The room was damp and cold. In the darkness sat two bodies shackled to the wall, with their heads slumped downwards, seemingly lifeless. One attempted to move their legs but was stopped at the sound of a large metal door opening. In the center, a light turned on, revealing an empty room with the two heroes. Tomura stepped in from the entrance; he wore a disgruntled look but showed a short glimpse of excitement to the prisoners. Kurogiri followed suit right after the young man, closing the door behind him.

Bound hand and foot, Uwabami watched from the dust with disquiet in her golden yellow eyes. "I already told you that I don't know anything else," she told Tomura. "Please understand that you have already taken everything from us."

"I am tired of you complaining," Tomura replied. He moved closer to her, crouching down to meet with her eyes. "You are right that we have taken everything from you. Now you're just a quirkless piece of human trash. Not that it really matters to me… I only want to ask you one final thing before you can say goodbye to this world."

"Tomura, are you sure this is what the Master would have wanted?" Kurogiri asked with concern.

Tomura waved his hand, dismissing the man's comment. "It doesn't matter anyway," he said bitterly. "Master has already gotten everything he needed from them. It's best we don't have any witnesses."

Kurogiri stood silent, knowing it would be best not to anger Tomura after the call he had last night.

"Leave me here," the young man said, slowly turning his head towards Kurogiri. His eyes showed intense hatred, one that the bartender had not seen in a long time.

Kurogiri bowed. "As you wish," he said calmly, moving the handle down. "I will be waiting outside."

Tomura continued to watch until the door closed. He slowly twisted his neck back to the shackled heroes. "Do you know what is going to happen if you don't talk…" he began.

Uwabami stared in horror as the villain placed his hand on the boy's head beside her. "Please stop!" Uwabami begged. "Whatever you're going to do. Please stop!"

Tomura smiled. "Too late for that princess." He placed his last finger on the young hero. Gradually cracks started to form around the head, causing the boy to scream in pain, crying out for help. Tomura began to chuckle, watching the hero's body crumble into dust as the voice faded away.

"Tsuyoshi!" Uwabami cried out. Having witnessed the boy's death, she wailed around in panic, aimlessly thrashing her arms around.

"Be quiet," Tomura ordered with a rasping voice, yet the woman did not listen to him. Outside of the room, Kurogiri leaned across the wall, doing his best to occupy his mind on something else.

"I said, shut up!" Tomura raged. He brought his hand forward, expanding it in front of Uwabami. At the sight of the murderer's hand, she quieted down in fear of her life.

Tomura removed the hand that covered his face. He creeped out a smile from his cracked lips, "Now that is a little better Miss." He lowered his hand away from her, resting it on his legs. "I promise to let you go if you answer this one question."

Uwabami stared at Tomura, nodding her head frantically.

"Good!" Tomura grinned, "If only you had done that from the start… Now tell me all you know about how your attacker fought."

Kurogiri waited patiently for several minutes after the initial screams began, only to hear it once more. The door swung open suddenly, with Tomura scratching his throat aggressively.

"I suppose, disposal is in order?" Kurogiri asked cautiously.

"Do as you wish," Tomura told him, still showing an irritated look. "My job is finished with them."

Kurogiri waited until the young man left the hall. He stepped inside to find shackles covered in piles of ash.

Izuku tucked in his white button-down shirt into the dress pants he was gifted months ago. The boy frowned. "It's already gotten tighter, and the only decent thing I have to wear for this class." Izuku stepped out of the changing room and proceeded to walk over the class waiting outside by a large constructed city. "Doesn't really matter that they see me in this getup. At least it will get the job done for this exercise."

"Oh, Deku?" Ochaco asked, upon noticing Izuku appear from the gate. She held onto a large visor that covered her entire face.

"Hello," Izuku replied quietly. He knew that it was his opportune time to learn about the quirks his classmates possessed.

"That looks fancy! But so cool," Ochaco exclaimed. "Is that your hero costume?"

Izuku looked down at his outfit. "Yeah, sort of. Apart from a tracksuit, it's the next best thing I own. The costume department got delayed in finishing mine on time." He looked at Ochaco only to realise her outfit stood out too much.

Ochaco placed one hand behind her head, giving off a nervous expression. "I should've written down what I wanted… Now it ended up being a skin-tight bodysuit. It's a bit embarrassing."

"Midoriya?" asked a voice in the large group behind Ochaco. "Why are you wearing formal clothing? They told us to wear our hero costumes."

Izuku turned to see who addressed him. Only to find a boy with spiked red hair stare at him. Izuku squinted, turning his head somewhat sideways. "Wait, who are you again?" he asked apologetically.

The boy walked up to Izuku, laughing at the question. "Aww come on, you don't remember my name? It's Eijiro Kirishima." He raised his arm to greet Izuku, "Nice to meet you. Call me Eijiro."

Izuku looked at Kirishima hesitantly, ultimately shaking his hand back. "Likewise, Kirishima…" He paused. "By the way, I've just noticed, but aren't there only nineteen of us?"

"Now that you say it, that is kind of odd," Kirishima wondered. He turned to count the number of classmates present. "Doesn't Class 1-B have twenty?" he asked.

Iida stepped towards them in a costume that surrounded his entire body and head. "That is right. Apparently, not enough students passed the exam. And the criteria set for our class was too high for anyone else to join."

"But is it such a big deal?" Ochaco asked. "It shouldn't affect anything if we have one less person."

Iida stopped. "I suppose you're right. Only time will tell."

"Class 1-A, now it is time for combat training!" All Might announced. He wore a bright red costume, with a blue cape gently waving from the wind that passed by him.

The class quickly positioned themselves into two lines, waiting for further instructions.

"Sir!" Iida began. He rose his right hand up. "If I am correct, this is one of the battle centres from the entrance exam. Will we be conducting urban battles again?"

"No, this time it's going to be a little different. We're moving two steps ahead," All Might said, pointing two of his fingers up. "Most of the time, fighting villains takes place outside. But if you look at the total crime rate percentage, indoor appearances from villains occur at a much higher rate. Things such as imprisonment, house arrest, and backroom deals. In this society filled with heroes, intelligent villains hide in the shadows!"

Izuku laughed to himself. "He definitely hit that right on the mark," he thought until he suddenly lost all of his enthusiasm. "I wonder if he has even recognized who I am… Did it really not matter to you at all?"

All Might continued, "For this class, you'll be split into villains and heroes. You will fight two-on-two indoor battles."

A girl with a frog-like costume spoke up, "Even without basic training?"

"This is a real battle to understand those basics," All Might told her. He formed his hand into a fist, looking back towards the class. "However, the key this time is that there are no robots you can just beat up."

"How will wins and losses be determined?" Yaoyorozu asked as she repositioned her long black hair.

"Will the punishment be expulsion like with Mr. Aizawa?" asked another voice.

Iida still holding his hand up, immediately followed up with another question. "How shall we be split up?"

Sweat could be seen on All Might's face, yet he did not fluster. "I'll answer all of your questions, but only after I finish explaining everything." He took out a small piece of paper and began to read. "The situation presented for you is that the villains have hidden a nuclear weapon somewhere in their hideout. The heroes' objective will be to dispose of it. That can either be done by catching the two villains or touching the nuclear weapon in the allotted time. The villains need to protect the nuclear weapon the entire time or catch the heroes in a similar fashion."

"He mentioned groups of two… one person will be left on their own," Izuku thought. "Pity the person who has to deal with that."

"Teams and opponents will be determined by drawing lots," stated All Might, presenting a large box.

"They're being decided so haphazardly?" Iida asked underneath his mask.

Izuku placed his hands into his pockets and turned to face Iida. "Don't professional heroes often have to create makeshift teams with other heroes in different agencies? Seems like they're going for a similar approach to that."

Iida dropped his hand, understanding Izuku's point. "I see. The insight to look ahead… Please excuse my rudeness All Might." He bowed his head to the teacher.

"It's fine," All Might replied. "Let's do this quickly!" He moved one hand into the air, staring into the sky. "Once we pick out the teams, everyone who isn't chosen to fight first will head to the monitor room."

"Yes, sir!" said the group collectively.

"Oh, and from the recommendation of Aizawa," All Might chimed in. "Izuku Midoriya will be working as a one-man team." He looked at the boy he called out, "Sorry about that, but this is a handicap that has been placed on you."

Izuku could hear one of the students behind him speak up. "Is it because he fought against the teacher?"

"Probably his punishment for speaking out… kinda lucky for any team that is going to fight against hi-"

"Denki Kaminari," Iida stopped him. "I'd say it's the complete opposite. A punishment? Sure. But do you honestly want to fight him after what we've witnessed last week?"

Kaminari shrugged. "It's still a two versus one scenario. Combat strength isn't the only factor."

All Might spoke up. "Now, now. While young Midoriya might be alone. Aizawa has decided it would be most fair to place him in that position because of his strengths, we only have nineteen students after all.

The entire class glared at Izuku at the sound of him being declared the strongest.

"Alright, bring it on," Kirishima shouted. He pointed towards Izuku, "I'll be the one to take you down!"

"Great," Izuku thought. "Now everyone will want to beat the shit out of me."

Inside the monitor room, several classmates tried to console Kirishima who sat on the ground embarrassed. Several others laughed at his previous statement.

"Looks like he won't be fighting Midoriya," said one classmate barely holding in his laughter.

Outside of the abandoned building, stood Midoriya, examining the place he was assigned to protect. He suddenly heard All Might approach him.

"Young Midoriya," All Might said. "Set up and get ready, you have twenty minutes. Once the timer runs out, the hero team will break in and the battle will start." He placed both of his hands on his hip, "Learn to think from the perspective of a villain. This is pretty close to a real battle. I am not really sure of your circumstances but go all out. Don't be afraid to get hurt, show the other team what it means to fight. If things go too far, I'll stop it."

Izuku stared at All Might. "When you say act like a villain. Am I able to act it out as a persona and take it seriously?"

All Might laughed. "Do your thing, as long as it doesn't threaten the lives of your classmates. We have these battle scenarios for a reason you know!"

Izuku put out a fake smile. "Yes, sir. I'll do my best!"

"Well, in that case, you may head in. I'll be briefing the other team. You'll be facing off against Tenya Iida and Ochaco Uraraka," All Might said. He turned to face the hero team and began to walk over to them. "Let's see what made Aizawa so interested in this boy," he muttered.

Izuku took out a paper and pen, quickly laying out the structure of the building, along with its entrances and exits from all floors. He made his way slowly to the bomb on the fifth floor. "Looks like I'll be at a complete disadvantage if I let them get too close to the bomb… but I also need to make sure they stick together at first. Knowing their quirks, I can't let Iida run off on his own. Otherwise, he'll get to the bomb faster than I do." He bit onto his lip. "Yet if I defend the bomb and only stay on the fifth floor, then I'll be completely outnumbered. I don't know if I'll have enough time to stop them in such an open area."

At that very moment, his eyes lit up. "Wait a minute," Izuku pondered, "All Might never said anything about not being allowed to move the bomb." He looked around the room, slowly letting out a grin.

The other students looked through several monitors that showcased every known position of the building. They watched with perplexity at Izuku's thought process.

"Wait a minute. He can really do that?" Yaoyorozu asked.

One of the doors opened, as All Might stepped in. He looked at Class-A, initially expecting the room to be filled with them talking nonstop. Only to find that the entire group of students were quiet, carefully paying attention to one of the screens.

"What's up everyone?" All Might asked. He startled the entire group, causing several students to fall on the ground. All Might looked down, offering his hand apologetically. "Sorry for scaring you guys… But what has gotten all of you so quiet?"

Awkwardly, Yaoyorozu rose up from the floor. "Sir, are the villains allowed to do these kinds of things?" she asked, pointing at one screen.

All Might looked and saw that the bomb had been relocated to the first floor and placed inside one of the small rooms. Along with windows on the fourth and fifth floor being covered by blue tarps.

"Did he just hammer them in?" All Might thought, surprised at the actions the boy took. He paused to look back at the girl. "Technically it is allowed, there are no rules preventing him from moving the bomb or using things inside the building. It's not like the hero teams were told where the bomb would be."

"Isn't that a bit risky?" Kirishima asked. He touched the tips of his red hair. "What if they find it right away?"

"I don't think they will," Yaoyorozu said. "I suppose it's his way of closing the gap. But it will still be a difficult battle for him. He'll be useless if they keep their distance."

Izuku hammered in the final nail to keep the tarp covered over one of the windows. He threw down the hammer onto the concrete floor and made his way to the second floor. Izuku took out the paper he had drawn on earlier. "One of my options were to fight Iida immediately but there is even a better plan for victory now."

"One-minute remaining until the match starts," broadcasted a large speaker. "One-minute remaining."

He quickly made his way down the flight of stairs arriving on to where he would plan to meet the hero team. "I'm relying on them to skip the first floor after they walked in through the only entrance. They'll likely not figure it out." He placed the piece of paper back into his pocket. "Considering their quirks, everything has been accounted for. I'll trick them into believing they had won."

Outside Iida and Ochaco stood by the building. They had noticed that the upper two levels had been covered with something. In turn not allowing anyone to see from the outside or inside.

"He's really thought this through," Iida observed. "He knows our quirks better than we know his."

"What do you mean?" Ochaco asked curiously.

Iida looked at her. "If you used your quirk to fly up there, you'd be able to see all of the floors. But now most of them are blocked off, preventing us from knowing where the bomb is."

Ochaco shifted her hands anxiously. "Deku is kind of scary when it comes to these kinds of things."

"Scary?" Iida questioned. "Maybe not scary, but he's always surprised me. I just can't read him at all."

"Ten seconds," announced the speaker.

Iida gestured Ochaco to follow him towards the entrance. "Alright, we follow the plan we went over. Our best bet is to split up once we meet him. He'll probably target me first, so you'll need to run up and find the bomb as quickly as possible."

A large siren was heard, signaling the start of the battle. "The heroes have 10 minutes to secure the bomb," the speaker declared.

They walked inside the building and found it covered with many halls, separating into small rooms. To their right, a stairway led up to the second floor.

"That's our way up," Iida said quietly. "I'll do my best to keep him occupied but I won't be able to do it for long. If it gets too bad, I'll have to sacrifice myself by hitting him. If it goes well, then we'll both be knocked out."

Ochaco nodded. "By the way, Iida, what if he is on the first floor?" she asked.

"I doubt it," Iida whispered. "If he made himself known here, then he'd be completely screwing up his positioning. We'd just be able to race up to the bomb and win. My guess is that he is waiting on the second or third floor."

"Ok," Ochaco replied back nervously.

They slowly made their way up the stairs. Only to hear a slow clapping gradually get louder in the dark hallway in front of them. Iida moved his right arm to the side, signaling Ochaco to stop.

"Heroes… congratulations on making your way over here," came a dry voice, its cold atmosphere was threatening in a way Iida and Ochaco had never felt before.

"You're here to win, after all, aren't you…?" In the distance, Iida saw a silhouette standing still, seemingly watching them with the intent to kill.

"Ochaco, he's blocking off the main hallway leading up to the next floor. Get ready," Iida told her quickly. Even though he knew he was facing off against Izuku, his body trembled.

"Now then, shall we start?"

Before they could react. Izuku sprang up from the shadows and threw a kick towards Ochaco. Iida jumped in time to block it, causing Izuku to move back. The boy with green hair calmly stared at them, before letting out a small smile. "What a gentleman you are Iida," Izuku said. "However I won't be letting either one of you leave."

Iida drew out a short breath and took a defensive stance. "Why did he just focus her?" Iida hesitated. "Does he not want her to advance instead of me? Or was it just a random kick…"

Izuku noticed Iida pause. "It's quite simple is it not? Do you want me to repeat what I just said," he taunted Iida, still grinning at him. "There's still so much for you to learn."

Iida suddenly felt Ochaco nudge his back.

"Iida, I have a plan. I think I know why he targeted me first. His maneuverability is considerably low when compared to yours. But in such a small confined space, it doesn't make that much of a difference. If he fights you here, he'll win."

Iida stood in silence still carefully watching Izuku.

Ochaco went on, "If he fights you, he'll catch up with me in no time. But if it's the opposite way around and we create an opening for you to pass through. Then Deku will never catch up."

Iida nodded slowly, "Ok, that plan makes sense, but are you sure you want to fight him alone?"

"We don't have a choice," Ochaco explained. "This is our best option of winning."

Izuku started to walk towards them slowly, with his hands down.

"I'll create an opening," Ochaco reassured Iida. "Don't worry about me, just run."

In his mind, Izuku had laid out the scenario perfectly. He was not able to believe how well everything went. "And now just to show my aggression towards Iida and checkmate," he said to himself.

He ran towards his classmates, and lifted his right leg, aiming it towards Iida's side. In that short moment, at the corner of his eye, Izuku saw Ochaco run at him. His kick landed straight into her, causing her body to slam into the corridor wall. As he turned around to face Iida, his body slowly began to rise, not allowing him to chase after the boy with the engine quirk.

Iida sprang off at the opportunity and sprinted in the direction of the stairway leading upstairs. At the wall, Ochaco saw Izuku smile, noticing that something was not right.

Izuku gradually began to laugh, not being able to contain it inside anymore. His body continued to float, yet that did not concern him.

Several students in the monitor room sighed, upon realizing the hero team's mistake. All Might stared at Izuku, astonished at what the boy was capable of. "He actually fooled them," he said to himself. "But it's not over yet."

After a few seconds, Ochaco was no longer able to keep Izuku into the air, releasing him right as she threw up onto the ground.

The fall caused Izuku to land on his side. He felt something crack at the moment of impact. Izuku stood up slowly, covering his ribs. "You did me really good there, but in the end, it doesn't matter." He walked over to her, removing her ear piece and crushed it with his foot. "Now I suggest you give up Ochaco, otherwise things will not end well for you," Izuku coughed.

Ochaco looked up at Izuku, not being able to recognise him at all. She feared what he would do if she said no.

"Alright," Izuku said. "While Iida is running around trying to find the bomb, I'll have you forfeit." He looked down at Ochaco. "Are we clear on that?"

"Clear," Ochaco replied quickly. She did not know why Izuku was so confident in letting Iida escape until it had dawned on her mind what had happened.

The corners of Izuku's lips grew as he saw the alarmed expression from Ochaco. "Ah yes, I love seeing people's faces when they realise their mistakes. Truly spectacular," his voice rang out.

"It is exactly what you think, the bomb is on the first floor," Izuku said. "And now there is only one hero left." He turned to one of the cameras in the hallway. "Teacher, you heard her forfeit. Do I need to keep her in my custody?"

A voice appeared in his right ear. "Yes, young Midoriya. Her partner still has the chance of freeing her."

"What if I just knock her out?" Izuku inquired with a cold voice. "That doesn't seem to be against the rules."

"I-, uhm… that might not be the best idea," All Might replied back through his ear.

"I know it isn't," Izuku said. "But you were the one who said this is a real battle. From a villain's perspective, why would I keep a hero awake if I knew they could potentially escape and fight back?"

There was a long pause. "I guess you make a good point," All Might said. "Tell her to exit the building."

Ochaco stared in confusion as Izuku told her the situation. "Can you move?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Ochaco said. "But jeez Deku, you are really scary as a villain."

Izuku made a surprised look, "Wait, really? I am?" he asked, blinking several times with his eyes wide open.

She stood up, placing one leg forward. "Deku… you're acting skills are something else." She paused, "Teach me sometime!"

Izuku stared at her with bewilderment, before she quickly ran down to leave. "Well, I guess they wouldn't think I am an actual villain," Izuku thought. "But I suppose I shouldn't have gone so overboard."

Knowing that Iida would return any minute, Izuku walked down to the first floor and entered the room where he had hidden the bomb. It lay intact on the ground, completely untouched. Izuku put his hand over his hair. "Really glad this thing weighs almost nothing."

In the distance, Izuku could hear Iida frantically running down each floor.

"Oh shit, oh shit, god damn it," Iida shouted out. He speeded across each room, making his way down. "Midoriya got me… There was no bomb on the higher floors!" He made his final approach towards the first floor, as the buzzard was heard signalling the end of the battle.

Izuku stepped out of the room and found Iida sitting down on his knees, screaming with his hands up thrown into the air.

Class 1-A could not believe what they had witnessed. "Scary…" most of them said simultaneously.

"Aizawa, you really weren't kidding when you said to give him a handicap," All Might thought. "What the hell was that? The young man didn't even have to rely on his quirk."

Izuku walked out of the building with Iida and saw Ochaco waiting for them.

"Next time," Ochaco said restlessly. "We're making sure you're never the villain again!"

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