Chapter 9:

Carlos' POV:

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

*WABAM*

"Well shit, that's another alarm clock for the day." It took you 5 minutes to physically be able to get up from your bed and head up to the bathroom. You took a quick shower before throwing the unused gel into the trash can. You really don't like what gel does to your curly hair.

"Well, asshole, this is the real first day in school. You better not fuck this up. You never attended elementary school and went straight to middle school. This will totally not be different from those things." you tried to motivate yourself while looking at the mirror. You realized you're not really good when it comes to self motivation. Maybe it's because you're too tired or just too much of a clown sometimes. Whatever it is, it sounded better in your head. You fucking loser.

You dressed up with your hoodie and a t-shirt with a name of a rock band you don't know about like all those popular high school girls who think their hot shit. You got your lounge pants and went downstairs for breakfast. Oh wait, this is a dormitory. You either need to cook your own shit or someone would be kind enough to cook for everyone. Good thing your best friend got up before you do. You accidentally poisoned your Home Economics teacher once when you tried to cook. Might as well leave it to the expert.

"Hey Izubro, whatcha cookin'?"

"Oh, just some eggs and bacon for everyone. Gotta make a good first impression, right? Hehe….." he smiled sheepishly though a first impression doesn't matter anymore.

"You flew at Mach motherfuckin' 1 on that run thingy. Don't tell me that's not first impression enough." you guessed it wasn't enough for Izubro to just showcase his power like that. "U-um, they just saw my quirk, but they haven't really met me as…. a… person… yet?" the poor motherfucker was unsure on what he needs to say. Good thing that could easily be ignored with that nice smell of bacon.

"Morning" you heard Apollo coming down the stairs still looking sleepy. For a guy with a light quirk, he's not a morning person.

"Good morning." his sister follow suit. She seems doesn't look sleepy at all, even at 6am. "Mornin' ya'll."

"G-Good morning. I'm cooking everyone breakfast. Anything you to want me to add?"

"Thanks but no thanks. I woke up to the smell of bacon. It is my calling to eat such a wonderful thing."

"Okay, that's very weird of you to say, Art." you're legit weirded out by Artemis saying what would be her attempt at a joke. "You gotta work on your comedy skills."

"I don't find that necessary at being a hero. Even if I do, my "gimmick" as what some people would call, is not the type to joke around."

"I don't see why you can't do that on casual conversations, sis. You seriously need to work on your social skills. You may be the smart and responsible one but as the older twin-"

"You're only older by two minutes."

"As the ALPHA twin, I suggest, no, DEMAND that you start practicing your people skills. Unless you want to be as bad as Izuku over there."

"H-Hey! To be fair, I-I'm only bad at talking when it comes to speaking with a girl!"

"You had me to thank for your social skills, Izubro. You know how much I had to traumatize your bullies just so they can back off and let you befriend a few people?"

"Wait, you did what now?! Carlos, you don't just traumatize people."

"Hey, they beat this poor motherfucker up. I'm pretty sure a little traumatizing involving popping a balloon filled with blood or making blood fountain out of the sink into their face is better than beating them up." At least you thought that beating people up is worse than psychologically torturing them with one of your quirk's clowns.

"Blood filled balloons? Carlos, what the fuck." 2 of the 4 persons were surprised when they heard that from Izuku. "….W-What? I thought that was an appropriate response." He gave a guilty smile with that

"We thought you were some Cinnamon Bun."

"You're wrong as fuck when you think of that, Apples." You feel a little bad that you were the one who told him that swearing is fine if the situation calls for it.

"Truly shocking but not far off considering you're his best friend." All of you chuckled at that thought while the rest of the class came down for breakfast.

"Is that bacon?" Hungry Viking asked while seemingly drooling.

"Yes. Anything you want me to add?"

"Add some vegetarian shit in the menu for me. Some falafel or shit like that." Frey walked over to the TV to watch the morning news.

"What's a falafel?"

"Frey's next line is: Wait what?! You don't know what falafel is?" You said which raised a few eyebrows.

Frey didn't hear what you said though, "Wait what?! You don't know what a falafel is?"

"How the hell are you even able to predict what he said?" asked the resident Mind Invader Blonde. "Eh, just a trick I taught myself."

"That's not even a trick. It's like you have some sort of invisible script of a fanfic or something." You heard a very unfamiliar voice. Turns out it was a girl with green hair and cat-eye glasses. You remembered her as Eva Pines.

"You do know that fanfics are the lowest form of literature, right?" The quirkless dude said in a monotone voice as if what he said was a normal thing.

"Oh you wound me! Fanfics are not the lowest form of literature. Slam Poetry is."

Okay, this is where you have to step in. You angrily fixed your jacket before getting near Eva, "Listen here, you little shit."

"Okay, maybe it is time for us to stop any arguments and eat vhat Izuku has cooked for us." You could feel Eva silently thank the deities for having Natalya intervene in what would be a really bad argument.

"B-but, my falafel….."

"How does it feel to not get what you want now, peasant?"

"Hey, only I get to mess with Frey."

"What are you gonna do about it, harlot?"

"I don't know what the hell "harlot" means but that doesn't change the fact that you're a spoiled brat, cabron!"

"Hey, only I get to mess with the Prince, aight?"

"And here we have first friend circle, amiright?" You nudged Izuku who silently agrees with you. All of you then finished breakfast and got ready for school. All of you got to the classroom 20 minutes earlier so you can get to talk with each other while waiting for your homeroom teacher.

"Hey, don't you think Sir Chad is taking too long?" asks Izuku while writing down notes about your classmate's quirks. You let him do his thing since it could prove useful to both of you. Something Blasty Mcsplody easily overlooked. "Nah, he's probably taking his TIME. HA! Get it? I said time and he controls time, amiright?"

Instead of a laugh you heard a collective groan from the class. You guess you were too loud when you told your joke. You're getting rusty with your punchlines.

"Alright, settle down now. Unfortunately, your homeroom teacher was called into the line of duty on a raid in some gang headquarters." …..Well you didn't expect him to teach you right now.

Izuku's POV

You know that voice anywhere. You heard it from his interviews. He seriously can't be teaching here right now. No way is he teaching here.

"Memory Eater?" You asked curiously.

"Pops?" Carlos asked curiously. Wait, what?!

"POPS?!" The entire class asked curiously.

"C-Carlos, when you said y-your dad is a hero, I didn't expect him to be the one."

"There is absolutely no way that this clown is related to you, right?" asked a certain Royal Blood.

"Well he IS my youngest son." answered Carlos' apparent dad.

"Youngest?!" The class was even more confused though you already knew about Rien. "Carlos, you never told them about your brother or me haven't you?"

"Well, all they asked was your job. It's not like they know your real name either." You guess Carlos does have a point. He's the type to not like that much spotlight so he kept his personality to an acceptable amount back in Middle School.

"Well, what are you kids supposed to do on your homeroom?"

"He seriously doesn't know?" Prettymuch everyone in class was thinking that.

"We don't know either, Pops."

"Well if you don't know then you can get your Hero Suits because we're skipping ahead to heroics class."

"ALREADY?!"

"I AM your heroics teacher, you know. We might as well have some extra time on heroics instead of just snooping around. Now get off your seats because you're about to beat each other up! Isn't that fun?"

"No, Pops." half the class agreed to Carlos' statement.

30 minutes into the future…

Everyone was standing in front of a large TV wearing their costume as Memory Eater prepped a box. "By the way, you can call me Mr. Curdo. I would agree with some that my Hero Name is kinda….. well…. you already know."

"I thought it was fine. Misleads the Villains, right?" You tried cheering him up since his name is very thoughtful.

"Nah, Izubro. He's not really good at naming things. I mean, look at my name." Carlos' hero costume looks really…. weird. He was wearing a purple muscle shirt and a baggy pants with a utility belt. An electric guitar was strapped to his back and he just kept his shoes but it now has metal guards at the front and he was also wearing a long scarf which doesn't seem ideal for battles. What's odd about his costume was the juggling clubs, the clown make up and his hair being dyed rainbow. Okay, maybe his hair look like some crap looking OC. You wouldn't really udge him since your costume was designed by you and your mother. Not that it looks bad, but the pointy ends and smile mask makes you look like an All Might rip off.

"Hey Izubro, why do you look like a rabbit?"

Nevermind then. "Anyways, all of you will be picking from this box to determine what your team is. Before you start asking, you will get teamed up with other heroes that isn't in your agency when the situation calls for it so it's best to start now with randomly picked teams. Unfortunately, you've got an uneven number so one of you will have to go solo. Do you understand?" Everybody nods at this. You each picked a paper from the box to see what team your on. "The goal for the Hero team is to capture the bomb or capture all the Villains. The goal for the Villain team is to defend the bomb for 15 minutes or capture the Hero team."

Team A: Natalya Dragunov and Arnold Fegelein

Team B: Frey Suvi and Jolena Consejo

Team C: Izuku Midoriya and Artemis Iro

Team D: Angus Modi and Becky English

Team E: Adam Piper and Eva Pines

Team F: Nellia Odira and Dregan Mor

Team G: Aron Brade and Ginger Long

Team H: James Alexander and Johnny Fox

Team I: Emma Volante and Apollo Iro

Team J: Casey Darneil and John Bishop

Team K: Carlos Curdo

".…Shit." Poor Carlos.

"Well now that's unfortunate. I'll pick which team will fight who. Don't worry about me giving Carlos an advantage. Trust me, he won't." You know Carlos doesn't really care though those months of training with him let you know that he was a cheater when it comes to fighting. Watching him fight another person that isn't you would be interesting.

Team A vs Team K

Team B vs Team D

Team C vs Team I

Team F vs Team H

Team E vs Team J

"Team G will have to fight the least injured team. So don't you kids get worried about being left out. Team A will be the heroes and Team K will be the Villain. The Villain team will have 10 minutes to prepare while Team A memorizes the map of the building. No peeking on each other during prep time." You noticed Memory Eater slowly pointing towards Carlos. Carlos just proceeded to shrug before heading towards the battle site. You wonder how he could win a handicap match against two of the physically strongest fighters in the class.

10 minutes into the future...

"Natalya, are you and Arnold ready?" Ten minutes flew by like a breeze that you didn't even notice. You were thinking of multiply ways on how Carlos could have won this though most of your plans are hard to pull off.

"Okay, then." He presses a switch and gets connected to Carlos. "Are you ready, Carlos?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Then let the battle commence!"

Many of your classmates started making bets on which team would win. You weren't surprised when a lot of them picked Natalya and Arnold as the winning team though.

"60 pounds says Carlos wins." Well that's a new one. Well Apollo was one of the people who saw what Carlos did to that giant robot back in the entrance exam. "You sure, chico? It's two against one you know. I mean, sure he could get inside that sarcophagus but what about the bomb?" Jolena had a valid point but you're sure that Carlos would still somehow win this. You believe in his skills. "Wait, is this how every anime protagonists feels like? They win when someone believes in them? Eh, not that it's gonna matter."

You saw Natalya and Arnold enter the building cautiously which isn't really the best idea since Natalya can just turn into a dragon, fly up, and look through the windows to see which floor had the bomb in it.

"Just watch. I'll add in an extra 20 pounds to my brother's bet." Artemis WAS saved by you, Carlos, and Apollo so she also saw what he can do. "Might as well add some.."

"Your loss."

"I'll add 20 pounds to that." You said which didn't surprise people since you two were best friends.

"You too, though? You're up to something aren't ya? Might as well cash in on this too. 100 pounds says Carlos wins." Of course, Frey is apparently an opportunist.

"You could just give me your money in advance, Frey."

"Not if you give me yours first, Jojo."

"Stop flirting you two! Look, a red balloon." You're surprised James didn't call them peasants. All of you looked up to see a red balloon get near Natalya and Arnold. They tried to back away slowly. Too slow. The balloon bursts in front of Natalya and Arnold covering their costumes with….. blood?

You couldn't think of any possible words to say. You don't know how to describe the situation that is happening right now. The fact that the balloon had been filled with blood was shocking. Pretty much everyone was surprised with this. Even Memory Eater. You're still trying to find the corrects words to use but it seems that there's three constant words that keeps reappearing in your mind. Might as well use it.

"What. The. Fuck." Yep, those are the only words you can muster. What's worse is that Natalya and Arnold seems to be frozen in place. "Are they frozen in fear?" You didn't know any clown that can do this. What has Carlos been reading? You heard a guitar from where you're standing. Apparently the cameras in the building also have microphones attached to them.

Ya'll ain't nothin' but daydreamers

Cryin' all the time

You ain't never caught a villain before

So I ain't worried 'bout you

"Hmm, I guess my anti-fear spell didn't work. Might as well tie up one of them and let the other one snap out of it. Hall of Illusions only lasts three minutes. Might as well leave a clue to where the bomb is too." He tied up Arnold and carried him off the building before going near Natalya and using a marker to draw some glasses on her face. He then went to the wall and wrote a….. "Oh what the hell, Carlos?"

"What is all over the house? Sounds like a riddle." James said clearly interested on what Carlos is doing. "What mind games are you playing, clown?" What mind games indeed.

"I know the answer to that riddle. It's quite simple too." Nellia said which got her some curious looks. "What's the answer then, amiga?"

"Oh the answer is-"

Natalya's POV

"Vhat the-?!" Carlos is closing in at you and Arnold on a small tricycle.

"YoU wAnNa PlAy A lItTlE gAmE?!" He said exactly that before the tricycle breaks and he falls over.

"What ze hell? Stop playing around and fight seriously, Clown Man! I must prove that German Quirks are ze best in the world!" You wanted to correct the patriot that enhancement quirks are pretty common worldwide but you don't want to break his reality too much.

"Why don't you prove that German minds are ze best in the world?" Carlos responds while getting up and dusting his costume. "You enjoyed my ketchup filled balloon?"

"That is ketchup? I thought it vas blood." You sighed in relief when you realized that it wasn't really blood.

"Well you're not bullies aren't ya? Otherwise it would have been blood." Okay, you thank your parents for raising you to be a good person. Even then, what future hero would bully someone?

"Anyways, I already captured Arnold."

"Vhat?" You backed away cautiously. You don't sense any danger but you can't take your chances. Why else would the clown claim such thing?

"Your next line is: HA! How can I already be captured when I'm still here? You're in over your head, Clown Man! You can't fool someone with a great mind like mine."

"HA! How can I already be captured when I'm still here? You're in over head, Clown Man! You can't fool someone with a great mind like mine. WHAT?!"

"Oh I don't know, I wouldn't mind find out yourself." He gets into a fighting position. Is he really fighting the two of you? What is he up to? "Vhat are you planning, Carlos? Is this mind game?"

"Oh it IS a mind game, and you better snap out of it." He's playing mind games with the two of you. That's the sound of a desperate person trying to win. "No need to be fooled, Arnold. He's just playing with us. Let us double team him." Good thing you have your dragon strength even without transforming completely into a dragon. Arnold didn't waste anytime hastily attempting to punch Carlos. Carlos simply dodged and counter with a roundhouse kick planting Arnold into the floor. You caught him in one of your hands before chokeslamming him to the ground. You're about to breath fire on him until he throws dust into you eyes and mouth. You flinched and tried to wipe your eyes before getting kicked off. "Hehe, Another One Bites the Dust. Get it? Cause you bit the du-" Arnold connected with an uppercut while Carlos was joking around. Carlos gets launched but not before grabbing Arnold's hand and using the momentum of the uppercut to flip Arnold over him. You heard a large thud as both Arnold and Carlos lands on the floor. You took this chance to attempt a flying stomp but Carlos barely dodges your foot. "Ya'll can do better than that. I can take ya'll on any day." Carlos said groggily, still hurt from Arnold's uppercut. "H-Hey! Stop grabbing my ankle, ya Na-" He didn't get to finish as you started to grow wings and flying at him very fast and tackling him. Getting tackled by a speeding mini dragon is like getting hit by a train. Frey can fix Carlos later but winning this is more important right now. There are no friends in battle, just enemies and comrades. "Hehe, what are you gonna do now, Clown? You can't beat the teamwork of Germany and Russia. Hehe." Since when have Russia and Germany ever worked together? That doesn't matter. "I let you do honors, Arnold. Tie him up."

"With pleasure."

"Wait! Let me tell you the moment I captured Arnold." Arnold only laughed as he was tying Carlos up. You remained cautious though but you relaxed when he's fully tied up. Memory Eater should be announcing the winners right now.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Why isn't ze teacher announcing who won?" Arnold was right. Why isn't the teacher announcing the winners? It's clear that Carlos is all tied up. "I guess your daddy couldn't believe that his son got beat by us, didn't he?" said Arnold.

"Nah. Just let me tell you how I already captured you." Why does he keep insisting that he already captured Arnold? "Alright, tell us. Vhy do you keep insisting that Arnold is already captured?"

"Well the thing is….." Then the world, including Arnold, starts melting away. "Vhat is this? Vhat the hell is happening?" The world then began to reappear only for Arnold to not be in the same spot as he was. Carlos was also gone.

"What ze hell?! How am I tied up? He was correct all zis time?!" You looked back at the entrance to see that Arnold was already tied up and captured. That means he's already out. "How did he manage to do this?"

"Why is there a marker drawing of a glasses on you, Natalya? Wait, there's a writing on zat wall behind you!" You looked back to see the writing.

"Bards N' Clowns- Copies one ability of 10 different clowns and bards. Only one ability at a time. Changing an ability of a certain clown/bard is allowed but unable to use the previous ability for 1 minute. Can also exploit the song names sung by bards and clowns alike."

"ICP- Halls of Illusions"

"Where's the bomb you may ask? Well, what is all over the house, then?"

"That's not a smart move to tell your quirk's ability, Carlos…. Even then, it's only scratching the surface on what he can really do…" The bomb's location seems to be a riddle of sorts. You looked at your time and saw that you have 17 minutes left. "Hey, Arnold!"

"What?"

"Are you good with riddles?"

"I only know some. Riddles are not worth my time."

"Vell let's hope you know this. Vhat is all over the house?" You see Arnold thinks a bit before shrugging. "Ugh, fine. I'll handle this myself." You proceeded to step outside and began transforming into a dragon. You never really questioned how your skin tight combat suit and high heels transformed along with you but now's not the time to think about that. You searched every window on every floor until your reached the roof. Carlos was just sitting beside the bomb while playing his electric guitar. You flew quickly at the bomb since it's yor top priority. You weren't fast enough though since Carlos threw one of his juggling clubs at you. You managed to catch it but it exploded as you take a hold on it flinging you back and knocking you out of your dragon form. "Took ya long enough. You got like, 10 minutes left. Either catch me or get to the bomb. Either way, I won't make it easy."

"Then so be it. May the best student win, Carlos." Carlos then begin running towards you while raising his arm up. You decided to block his attacks only for him to feint his punch and connect with his knee instead. He gets back onto his position and began dancing. You carefully flew towards him while readying your flames but he quickly roll out of the way and sending what seems to be bloody tentacles towards you. You barely managed to dodge it by flying up before transforming into a dragon and breathing out fire. It seems to be it but Carlos manages to counter her flames with a laser beam. "Vhat clown even shoots laser?"

"The Lord of Time apparently." You began flying towards him as he prepares another laser beam which he shoots out at you. "Got you." You said as you transformed back to your human form; making the laser miss you and you proceeded to connect a punch to him. He falls down to the ground near the edge. You quickly made your way to the bomb but you felt something grabbing you by your ankle. It was his red tentacles and began pulling you towards him. "3 minutes left, kids." You could hear the tension in Memory Eater's voice but you quickly snapped back to your senses and not worrying about the time anymore. You let him pull you towards him and position yourself in a kicking position. He realized what your trying to do but it was already too late as you sent him flying over the edge.

….. Wait, OVER THE EDGE?! "FUCK!" Was all you could hear as he falls of your sight. You forgot about the bomb and looked over the edge to see if he was okay. You were concerned that you might have break his every bone in your body. You see him on the ground next to Arnold. He is twitching but not really showing signs of life. "WHAT ZE FUCK?!" Arnold was freaking out when Carlos just falls beside him as a puddle of blood began building up under Carlos. "Vhat have I done? Sir, please stop the match. Carlos needs help." You know you were going to be expelled but you very much well deserve it for killing a student.

".… Sir?" Of course, the father had to watch his son die. He would still be in shock right now. "I'm sorry…. sir."

"1 minute remaining."

"What? Why isn't he stopping the match? Unless…" You looked back to where Carlos fell only to see him rising up. He's okay… but how? "Wow, shit. That fucking hurts. Death by Falling sucks. It hurt even worse than last time."

"Last time?!"

"30 seconds left." You quickly snapped out of it before rushing for the bomb. You were this close until Carlos suddenly appears in front of you with green energy. He grabs your arm before judo flipping you down to the ground and keeping you there. "Jack Noir: Can teleport himself anywhere or to other people. He can also teleport other people or objects to him. He can also teleport objects to people. The bad thing was, those 3 things count as different abilities and I only really used teleportation because I'm not used to the other stuff. I was pretty lucky that he was prototyped with a harlequin doll or else, I wouldn't be able to use him. Of course, that's where my Bloody Mary's come from too so I could only use one of them at a time. Even my Active state couldn't do anything about that. You were tough as hell, Natalya. It was a close match. I panicked when Pops said there were 30 seconds left but I remember about Jack Noir. The fight could have ended either way if I continued to panic."

"Good to know that I gave you hard match, Carlos. You were really creative with your seemingly odd quirk. I won't lose the next time we fight, Carlos."

"I'll take you up on that, sistah. You was good, too."

"AAAAAAaaaaannnddddd TIME! Carlos wins! Somehow…. Anyways, get back on here, kids. Carlos, try not to scare your classmates by making them think that they murdered you."

"Oh yeah, sorry about that. I'll try not to do that again. Or maybe, try not to kick me off the roof of a building again, aight?"

"I should be apologizing to you." You freed Arnold from his bindings. He was still in shock to see someone he knows "die" in front of him. "Nah, I should just apologize to ya. I did give you some motherfuckin' fright there, aight?"

"Fine, but my apology still stands."

"Seriously, Clown Man. What ze hell is wrong with you?"

"You won't be seeing that a lot if ya'll aren't trying to kill me." You all laughed at that before walking back to the room with your classmates.

"Haha! Nice job, Carlos! Easiest fucking money in my life!"

"You were betting on us, Apollo? I don't know if I should be flattered or not."

"He wasn't the only one."

"You too, Art?"

"And me…. sorry…"

"I already know who you'd be rootin' for, Izubro. No need ta be sorry."

"Apollo was right though, easy money."

"Bloody hell, even Frey?"

"Fuck you, chico!"

"You wish you could, Jojo." Again these two with their flirting and bantering. You were a bit shocked that they were placing bets on you. You felt good that most of your classmates lost their cash. "Vell, that's vhat you get for betting, little girl."

"Oh shut up, dragon lady."

"Placing bets aside, what did we learn here today?" Becky raises her hands, "Yes, Becky."

"Carlos is immortal."

"No, I'm not."

"Joking aside, what did we really learn?" James raises his hands. "Yes, James."

"You should never underestimate a villain no matter what their quirk is. Any item a Villain has can be dangerous. You shouldn't let your guard down. I know this is just a simulation but the goal is the goal. Worrying about someone isn't bad but you shouldn't worry about villains, at all. Stopping that bomb and saving multiple lives is more important than the life of a criminal."

".… Close enough."

"He's good, chico."

"Yeah yeah, come on, Jojo. We're next."

"Next guys, ready up. It's JoFrey vs Team D."

"Stop being hip with us, Pops. You're getting too old for our bullshit. But yes, those two seems to already be flirting on day two of school."

"We're not flirting!" They both say in denial. You already finished your match so you decided to sit back and relax. This is going to be a long day.

TO BE CONTINUED

WALULULULULULUULULULUULULULULULULL Next up! Frey and Jolena vs whoever Team D is. I admittedly forgot who Team D was. Will check back on that.

I didn't really mention how the costumes of other students look so I might as well add it here. Well, some of them. YOu already know Carlos', Izuku's and Natalya's.

Arnold Fegelein had an Black Army Jacket on top of bulletproof straps disguised as a tank top. He hand combat pants and boots with metal guards on them like Carlos. His Jacket hides an array of knives which he would only use as a last resort. He thinks he doesn't need anything else other than his quirk and his skills so there's not much tools to use. He'll be upgrading it some time then.

ABout Carlos's utility belt, it's filled with surprises.

Anyway, thanks for reading this. The next chapter will be out soon. PEACE!