeing as his wife was unable to respond. Putting a reassuring smile at the girl he held her in his arms. "Nothing is wrong Shio-chan, we were just a bit surprised it was not like Mama's or mine, your a rare case in which a new Quirk appears and it does not resemble the parents." Lies. " It looks really powerful Shio, do you mind doing that again for me." Slightly comforted by his words she nodded. Conjuring the pistol, she looked at her father as he observed the object, Yukari now looked at the object as well, the shock having left her system. She looked at the girl, "Shio can you point it to the glass of water and shoot at it?" Shio nodded once more following her instructions, she pulled the trigger. Nothing. Looking at the pistol she grew frustrated as she jerked it up and down, pushing the trigger by accident this time a shot going off to the sofa. Everyone jumped at the sound, looking at the hole in the sofa, Keisuke got up to examine the bullet hole, pushing his hand for the bullet he found none. Yukari slightly smiled at the girl. "It seems you got some aspects of my quirk Shio." Shio looked even happier, " When you moved the gun up and down you created kinetic movement, and when you pulled the trigger it released that energy into the size of a bullet." If it was even possible Shiori got even more excited the prospect of inheriting at least one of her parent's power was enough to send her to cloud nine. She gave her mother a toothy smile as she jumped into the table spilling water from the cups.

"I will become a hero like you Mama, Papa! I'm going to save people from the villains just like you too!" She raised her hands in the air her parents laughing at the young girl's antics.

"You'll make us proud Shio"


A few days had passed since the cafeteria and news media incident, school progressed as normally and soon Class A-1 had reverted into a sense of routine. Every morning Iida made sure to have everyone seated in their seats and every morning Bakugou would start a schism with the Class President. Classes went and came with normality and general courses were a bore until Heroics Training would come after lunch. Shiori enjoyed it, a sense of regularity and calmality along with her interactions with the small gang of students that consisted of: Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero and Mina the five of them had grown a little closer and after school they would head for the small plaza to play in the arcade or binge on snacks in which she would steal a bite from everyone else's food. The group of friends had stopped on fighting Shiori when half their lunch would go missing, they figured Shiori was a lost cause, besides she'd leave them a mochi or pastry in return.

Shiori jerked at the sudden stop from the train her hand reaching for the pole to steady herself. A new habit she also formed since the beginning of the school year was getting up early and taking time to get ready while also catching the early train, in her defence it was to arrive early to school and avoid the wrath of Aizawa sensei. A small part of her was in denial that the actual reason was to see the tempered boy who'd be sitting in the third cart by the door. Both teens had an unconventional friendship if she could call it that, they both now acknowledged each other in the train and by acknowledge it would be an exchange of insults towards one another. Shiori thought to yesterday's morning cringing.

She had woken up a bit later that morning, she had little time to get ready so she had rushed in putting on her clothes. The moment she saw that smirk engraved into the boys face and the way his crimson irises gleamed with amusement she knew she was done for when she stepped in the train.

"You look like utter shit troublesome."

"Shut up bastard."

"I gotta say I'm digging that hobo look, suits you better than that little school girl look you usually opt for." He snickered. The tick in Shiori's head throbbed more.

"How about you pull up your pants for once, your ugly ass looking like you shit yourself." she grumbled.

"What the fuck just spewed out of your mouth Troublesome? If your gonna insult someone at least speak a little clearer so they can understand, instead of making yourself sound more stupid than you really are." Oh no he was really enjoying this, usually he would have threatened to demolish her into pieces but he just blew off her insult.

Why me?

"Listen Bakagou, I will not hesitate to shove a sword in between your eyes."

"I'd like to see you try." There it was that shit eating grin again.

Sighing she began to fix her uniform and her askew tie. Grabbing a compact mirror from her bag she fixed her bangs and pulled her hair into a ponytail seeing as her hair would not cooperate. Demming herself somewhat presentable now she beamed a victorious smile to the boy only for it falter when he still had that smirk on his face. As their train arrived to their stop both teens stood up and waited for the doors to open, but before they mounted off, the boy turned towards her his smirk longating if possible.

"Like your shoes, very retro and very heroic." he drawled out nonchalantly and strided away.

"My shoes-" Looking down she saw that she had mistakenly slipped on her All Might slippers rather than her school shoes. Mortification dawned on her face, no one would let her live this down, class A-1 was going to have a field trip teasing her.

Shiori shivered as she thought of yesterday.

A tap on her shoulder diminishing her humiliating thoughts. Turning around she came face to face with none other than Midoriya.

"G-good Mornig Sakurai-san." He smiled timidly.

"Oh Midoriya-kun, good morning. I didn't know you took the train as well." She smiled towards him.

"I usually take the early train, but I was running a little late."

"Oh is that so…usually Bakugou is here as well."

At the statement Midoriya searched for his childhood friend finding relief at his absence. Turning towards the girl he blushed at the closeness. Midoriya admired the girl, her tenacity and bravery to talk to Bakugou so freely and without care earned herself great respect from the meek boy.

"Do you and Kacchan always take the same train Sakurai-san?"

Looking at the boy in confusion at the name, "Kacchan? Who's that?"

Midoriya looked at the girl realizing that she didn't know who he was speaking about flailing his hands, "Oh it's just that I've called him Kacchan since we've been children, it feels a little weird if I were to call him something else-" He looked at the floor with dejection.

"To me he'll always be Kacchan, and to him I guess I'll always be Deku..."

"Deku? I've been meaning to ask but is that suppose to be an insult?" He nodded.

"According to him Deku is someone who can't do anything, but the other day Uraraka-san gave it another meaning- from now on I'm going to be the Deku who always does his best!"

There was just this release of raw emotion in his voice, that almost had her in tears. Courage does not always roar. Shiori found courage in the quiet voice of the boy in front of her. The person in front of her had potential, she saw how his Quirk worked, there was no doubt in her mind that if-no, when he learned to master it- he could become one of the greatest hero of their time.

"There is no greater pleasure than doing what people say you cannot do Midoriya-san. I want to be a hero just like All Might who smiles even in the hardest of times, just to let the people that they are safe in my presence. And like my parents someone who is willing to sacrifice themselves to keep society safe." Her hand rested on his shoulder her voice solemn.

"Midoriya-san don't doubt yourself, I'll be rooting for you alright, I just know it you'll be an amazing hero someday-just always remember where you come from."

The boy was astounded by the girl's words. Only a few months ago he was being called Quirkless and that he would never become a hero, now fast forward to the present he had met so many people who believed he could become a hero someday. The feeling of being believed in made him feel grateful, determined and joyous, he would not let the people who believe in him and support him down. Looking up at the girl he knew she could become a hero loved by its citizens and that her words earlier rang truth, she didn't want to be a hero for the fame or the money, but for the greater good of keeping others safe.

Giving her a teary smile he nodded.

During the rest of the ride and the walk towards school Shiori and Izuku got to know one another, at some point in the journey Midoriya would share about what Bakugou was like when they were younger and the adventures they would go on in their neighborhood.

Shiori would laugh at his stories-mainly the ones where Bakugou would recklessly fall and in return she would tell him about her childhood friend who also attended U.A under the department of support and how she would drag her into trying her new inventions- in which most of the time ended in disasters. At some point whilst entering the gate they both became two wild fanatics discussing All Might and the many collectible items they both owned from him.

Class A-1 were surprised to see the two enter together intently engaged in conversation and how they both enthusiastically would finish each other sentences. Shiori would usually enter the room after Bakugou the two exchanging insults, whereas Midoriya would enter on his own or with Uraraka and Iida. Unable to understand what they were talking about the rest of the class resumed their activities.

Once Iida had ordered everyone to their seats Shiori headed towards her seat greeting Kaminari and Kirishima.

"What was that about? You and Midoriya were speaking so fast that it all sounded like gibberish." Kaminari turned back towards her.

"We were just discussing a lot of retro All Might stuff, I bumped into him on my way to school."

"I wouldn't have taken you for the enthusiastic All Might nerdy kinda person Shio-chan, but then you came in those shoes yesterday." He snickered earning himself a playful punch on the shoulder.

"I'm pretty sure you just offended half of the world's population Denki." Shiori deadpanned.

Kirishima looked at his two friends in interest and shook his head. Not a day was boring and he enjoyed the morning talks they would ensue in. The sound of the door opening alerted the trio as they sat straight in their seats thinking Aizawa had arrived.

"Ahhh, it's just Bakagou, everyone please resume to whatever you were doing." Shiori announced in a taunting voice.

"What did you say! I'll beat your ass before class starts!" Crackling sounds followed his threat.

"Chill, I was just messing with you, it's too early for me to deal with your explosive ass-"

The door slid open before Shiori could finish her sentence, this time revealing Aizawa who sent a warning glance at both students. Immediately dispersing the argument. As he casually walked to the center of the classroom he monotonously announces the schedule for the day.

"For today's hero-basic training…It's turned into a class with three instructors, All Might, and myself along with one more person."

At the mention of the third person, the class became more interested, as everyone leaned forward in their seats anticipation and curiosity what kind of hero training they were going to do that they needed one more instructor.

Sero raised his hand asking what kind of training they were going to do. At that Aizawa raised a flashcard the words 'Rescue' written on it.

"Disasters, shipwrecks, and everything in between- It's rescue training"

Murmurs of excitement filled the classroom.

"Rescue… Looks like it'll be a lot of work this time too." Denki turned to Mina.

"Right!"

" Idiot… this is the duty of a hero!"Kirishima lifted his elbows on his desk, staring at them. "My arms are ready to rumble!"

"Your enthusiasm is so contagious Eijirou." Shiori slumped in her desk.

"Besides what are my weapons suppose to do to rescue….." she muttered.

"No one can beat me in the water, ribbit." Tsuyu turned to them both.

"Hey, I am not done yet." Aizawa's voice cut through the air grabbing everyone's attention. "You can decide if you want to wear your costume or not this time- because there are probably costumes that limit your abilities, too." He pressed the button activating the costume rack.

"The training will take place off-campus so we're taking a bus. That is all. Get to it." At the dismissal the student got up to retrieve their belongings.


Shiori stood next to Mina as they waited for the rest of the class to arrive. Tugging at her jacket in frustration she gave up. "I feel so exposed. It doesn't help that Mineta keeps staring either." Her words came out in mumbled irritation. Mina just nodded her head in agreement. Before Shiori lost her patience and blasted Mineta who now preyed on Uraraka as she conversed with Midoriya, a blown whistle grabbed their attention.

Lucky bastard.

"Class A-1. Gather around, form two lines by your student numbers in order to make boarding the bus go smoothly." After finishing his explanation the whistle still kept blowing while he repeatedly raised his right arm in the air.

"Somebody's taking their role pretty seriously." Mina stated amused by Iida's actions. Shiori just laughed at how overly serious he looked, glancing at Kaminari and Kirishima as they approached the two girls also looking amused.

"Let's get going before our class rep here blows a fuse."

As soon as they boarded the bus, Iida went into despair as the layout proved to be different than he imagined. "Shoot, I didn't think it'd be this type of bus..!"

"There was no point, huh."

The layout consisted of eight seats facing one another while the rest of the layout were in pairs. Shiori she ended up sitting next to Bakugou, as Jirou had taken the seat next to Todoroki. She was still grateful to at least be able to talk to her small group as she leaned on the rail overlooking Kirishima.

Reaching in her pocket she pulled out the snack she had snuggled into the bus. Opening the bag she picked out a piece of the spicy treat humming in satisfaction. She glanced at Bakugou who's head leaned on the window. Deciding to be 'polite' she shoved the bag under his nose, startling the dazed boy, his body acting on reflex as his hands grabbed her arm.

"Want some?" She asked undisturbed by his aggressiveness.

"The hell…" The boy grumbled as he stared at the bag, shoving her hand a little to forcefully.

"They're Karamucho spicy potato chips- "

"I know how to fucking read! I don't want any of your shitty food -fuck for all I know you poisoned them!"

"Like hell I would! What kind of aspiring hero would do that?!" Shiori screeched offended by the assumption.

Kirishima looked at the group in concern, "Who let those two sit together?"

Both Shiori and Bakugou had engaged in a fight. Bakugou grasping both of Shiori's wrists to prevent her from shoving a chip in his mouth. Where as Shiori, pushed against his force her right leg pushing the rest of his body at bay. The sight was more comical to the onlookers than serious.

"K-kacchan?" Midoriya stuttered looking horrified, his palm covering his mouth in fear for his newfound friend.

"Shut it you shitty nerd!" Bakugou retaliated towards the green haired boy, before turning his attention back towards Shiori.

"Just take the damn potato chip dammit! If you did't want it you could have politely declined instead of insulting my actions! Why do you always have to be so difficult!"

"I don't need your damn food!" He hit her hand away from him.

Shiori mockingly gasped, letting her arms go limp at her side, "Don't tell me...You can't handle spicy foods?"

"I never said that you dipshit."

"No no, I understand." Shiori stopped fighting back releasing her wrists as she sat back down looking at the chip with a serious expression. "Not all of us can handle it, guess your not as badass as I thought you were Kacchan." Shiori waved her hand that held a potato chip in a dismissive way before popping it into her mouth. The smallest hint of victory showed in her eyes as she emphasized the crunch of the snack, mockingly.

Bakugou was annoyed. The moment she sat next to him, he should've known it had been an utter mistake. But, now his pride was in the line, he didn't need these extras to think he was weak especially weak to spicy foods. Bakugou can handle spicy, hell he ravishes his food in hot sauces- his ramen is always at the hottest level. He turned to look at the white haired girl as she munched on another chip, exaggerating her chewing to taunt him.

That was it he had enough.

As Shiori was about to munch on another chip, a hand grabbed her wrist. Bakugou was in the heat of the moment, he needed to prove her wrong, he leaned in and ate the chip from her hand a new wave of accomplishment as he swallowed the chip and looked towards the girl.

Shiori could hear the short circuiting of her brain, as she tried to comprehend what the hell had just transpired. Images of having Bakugou's face up close as he ate the chip from her hand replayed. Everyone also looked bewildered at his actions.

Bakugou now seemed to catch up on what had happened his eyes going wide.

Shit…

"Fucking told you, Troublesome, n-next time don't just fucking assume things!" He said before turning back to the window in order to escape what had just happened.

The tension was cut off by Asui, in which Shiori was grateful for, as she avoided looking at Bakugou, and those in front of her finding sudden interest in her gloves.

"I say whatever comes to mind." Turning to the boy next to her "Midoriya-chan." The boy became flustered as she addressed him. "Um..yes. Asui?"

"Call me Tsuyu-chan. Your Quirk is like All Might's"

'Huh?! Y-You think so?"

Kirishima turned towards Asui after glancing at Shiori with concern, "Wait a sec, Tsu-chan, All Might doesn't get hurt when he uses his. He reminded her. "They just kinda look the same."

Shiori glanced at Midoriya, her mind going back to his fight against Bakugou. He had gotten severely injured to the point where he passed out. Her head tilting to the side as she saw the sudden relief gracing the boys features at Kirishima's deduction.

"But, it's nice to have a simple augmenting-type Quirk. You can do lots of flashy stuff." Raising his hands he activated his Quirk."My Hardening's strong against others, but unfortunately, it doesn't look like much." Midoriya shuffled closer admiration held in his green eyes, "I think it's really cool. It's a Quirk that can definitely be Pro tier"

Deciding to join the conversation Shiori leaned forward her arms hanging from the bus rail, "Eijirou you need to give yourself more credit. Your Quirk is amazing, and with your driven personality you'll make an amazing hero."

Kirishima smiled at the praise."Pro huh? But you have to think about popularity as a hero too, you know."

"My Navel Laser is pro-level in both flashiness and strength." Aoyama chipped in.

"But, it's not that great if it gives you a stomachache." Mina patted his shoulder in pity as Aoyama stiffened at the comment.

"Well, if your talking about flashy and strong." Kirishima turned towards the back of the bus. "It's gotta Todoroki and Bakugou, am I right?

Besides her she felt Bakugou twitch at the mention of his name. Shiori sparing a glance his way. She remembered what she had told him at the beach. He had all the qualities to be a hero but, it was his way of approaching and seeing others that held him back. She glanced at her arms a small holographic hue emitted from them disappearing as fast as it came. Compared to him and Todoroki she didn't amount to much.

"Bakugou is always mad, so he doesn't seem like he'll be popular though." Shiori stiffened as she felt Bakugou stand his hand on the railing she was leaning on.

"What the hell! You wanna fight!" He finally lost self control.

"See?" Tsuyu proved her point completely unfazed by the sudden violence.

"We haven't known each other that long, so it's amazing that everyone already knows his personality is crap steeped in sewage." Shiori gave an unflattering snort at Kaminari's description. She yelped when Bakugou yanked her back in order for him to lean over the rail.

"What's with that vocabulary, bastard- I'll kill you?!"

Comments were thrown back and forth. Midoriya was in his own state of disbelief, for the first time in his life Kacchan was being teased. Shiori glanced between the two fully entertained putting her chips into good use. Bakugou sensing the amusement from her glared in her direction as she turned the other way pretending to be engrossed in the seat's detailing.

"Oh look, what fine detailing." Her hand rubbing the seat in interest.

"We're here." Aizawa's announcement halted the rowdiness in the bus. "Stop messing around" He threw a pointed look at Bakugou.

"Yes sir!"

"Yes Sir." Bakugou slumped back down. Both students met each other's eyes before abruptly turning the other way. The bus coming to a stop.


"Everyone, I have been waiting for you." As soon as they stepped off the bus they were met with the sight of the Space Hero: Thirteen. His static voice greeting them.

"It's the space hero: Thirteen, the gentlemanly hero who has rescued tons of people from disasters!" Midoriya couldn't help his fanboy self back, his hands covering his mouth in disbelief.

"Oh I love Thirteen." Besides him Uraraka jumped in excitement.

"Look at the size of this thing. It's huge." Shiori strained her head up sizing the structure. "The school must've paid tons to build this thing, as expected from U.A…" Besides her she felt Kirishima's gaping self nod.

"Let's go inside without delay." He gestured towards the building. The class bowed together greeting their instructor for the day. "We look forwards to working with you!"

Fallen cities, Mountains, Mudslides… any disaster one could think of appeared right before the eyes of the students as they entered the building.

"It looks like USJ!" Kirishima exclaimed. Besides him Shiori looked around in awe along with the rest of her classmates.

"A shipwreck, landslides, a windstorm etc… it is a training ground that I made with different types of accidents and disasters. It's called the 'Unforeseen Simulation Joint' or USJ for short!" Thirteen spread his arms.

It really is USJ!

Shiori scratched her cheek as she sweatdropped, "Well now no one here can say they haven't gone to USJ now…" Besides her Mina sweatdropped. "I don't think it works that way Shi-chan."

Aizawa walked towards Thirteen addressing him on the matter of All Might's whereabouts. As the teachers discussed the matter in a private matter the rest of the class where taking in their surroundings.

"It can't be helped, then let's begin."Grabbing the class's attention.

"Let's see. Before we begin, let me say one thing, or two...three...four...five... maybe six…"

Its increasing!

Raising his hand Thirteen began his address. "Everyone, I am sure you are all aware of my Quirk: Black Hole. I can suck up anything and turn it into dust"

"You have been able to use that Quirk to save people from all kinds of disasters right?" Midoriya's keen enthusiasm seeped out as he questioned the hero.

"Yes, but it is a power that can kill easily. Some of you also have Quirks like that right?" The air of excitement shifted. "In a superhuman society, personal Quirks have been certified and stringently regulated, so that doesn't seem to be a problem at first glance. However, please do not forget that there are many Quirks that can easily kill with one wrong step." Shiori glanced at her hands. A distant unpleasant memory seeping inside her mind.

The fear in Shiori's vivid brown eyes increased the more she looked at the bodies in the floor. Her hoodie masking her face, as she pleaded for her parents to wake up, shaking their bodies. She looked at one of the villains who helped that man that murdered her parents, rage swirled in her mind, placid brown turned blood red. Making her presence known, she had the intent to harm. Releasing a screech of despair a holographic blue knife turned into solid red.

Metal met skin and blood gushed and splattered on the floor and on her face…

Then she saw a whirlpool and the man disappearing before she saw black.

"… this class is a fresh start. You shall learn how to use your Quirks to save people's lives. You do not have powers, so you can harm others. I hope you leave here with the understanding that you have powers in order to help others" Thirteen finished his speech with a bow.

As the class applauded Thirteen Shiori couldn't help but let out a small bitter laugh.You do not have to powers to harm others. Then why did I do that 8 years ago then...if I have the power to help why did I send one man to the ground? If I had the powers to help then...then why couldn't I save them?! Her mind was in turmoil, then she felt it, a gut wrenching feeling.

" All right then, first-" Aizawa's sentence was cut short as the lights crackled and went out around the dome. Shiori glanced around she along with the rest of the class were under the assumption that the training exercise had already next thing to falter was the waterfall as spurts of water were inconsistently released.

Aizawa sensing something was wrong turned his eyes holding an alarm. Turning back to the students he yelled in an alarmed state. "Gather together and don't move!" Turning to his fellow colleague he instructed, "Thirteen protect the students."

Besides her Kirishima glanced out also noticing the uninvited appearances, "What is that? Is it like the entrance exam where the lesson's already started?" He leaned forward whereas Midoriya stepped forward only to be stopped.

That when they saw it. The area around the fountain distorted as dark purple ripples emerged spreading till a vast amount of space had been taken up.

"Don't move." Aizawa brought his goggles to cover his eyes. This is bad.

"Those are villains"

Everyone was frozen in fear. Shiori felt sick to her stomach, not because of the masses of villains, but because of the source of where they were coming from. That purple mist brought her back to that day, it was where that murder came and escaped from.

"No..." she stepped back bumping into someone in the process. If that thing was here, chances are that the man that attacked that day might also be here. Her head pounded, her chest felt like it was ripping itself apart and then there was nothing she could do. God no please. Shiori didn't want to feel this way.

Bakugou stood eyes gazing analyzing the villains until something bumped him. Looking down it was the troublesome girl but, before he could throw an insult his eyes widened at the fearful state she was in. She kept muttering. The only words he understood from her were, 'murder' 'mama' 'papa' 'mist' 'not again' 'why' and 'dead'.

Grabbing her shoulders he pulled her in back of him. "If you have no intention of fighting then don't stand in front of me." Turning to look at her he scowled. "If this is how you act when you see some lowlife villains, then consider dropping out."

Shiori felt angry towards him, but, he was right.

Shiori was here for a reason, she wouldn't let them get away this time. She wanted answers and she was going to get them one way or another. Shiori slapped her face with both hands, trying to get herself back into a stable mindset. The dark thoughts now at bay in a the corner of her mind but not forgotten.

Striding up she went to stand next to him, a determined look glazing her brown eyes, flickering red.

"Thought I was going to start calling you a Sissy Crybaby." He side glanced at her. Turning towards him, she sighed. "I swear to whatever high power there is if you ever call me that, after I'm done with these low life losers , I'm going after you."

Bakugou scoffed at her remark. "As if. Next time I see you having that dumbass look on your face, I'll be beating the shit out of you instead of these fucking, weak ass pieces of shit."

"Damn Kacchan, you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

"Shut up!"

They both turned facing the villains ready to act when the time comes.