((Buenos dias fuckbois. It is me- Markipl- Just kidding. We already know I ain't that cool. However, I am here to bring another story while I am both inspired, and wanting to write. So- let's go. As I said before, I am hoping this story is not all that long- buuuut- knowing me, I tend to make things long, and complicated. Positive and Negative feedback is appreciated. I hope you all have a good day. Enjoy the chapter- maybe.))
A collaborating amount of footsteps tap lightly on pavement as the movement of a group treads across the concrete path. There was silence among them, somberness making the air thick around the youngsters and the elder that walk among the ill-tended pathway.
There was no obnoxious laughter from the sociable pinkette with golden eyes. There was no casual conversation between the music junkie and the bird-headed fellow. There was no playful banter between a charge-bolt boy, and his spiky-haired friend. There wasn't even the angry yelling of the low-tolerating explosion incarnate.
Unparalleled silence, and falling rain.
Even the sky was crying- despite the fact that it was still sunny outside. Birds chirp among the trees that sway with the movement of the wind. Chatty people in the background all share their memories at their own memorials. Either contemplating what they are going to do in life now that a loved one is gone- or being mad at the world- because they just lost someone too soon. No matter the cause of the loss.
Grief was a funny thing. It was painful, and somehow- it worked in reverse for most of the students in the class of the lost ones. At first- they had to accept the fact that they were dead. They all died right in front of them- after all. Then- after the other three stages- also working in reverse- most of the students had reached a stage of denial.
Especially Katsuki Bakugou. Yelling around all the time in his dorm about how 'Stupid Deku is too hard-headed and annoying to die' and how 'I need to beat him at being the Number One hero. I can't do that if he's dead!'
Everyone else was silently in denial.
Yaoyorozu hardly did anything out of the ordinary- but she openly stated that she doesn't understand how it all happened so fast. How shit hit the fan so quickly.
Tokoyami wasn't too expressive of himself- he never was. He had went to being even more secluded, though. Saying that 'I don't believe that they are dead. It's just not like them.' Even Dark Shadow seemed to be stuck in some pit of denial.
Kirishima and Kaminari spent more and more time with each other, even taking on some of the antics that Midoriya had displayed. Muttering, and being more thorough in how they handled things. Observant.
Those were just SOME of the examples though. Everyone changed drastically. Mineta had lost interest in chasing girls around- most likely because it finally came to light that they can't afford to chase around the opposite gender when you are supposed to be on duty.
Other pro heroes had become even more on-guard. Constantly surveying school grounds- almost checking the school cameras in a paranoid manner. Among other things- as well as losing some of their students because they were either pulled from their classes by their parents out of fear of losing them- or because they got scared and backed out.
Understandable, but still devastating.
Upon reaching the place where the 5 memorials lie- all of the students either sit around the grave, or at the nearby benches. Most of the students silently thinking to themselves while looking up to the skies as pondering the deepest and darkest questions in their young minds as they think back to the incident.
That fateful- terrible day.
"Aizawa Sensei-" Asui raises her hand as the tired teacher finishes up a part of his lecture to the class. The dark-eyed man closes his book- before turning his head over to look at the girl. He quirks a brow up, before nodding as a way to let her know 'I'm listening'. The girl put her hand down, and asked the teacher her question. "May I use the restroom, please?"
"Go ahead. Be back in 3 minutes."
The frog girl nodded, gently pushing her seat back, before walking to the door, and grabbing a restroom pass. She loops it around her neck, and continues on her way, closing the door behind herself.
Midoriya and Kirishima were sharing some notes on one of their assignments, tossing ideas back and forth as most group partners would have.
Iida, Yaoyorozu and Todoroki were all talking about the upcoming trip they were supposed to be taking for their training trip.
Ochako and Mina were enjoying some of their free time and chatting back and forth, thinking about fashion- and music. Jirou was piping in here and there- but she remained mostly quiet.
Overall- it was a pleasant day... there was very little class issues. Bakugou wasn't threatening everyone and everything- but he was still his usual self. Monoma was not being his typical over-zealous self and trying to bud in and make everything a competition from class 1-B- and they even sparred together during outside training with no issues.
From then... it... all went south.
Asui walks back into the bathroom, sanitizing her hands before placing the bathroom pass back on the hook that rested by the door- then walked back to her desk- as any student would. Just as it were about 15 minutes before the last bell of the day- an alarm sounded.
A loud screech- and following beeping was heard- a red tinge taking over the room as the blinker for the alarm flashed above the nearby exit. If it were a code red alarm- that would mean that someone extremely dangerous was on the campus- even if they didn't know where they were.
A voice came over the intercom- Principal Nezu.
"Attention all students- there is a dangerous intruder being contained in the building. This is not a drill- please make your way to the nearest exits- and assist each other in fleeing the building as quickly and effectively as you possibly can." The words were blunt- but not rushed.
All of the students in the class were calm- they were expecting it to be a drill.
As all of the students were lining up at the door single-file, Ochako turns her head up to the shaggy teacher. "Sensei- wasn't this practice drill supposed to happen earlier today? I thought it was announced as cancelled earlier-"
The red-eyed man looks down at the bright eyed student- before sighing. "I was under the impression we did- however- as heroes in training, it is also good to teach all of you kids that not everything goes according to plan."
Midoriya was toward the back of the group- looking around to double check if there was anyone left in class. Iida was at the front- being the class president as he almost always would be. The peculiar-browed student quickly went over the rules of escaping- which lasted a blatant 10 seconds at best.
"Alright- as we evacuate the building- stay in line- and check for stragglers on your way. Go." he put bluntly- before walking out the door.
All of the students quickly and silently made their way out the door- before traversing the hallway with class 1-B- and a small group of support-course students.
Asui looks back at Midoriya who was constantly moving his head to look around at the area that they had been so familiar with for a long time now. "What's wrong Midoriya-chan?" the girl asks him as she continued to walk ahead- where some of the students were being assisted out the nearby window by those with capable quirks.
"I don't know, Asui- I mean Tsu." Him and that dorky mistake of his. Every single time. "Something doesn't feel right. I don't think we should leave."
"What do you mean, Midoriya?" She asks him in confusion.
Aizawa eavesdropped on them from the back. They kept moving- of course- but it was clear that the green-haired lad was apprehensive.
People were always told to follow their gut feelings...
A purple pulsating light enveloped the area- no one knew what it did- but it somehow reached the rest of the students that remained in the building. A scream was heard right after someone went jumping from the window. Yelling something that no one heard- other than the ones that were closest to them.
The shaggy haired teacher grew apprehensive- before looking around as well. Before he could even react- there was the sound of rumbling- and several students went falling through the floor as some of the area below them suddenly grew weak.
Midoriya and Asui were two of them-
The green haired boy let out a loud, startled yelp, before immediately reaching for his other green-haired friend- in an attempt to shield her fall if he was unable to hit steady ground. Just as he went to summon up his quirk to attempt lessening the blow to their fall- he noticed that he couldn't.
"Asui!" He grabbed the girl- who couldn't summon up any bit of her quirk either. Her tongue wouldn't shoot out- and her more nimble frog-like reflexes didn't seem to take hold.
"Midoriya-Chan-" before anything else could be said- they plummeted through 2 floors - the girl being cushioned from the major part of the fall as she heard cracking in the boys ribs.
"Nghh!" There was a sharp gasp of pain as he struggled slightly to breathe- the girl quickly scampering off of him, despite cutting her hands and legs a bit on nearby glass and jaggedly broken pipes and wood.
Aizawa was taken aback. He tried to summon up his quirk as well- maybe to utilize his scarf in an attempt to catch them- if at all possible. It didn't work. He heard them hit the floor though, and instantly paled more- despite his already anti-tan complexion. "Problem children!"
"W-We're f-ine!" The boy yells up to him as he struggled to stand up. "Asui- come on-" he let out a harsh- anguished cough- before stumbling once more.
There was screaming heard from the upper floors. "Aizawa-Sensei?! What happened?!" It turned out that it was Ochako, running over to see what happened. She looks down at them- before gasping. "Are you two okay?!"
"We're fine- Ochako-chan! We just need to get out of here! Go help someone else!" the frog girl yells up to the brunette before looking over to her fellow green-haired classmate. "Mido-chan- I can-"
"Tsu- your leg is hurt really- really bad. Get on my shoulders-. I will do my best to get you up there-" before the green haired boy could do anything- he coughs up a large sum of blood and leans forward- wheezing in pain. "Hurry-"
The girl starts to blame herself for the others pain, but nods, trying to think of a way to pull the other up- if she could. Aizawa- meanwhile had went to go and help another student who was on the stent of falling through the floor. It seemed that it was Kendo from class 1-B. Without her quirk, she was unable to support herself where she was falling through- and Monoma was already down in one of the other classrooms that the upper-floor collapsed into.
After a mere minute and a half- Midoriya and Asui had helped each other up one of the collapsed floors- using debris as a tool- seeing as the door and windows were both blocked. Both of them were on the verge of passing out from the blood-loss.
It seemed as though hours were going by- maybe even years. The teachers were overwhelmed. Most of them having to work without their quirks to save students that had fallen from the upper floors- either into classrooms- or outside as they were trying to flee. Even more pro-heroes came- and some lost their quirks- unknowing as to why-
The heroes stayed as far away as they could- in an attempt to help the children and fellow heroes without getting their quirks taken away.
It didn't stop the destruction- though.
Finally- all of the students were out of the building. The villain was unknown- at the moment- because any teachers that were nearby at the moment were severely hurt.
Aizawa helps Midoriya and Asui back to the floor they feel through to begin with- still because all of the other exits possible were blocked. Smoke had started to come from the building a while ago- making his lungs ache. He had to tear his scarf and wrap it around both of his students faces in an attempt to keep them from breathing it in.
"Hold on problem children- we're almost there- just a little bit more-" he nearly trips- the weight of the exhausted students under him was a bit much- but he persevered. Midoriya coughs up more blood on his shoulder, wheezing for air. "Hold on- dammit. Hold on. We're almost there- almost-" he reaches the now blown-out window- urging them out with the help of the other pros- who were concerned.
There was barely even 3 minutes of peace. The school yard was crowded- flowing with people.
Even so... that wasn't the end of the destruction.
Many students were rushed off to the hospital. Recovery lady was swarmed with all of the blood and concussed students. Other pros who were familiar with medical procedures did the best they could where they could. She couldn't even use her quirk- she had to do the best with what common medicine she knew.
Trying to calm down the students was impossible.
Midoriya had been out cold for at least 10 minutes- Asui was on her way there. Aizawa watched over both of them like a hawk. Paranoid. Disappointed in himself that he let this happen. Even more of his students were hurt- but they were actively being taken care of. Midoriya had been treated to the best of the nearby medics ability- which sadly was not very well.
Asui was bandaged up- and dizzy.
Within the commotion- a loud explosion was heard. It woke up the sleeping green-haired teen.
A figure walks out of the ashes- the purple that had been seen earlier surrounding him. "How interesting." the man laughs out as he looks around the many damaged faces of the students. "However... I am here with a job to do.. soo..." he turns to look around- his eyes landing on the nearest student. Asui.
Cold narrow eyes grew even more narrow, before the man snapped.
((Content Warning: Please proceed with caution. This next scene- through the rest of the chapter will not be pleasant. They contain fairly heavy descriptions of blood and violence- as well as character death.))
"You will do-"
Before anyone could react- Aizawa was in front of his student- but at the last second- with a burst of speed- Midoriya was in front of his teacher. In even more pain- but he managed to make it- based on adrenaline alone.
"Problem child!" The black haired teacher yells out as a large metallic arm shot out of the ground- grabbing the teen by digging it's large claws into his already damaged chest and dragging him forward.
"Nerd!" a shout was heard from the nearby crowd.
Anyone who wasn't paying attention could see it now.
Midoriya was dragged right to the man's arms- and the large man laughs, before grabbing him by his neck. "How noble of you... however... it was foolish. You heroes usually are." The man kept the metal arm on Midoriya before leaning in closer to the boys face.
"You're quite charming- for a snotty teenager." he chortled in mockery, before feeling saliva hit his face.
"F-Fuck off. The pro's w-ll p-ut you b-ehi-ind bars!" the boy growled weakly at him as he kicked forward, hitting the man right in the balls.
The man only snarled- before snapping and using the wires of the large claw to grab hold of the boy more firmly- pulling him closer. "I don't need you alive." he grinned sinisterly- with an evil grin- he steps back- before simply stating to the mechanical arm- "Kill him-"
The entire outside grew cold as loud screams were heard- produced from fright, and opposition to killing the boy in his grasp. It was too late though- far too late.
The villain had used the metal arm to hoist Midoriya into the air, the boy struggling the entire time- before slamming him down onto the ground and into the side of the building repeatedly. Headfirst. Midoriya's screams were anguishing- and he did his best to try and fight back and get away.
The pro heroes all rushed forward- only to be distracted by other villains- or held back.
Within 3 minutes of being slammed around- Midoriya was thrown head-first toward the school- where a long, thin pipe stuck out from the wall- and within seconds-
His head was driven into the pipe- the pipe went through his right eye- and out the back side of his skull.
After a anguished scream- and a bit of twitching- the boy stopped moving.
it was clear he was dead.
"Deku-kun!" Ochako screams from the crowd, feeling tears filling her eyes as she falls to her knees- and starts to sob. Both traumatized and devastated. She went into a long hysterical sobbing fit, covering her head as she continued to scream.
Everyone else in class was screaming. Screaming or seething. Bakugo couldn't move. His quirk was gone... and his legs were broken. "Dammit! Let me go! I need to go kill that bastard! That sick, twisted bastard needs to fucking die!" he was clawing hysterically at the grass in an attempt tp get to where the villain was.
The villain heard his voice over everyone else's and growls. "How annoying." he directed the metal arm toward the bellowing teen- before someone else jumped in the way.
Iida Tenya.
"Goddamn extra, what the hell are you doing?!" The frustrated blonde yells out, feeling blood falling on his face. "Get out the way, dumbass! He's going to kill you too! Move it! I need to kill him for what he did!"
"I am the class president! I already let this monster kill one of my classmates!" The blue haired teen yells out to the one below him. Before he could say anything else- despite his strength- he was pulled back. As he was pulled toward the villain, he closed his eyes- and readied himself to turn- and attack him. Before he reached where the villain intended to throw him- he shifted his weight- forcing the mechanical arm to waver enough for his steel-toed shoe to hit the man in the face with a forceful kick.
More students attempted to make their way forward in an attempt to help- but they were held back by the other pro-heroes who were trying to find their way to help. There was nothing they could do. Their quirks were useless if they were unable to be used.
A few students managed to get past these teachers- which included Shoto Todoroki, Ochako Uraraka, and Tsuyu Asui who had to wiggle out of Aizawa's grasp to get to the others who were rushing forward.
The battle continued- and as the quirks began to come back to any of the pro's who were scared- or unable to go in because they were rendered useless were then blocked by a forcefield of some kind. This man didn't want any interference.
Soon enough- collections of screams and angry shouts sounded as everyone attempted to break in. Uselessly, of course.
One by one- the four that hand managed to get in and engage with the villain were struck down- nearly as cruelly as Midoriya was.
Ochako was the first one to be killed- as she went to go and keep Asui from being stabbed- a long blade was driven through her throat- and dragged down - breaking through her ribs, and severaling several organs in half. She fell dead within a few seconds.
Iida- getting worked up and distracted managed to kick the man's head in a couple more times- which pissed the man off. The villain engaged him, after throwing Shoto and Asui back again. He grabbed a large falling piece of concrete- before slamming it down on the large teens face repetitively. Iida died within a minute- if best. His face smashed into oblivion by the jagged structural piece.
Asui followed soon after. She ended up getting caught- and because she was toned, but still smaller- her arms were torn off, before she was severed in half by the same large blade used to kill Ochako. She, too- died within a minute.
Shoto was last- and by this time, he was terrified. but he wouldn't show it. They had a toe to toe fight for a few minutes- which felt like hours. However, when he was caught off guard by something shooting out of the ground and thought his body. Then, it pulls him down- pinning him to the lawn. The villain walks forward- tired of the fight- at this point.
He grinned, before kicking the dual-hair colored teens head in, and stomping down on his spine several times. Breaking it, as well as all of the ribs. Shoto was dead within 3 minutes of that damage.
"It's been fun- UA High School. Thanks for having me. Now... for my last trick.. I will make these bodies disappear." the man let out a long howling laughter before dragging all of the bloodied corpses into the building with himself- and setting one of the rooms on fire as he tossed the bodies into the flames.
From there... he was never seen again.
No one knew why it happened. No one knew who he was, or what his goal would have been.
Everyone left the school that day feeling broken- knowing they were traumatized. They had done nothing. They were useless.
And 5 of them were violently killed as a product of their cowardice.