Mikumo was frozen in fear, unable to look away from Shigaraki.

Three more figures appeared from the portal, all of them as tall and muscular as All Might, but more akin to monsters than men, with beaks and exposed brains. The first of the trio was the shortest, its off-white skin covered with bark-like armor. The other white monster lumbered next to it, its hands replaced with meter-long claws.

The final monster had pitch-black skin, red scars covering its shoulders and arms. It was the tallest of the three, its beaker longer, dressed in tan trousers, with skull-shaped knee pads.

"Villains, here?" Kirishima questioned. "But this U.A., there can't be villains."

Momo looked to Thirteen. "Doesn't the USJ have some kind of intruder sensors?"

Thirteen nodded. "It does, they must be jamming them somehow."

"Are they just here? Or have more of these villains appeared in the rest of the campus as well?" Todoroki wondered aloud, before glancing at Momo. "One of their quirks must be the one jamming the alarms."

A wave of villains began to spread out from the fountain, the majority heading towards the raised platform where the students and the two Pro Heroes were.

Todoroki spoke again. "These villains aren't stupid. This place is far from the main campus, at a time where only a few people are here. This is a well-coordinated operation, this isn't just some wild attack, they must have some kind of objective."

"Thirteen, begin evacuating the students." Aizawa moved to the top of the stairs. "One of the villains must have the electric-type quirk that's blocking communications. Kaminairi, try using your quirk to contact the school."

"G-Got it."

"Hatsume, Akatani."

Mikumo was jerked out of his paralysis, allowing him to deactivate the zoom on his visor.

"See if you can make his work." Aizawa reached into his jacket and drew his phone.

Mikumo caught the device. "Mr. Aizawa-"

"If you get through, call Principal Nedzu."

Aizawa prepared to launch himself down the stairs.

"Sensei!" Izuku called out. "You can't fight them all alone, your quirk can't affect them all."

Izuku thought back to his hero notes.

Notebook 5, page 27.

"Eraserhead's fighting style is characterised by erasing the opponent's quirk and rapid binding using his capture scarf."

Aizawa sighed. "You really are a hero nerd, aren't you, problem child. Remember this, a hero cannot afford to be a one-trick pony. Thirteen, take care of them!"

Wrapping each end of his scarf to both the handrails of the stairs, Aizawa pulled, flying into the air, towards the approaching villains.

At the bottom of the stairs, three villains lined up.

"Shooting Squad, form up!" Yelled a man with a helmet-like mask and gun barrels for fingertips.

"You're not my fucking boss, Finger Guns." A woman with grey dreadlocks glared at the back of the man's head. "The intel Shigaraki gave us said it was supposed to be Thirteen and All Might, who's this loser?"

The third member of the Shooting Squad, a large, muscular man with white horns and a strange gas mask stepped forward. "I think I've seen him before, Meduza, dunno what his quirk is though."

Finger Guns aimed his hands at Aizawa, grinning. "I don't give a damn about his quirk, Lighthorn. He's gonna be a dead loser, soon. FIRE!"

Meduza raised her palms, plasma gathering as her dreadlocks began to float. Next to her, Lighthorn clenched his fist as the two barrels in the mouthpiece of his gas mask began to glow.

Aizawa's eyes glowed red beneath his goggles, his hair floating around his face.

Finger Guns' barrels clicked uselessly, Meduza's hair fell limp, the light from Lighthorn's gas mask barrels faded away.

"Wha, my quirk's not workin!" Finger Guns looked down at his hands.

The two ends of Aizawa's capture scarf shot out, one wrapping up Meduza and Finger Guns, the other binding the far heavier Lighthorn.

The three villains were lifted into the air, the scarf twisting in on itself and slamming their heads together.

Aizawa landed in the middle of the other villains, the shooting squad falling to the ground unconscious.

"What the hell was that?"

"You idiot, that's Eraserhead." Said a villain with bandages wrapped around his head. "He can erase the quirks of anyone he looks at!"

A villain with four arms and rock-like complexion tilted his masked head. "Erase, you say, Azubaz?"

Aizawa looked to the four-armed villain.

"Stonehenge, don't try it!" Azubaz warned.

Stonehenge ignored the call of his fellow villain, charging at Aizawa. "Let's see if that trick works against us with a Mutant-class quirk!"

Aizawa glared at Stonehenge. "No, it doesn't. It only works against Emitter or Transformation-types, or active parts of a Mutant-type quirk."

The capture scarf lashed out, wrapping up Stonehenge and lifting him into the air.

"However. Statistically, mutant quirks tend to focus on close-quarters."

Aizawa pivoted on one foot, pulling on his scarf to slam Stonehenge into two other villains, one with gorilla arms and the other with a snail head and metal claws for hands.

"Which is why I have countermeasures for you and your quirk." Aizawa recalled his scarf, staring down the circle of villains that surrounded him, weighing up his options.

Shigaraki watched the fight from a distance, scratching at his neck. "His hand-to-hand combat is impressive, with those goggles of his making it hard to see who's quirk he's cancelling, no wonder he's tearing through the fodder like this."

One of the villains, with prehensile hair, gasped as her quirk vanished, before a kick from Eraserhead sent her flying.

"I hate Pro Heroes, ordinary people don't stand a chance against them." Shigiraki glared at Aizawa.

Aizawa's scarf shot out, wrapping up a worm-like villain, yanking him towards the hero and punching him in the chest.

A villain, covered in teal-coloured bonemold armor, charged at Aizawa, forcing him to use his scarf to pull himself out of the way.

"You can call me Kalzium." The villain's voice was muffled under his bonemold helmet.

"I don't care." Aizawa launched a kick at Kalzium.

The villain blocked Aizawa's leg with his armored forearm, forcing the hero backwards.

"You'll regret disrespecting me, hero!" Kalzium grew spikes on his armoured hands and forearms.

Aizawa's eyes flashed red under his goggles, the bonemold armor falling away from Kalzium.

The trap was sprung.

A blue, one-eyed villain with large horns charged at Aizawa's back.

In one fluid motion, Aizawa sent his scarf out to bind the cyclops, adding to his momentum with a pull and stepping to the side, allowing him to crash into Kalzium.

Izuku watched as his homeroom teacher launched himself back into the fray, the rest of his class racing towards the exit.

Eraserhead is good, but I can already see him slowing down, just slightly. He can't go on forever, he's unsuited to one-versus-many fights, no matter how many tricks he has up his sleeve.

"Midoriya!"

Izuku's foot lifted off the ground, he wasn't thinking, he was just moving.

"Class Representative!"

Iida's shout broke Izuku's focus, making him look at the taller boy.

"The class needs you."

I'm sorry, Mr. Aizawa.

Izuku sighed, before nodding. "You're right, let's go."

Iida and Izuku turned, running after their classmates, the former using his engines, the latter tapping into his new speed quirk. They quickly caught up, Izuku trailing a few seconds behind Iida, both of them slowing to jog alongside Uraraka and Sero.

Further up, Mikumo looked across to Hatsume, her pink dreadlocks bouncing with every footfall.

"We need to deploy!" Mikumo called.

Hatsume glanced at her partner, the large case still on her back. "Alright, this is the ultimate field test for our baby!"

"Hatsume, we're running away from the villains, not fighting them." Mikumo fell back, lining up behind the pink-haired girl. "Authorisation Code: Alpha-1986, Configuration A, In-Motion Deployment."

A light on the case flashed, before a panel opened up.

Two metal devices shot out of the case, hitting the ground in front of Mikumo and opening up, allowing him to slip his feet into them as he ran. The metal panels wrapped around the boy's lower legs, forming a set of boots with repulsor soles.

His footsteps now heavy and metallic, Mikumo pushed himself forwards, placing both hands inside the case.

Like his prototype gauntlets, titanium alloy plates arranged themselves around his forearms, creating his gauntlets. Finally, a chestplate shot out of the case, hitting Mikumo's chest and securing itself, panels sliding together to form light back armor.

The whole process took less than fifteen seconds.

A soft, mechanical voice spoke in Mikumo's ear.

"SHTR system online. Model Alpha-I ready for use."

"We're going to have to drop the deployment speed for the chestplate." Mikumo winced. "That's going to hurt in the morning."

"Wimp." Hatsume replied.

Mikumo rolled his eyes. "Just a beacon of support, aren't you?"

"Yep."

Suddenly, purple mist appeared in front of the doors, blocking their exit.

The yellow eyes glowing from within the mist. "Greetings, I am Kurogiri, we are the League of Villains, and I'm afraid we can't allow you to leave."

The class came to a screeching halt, Thirteen prepared to use their quirk.

"Forgive our audacity, but-"

"Shut the fuck up, misty fucker!"

Bakugo launched himself at Kurogiri, forcing Thirteen to stop their quirk.

"Bakugo! Stop!"

A massive explosion engulfed Kurogiri, blocking him from the view of the class.

The dust began to clear, Bakugo was standing, breathing heavy, glaring at Kurogiri.

"Impressive, just a student and you actually got close to hurting me." Kurogiri reformed. "I guess that's to be expected from the best of the best."

Bakugo growled. "You're not going to get a chance to kill All Might, I'll take you fuckers down myself!"

Thirteen called out. "Bakugo, get back!"

Kurogiri laughed, before swelling in size.

"Begone, hero brats."

The purple mist engulfed the students, swallowing them up.

"Writhe in torment, until you breathe your last."

The number you have called cannot be reached at the moment. Please try again later.

Toshinori sighed, lowering the phone from his ear.

That was the fourth time he'd tried to call Aizawa, as well as the three attempts he'd made at contacting Thirteen.

"They may have had good reasons, but my actions this morning were foolish." Toshinori sighed. "I put hero work ahead of my teaching, but maybe I can show up at the end…"

Toshinori trailed off.

No, that does it!

Toshinori stood, his body swelling as he assumed his muscular form.

"Hold on."

The door to the staff room opened.

"Am I a mouse? A bear? A dog? Who knows! All you need to know is I'm the principal!"

"Nedzu!"

Turning his head, Toshinori took in the sight of Nedzu, as well as a tall, green and yellow-haired man standing behind him.

Toshinori barely managed to stop himself from vomiting blood as he suddenly deflated in shock.

"M-Mirai?"

The tall man pushed his glasses up his nose, his eyes glinting dangerously. "Hello, Toshinori."

Toshinori gulped.

Momo hit the ground hard, followed by the sound of two more bodies landing next to her.

Pushing herself up, Momo looked to see she was with Jiro and Kaminari. They had been warped to the Mountain Zone, judging by their surroundings.

Kaminari stood. "We're still in the USJ, aren't we?"

Momo nodded, helping Jiro to her feet.

"Are you okay, Jiro?" Momo asked.

Jiro nodded. "I'm fine, I just landed a bit funny, that's all."

"Can you fight?"

Jiro placed her foot down, testing it.

"Yeah, I can. But I could do with a weapon."

Momo held out her arm, the hilt of a sword appearing from her wrist.

"Thanks." Jiro pulled on the hilt, drawing the sword from Momo, before testing its weight.

"Can I get one of those?" Kaminari gave a thumbs up.

"Can't you just shock any villains?" Jiro questioned, as she tested the weight of the sword.

Kaminari raised an eyebrow. "Weren't you paying attention during the battle trial? I can charge my body up with electricity, but if I discharge it I can't control it, like Todoroki's ice."

"Kaminari, use this."

Momo's skin lit up, a katana protruding from her shoulder, which she then held out to Kaminari.

"A katana?" Kaminari wondered as he took the blade.

Momo smiled. "Like you said your quirk only allows you to charge your body with electricity, not discharge in a targeted manner."

Kaminari nodded in agreement.

"That's why you used Mineta's spheres to conduct your electricity into Jiro and Iida. That weapon, its hilt is partially metal, connected to the rest of the blade."

Kaminari realised what Momo was staying, grinning as he did. "Awesome, nice idea, Vice Rep!"

"There they are!"

The three heroes-in-training turned to see a crowd of villains coming for them, thirty-five by Momo's quick count.

Momo held out her hand, creating a staff, gripping it tightly as she steeled herself, getting ready to fight.

"They're just three kids, we can fucking take them." One of the villains said, his lips entirely made of metal, holding a spiked club in one hand, a knife in the other.

The villain charged directly at Momo, prompting more to swamp Jiro and Kaminari.

Ducking a swing of the spiked club, Momo spun her staff around, bringing it down on the villain's wrist.

The villain dropped the club, recoiling.

"Shit, you fucking b-"

Momo smacked the villain in the face with the end of her staff before he could finish his sentence, before kicking him in the chest, sending him flying back.

"Nospe!"

Another villain, a long, wide buster sword strapped to his back moved to help Nospe up.

"I'm fine, Halz." Nospe pressed his hand to Halz's shoulder, his hand glowing red.

Nospe pressed his metal lips together, forming a thin slot.

The slot whirred, before a lifesize 2D version of Halz was printed from it, holding a similarly 2D copy of his sword.

Nospe grinned as both Halz and Paper-Halz advanced on Yaoyorozu.

Yaoyorozu flicked her wrist, creating two kunai, both of them rocketed at Paper-Halz.

The photocopy knocked one kunai away with his sword, the other ripping through his shoulder, leaving a tear.

Halz swung his sword at Yaoyorozu. The teen dodged to one side, Halz's weapon cracking the ground, the force augmented by his strength quirk. Yaoyorozu recovered herself, before jamming a taser she'd created into the villain's neck, taking him out of the fight.

Paper-Halz launched himself at Yaoyorozu, who quickly ducked to one side and swung her staff, crumpling his sword. Tossing the ruined weapon away, Paper-Halz swung a fist at Yaoyorozu.

Yaoyorozu didn't move, the punch hitting her shoulder, leaving a long, shallow papercut.

Nospe laughed. "That was a mistake, girly."

Yaoyorozu smiled. "No, it wasn't."

Fire engulfed Paper-Halz's arm, a lighter in Yaoyorozu's hand.

The photocopy stumbled away, the photocopy was swallowed by the flames.

Nospe glared at the dark-haired girl. "No matter, I can make him again."

Another Paper-Halz was created, stalking towards Yaoyorozu.

Yaoyorozu's thigh began to glow, before a large flamethrower was created from it.

Grabbing the flamethrower, Yaoyorozu raised it and fired, burning Paper-Halz to a crisp.

"No. No. No!"

Nospe created another photocopy.

Yaoyorozu burnt it.

"No!"

Photocopy after photocopy was created, burning up in seconds as Yaoyorozu slowly approached Nospe.

Stepping over the ashes of another photocopy, Yaoyorozu slammed the side of the flamethrower into Nospe's temple, knocking him out. Dropping the spent weapon, Yaoyorozu turned to take stock of the battlefield, only for a brown-haired villain to charge at her, hands raised.

Dust fired from the villain's palm, enveloping Yaoyorozu and leaving her unable to see her surroundings.

Suddenly, the dust began to explode like firecrackers, leaving Yaoyorozu disorientated.

A fist struck the teen across the jaw, sending her sprawling.

The villain loomed out of the dust, holding his palm out, ready to fire again.

A wave of sound blasted the dust away, slamming into the villain and exploding.

The ear jacks disconnected from Jiro's amplifier boots as she held a hand out to Yaoyorozu. "Need a hand?"

Yaoyorozu allowed Jiro to pull her up. "Thanks for the save."

A villain with pale green skin rocketed towards Jiro's back, propelled by a mini-cyclone in the palm of each hand. Before the villain could reach his target five long, steel spikes shot out of Yaoyorozu's palm, pinning the villain to the rock wall.

Jiro smiled. "Thanks, Yaomomo."

"That one is catching on, isn't it."

"You can blame Ashido and Uraraka for that." Jiro fired another sound wave at another villain, with the body of an iguana, slamming him into the rock wall.

The two heroes-in-training split apart, Momo launching herself at a large villain, wearing clothes of dark red fur, while Jiro engaged a villain wearing a grey trenchcoat.

Jiro ducked the swing of Trenchcoat's sickle, firing a pulse from her left boot, knocking the weapon from the villain's hand. A pink-skinned villain dived in, slicing his knife towards Jiro. The purple-haired girl disconnected one of her jacks and wrapped it around the pink villain's wrist, squeezing tight and forcing him to drop the weapon.

The pink villain grabbed Jiro's wrist, holding her in place, leering at her.

"Cickle, get her, now!"

Trenchcoat had retrieved his sickle, swinging it at Jiro. Kaminari was suddenly in the way, blocking the sickle with his katana.

"Looks like somebody's in for the shock of lifetime. Indiscriminate Shock, 100,000 Volts!"

Both Kaminari and the katana lit up with electricity, through the sickle and into Trenchcoat.

"That was a terrible one-liner." Jiro sighed as she slammed a fist into the pink villain's temple, knocking him out.

Kaminari shrugged. "I thought it was pretty good."

"It s-sucked." Trenchcoat gasped, before collapsing.

A toad-like villain jumped at Kaminari, from all fours, his strong legs giving him the momentum to slam into the electric teen, the katana falling from his grip.

"I'm gonna enjoy this." The toad villain's tongue shot out, wrapping around Kaminari's neck, choking him.

Kaminari grinned, making the villain nervous. "Do you know what happens to a toad when it's electrocuted?"

The toad villain frowned.

"The same thing that happens to everything else."

Kaminari lit up with electricity, shocking the villain and forcing him to release him.

Pushing the unconscious villain of him, Kaminari retrieved his katana and stood.

"I've always wanted to use that line."

A red-haired villain suddenly swung a fist at Kaminari, sending him stumbling back.

Readying himself, Kaminari raised his katana and charged it, as well as himself, with electricity.

"Burn, kid." The villain grinned. "Sc o rch!"

The second the 'o' sound left the villain's lips a cone of fire burst from his mouth. Kaminari raised his arm to protect himself, the heat singeing his costume.

As the fire burnt out, Kaminari yelped and dropped the katana, glancing down to see it was a puddle of molten metal on the ground.

"Fuckin' burn, y o u brat!"

Dodging another burst of fire, Kaminari came face-to-face with a massive villain, twice his height, wearing a silver helmet, bearing down on him.

Kaminari screamed, before ducking a swing of Silver Helmet's huge fist, turning on his heels and running towards Jiro and Momo.

"Have you seen this guy, I seriously think I just saw the River Styx!"

Jiro blocked the sword of the iguana villain with her own, before kicking him away, while Momo batted away a villain's arm, in the form of a large spike, with her staff. The blue-skinned man stabbed his other three arms at Momo, forcing her to take a step back to avoid being impaled.

Kaminari rejoined Jiro and Momo. "These guys are crazy!"

"Worry about that later." Jiro replied, the three teens regrouping as the villains did the same. "Right now we need to figure out how to get away from these villains, we can't win, they're just toying with us."

Kaminari turned to look at Momo. "A villain melted my sword, could you make me one again?"

Jiro spoke before Momo could react.

"You're the electric guy, right? Just get up close and shock them with your quirk."

Kaminari shook his head, starting to panic. "I can't discharge with any sort of aim, I'd fry you two as well! It's like Todoroki's quirk! And I can't even call for help thanks to whichever one of these villains is jamming communications! Right now, you two just can't rely on me!"

Jiro rolled her eyes. "Stop whining. You should have asked for something to aim your quirk with when you asked for your costume."

Silver Helmet charged again, forcing Kaminari to jump back.

"Kaminari, charge up your body!" Jiro planted a foot in the small of Kaminari's back and pushed.

Yelling in fear, Kaminari flooded his body with electricity just as he stumbled into the large villain, lighting both him and the flame villain next to him up with yellow energy.

Kaminari turned his head to look at Jiro. "Look, it's working! I'm strong, you two can count on me!"

Jiro sighed. "You are way too happy-go-lucky."

"Stop messing around, kid!"

A villain with a yellow jumpsuit and white visor charged at Jiro, his right arm a long, black cable, at its end was a number of rocks, fused together into a single boulder.

With an overarm swing, the stone villain brought the boulder down towards Jiro.

Without even blinking, Jiro plugged both her jacks into her boots, firing a continuous blast that obliterated the boulder back into its individual parts and fired them back at the stone villain.

"What the- oof!"

The stones smashed into the villain's gut, dropping him to the ground.

"You say your quirk is strong."

A deep voice caught Kaminari's attention, turning his head to see a tall, thin villain, wearing metal gauntlets.

"Then why don't you try using it on me!"

The villain flexed his thin arms.

"That's Yowai Armstrong! The Stretch-Arm Villain! Don't run in fear yet, you're facing the technique that's been passed down in my family for generations!"

The villain released a mighty yell as his arm stretched, his metal-covered fist weakly hitting Kaminari in the face.

Yowai Armstong yelled out in pain as his body was filled with electricity, unable to pull his hand away.

A villain in a grey boar mask jumped over the mass of his electrified comrades, a knife in each hand.

Momo flicked her arm, a capture net firing from it and wrapping up the boar villain, his loss of momentum dropping him into Kaminari's electrification effect.

"Both of you should be taking this more seriously." Momo returned her staff to a two-handed grip.

"Sorry, I thought it was a good idea at the time." Jiro said, her tone almost bashful.

At the same time, Kaminari's quirk gave out, the yellow energy dissipating, the four villains caught in its effect crumpling to the ground, their bodies smoking.

Jiro activated her quirk again, her boots firing the amplified sound of her heartbeat at the villains, the sound waves crashing over five villains.

They screamed, covering their ears.

A villain with a white mask and long, black hair jumped down from the cliff above Jiro, a tomahawk in each of his hands.

Jiro dodged, freeing the villains from her sound waves. Before the villain could swing again Momo delivered a double-footed kick to his chest, slamming him back against the rock wall.

Momo landed. "It's done."

Jiro looked to her classmate. "What's done?"

"This."

A large, white blanket burst from Momo's back, tearing a hole in her costume as it unfolded and landed on top of herself and Jiro.

"Larger creations take more time." Momo explained, before peeking out of the blanket. "Kaminari, this blanket is an insulation sheet a hundred millimeters thick."

Kaminari grinned, giving the dark-haired girl a double thumbs up. "I see."

Electricity sparked through Kaminari.

"In that case, I can go all out! Indiscriminate Shock, 1.3 Million Volts!"

Yellow energy burst from Kaminari's body, jumping from villain to villain in less time than it took to blink.

After ten, long seconds the lightning ceased, leaving every villain smoking and shocked.

One by one the villains collapsed, until only Kaminari was standing.

Momo raised the blanket to look out, seeing they had won. "We should join the others as quickly as we can, I fear they could be in grave danger."

"Yaomomo, your costume!" Jiro pointed to the dark-haired girl.

Momo examined her outfit, the back had ripped open, but thanks to the added support of the zipper it had stayed together, replacing it would have cost a portion of her lipid stores she didn't really have to spare.

"It's fine, Jiro." Momo smiled, before throwing the blanket aside. "Kaminari, are you okay?"

The teen in question had moved, his hands still giving thumbs up, his expression vacant.

"He must have overloaded himself or something." Jiro offered in explanation.

"Hello? Hello? Kaminari, can you hear me?"

Jiro frowned. "Is that-"

"Izuku." Momo reached out, taking the communication device from Kaminari's ear, placing it on her own.

"Momo, it's great to hear your voice."

The dark-haired girl blushed slightly. "Likewise, Shacho, are you uninjured?"

"I'm fine, I'm with Asui, I mean Tsu, and Mineta in the flood zone, they're fine as well."

Jiro's lips pressed into a thin line.

"I actually could do with a favour, Fukushacho."

The purple-haired girl rolled her eyes. "God, you two are such a couple."

"W-What, no, no, I mean-"

"A-A C-C-Coup-ple?!"

Jiro grinned, she could actually picture Izuku's blush, idly wondering if his cheeks might actually set on fire.

The two teens eventually recovered from the heart attacks Jiro had given them.

Momo spoke, unable to stop her blush. "What was it you wanted, Midoriya?"

"A-Ah, right, Yaoyorozu, I need the chemical formula and structure for Disperse Red 9."

"Disperse Red 9?"

"Y-Yeah, it's a dye."

Momo frowned, before taking the dictionary from her belt, opening it and flicking through.

"Here it is. Disperse Red 9, chemical name 1-methylamino anthraquinone, chemical formula C 15 H 11 NO 2 ."

"Thanks, Momo."

"You are welcome, Izuku. We've taken out the villains in our area, we'll come to you."

"O-Okay, see you soon."

"That you shall." Momo lowered the communication device as the line went dead.

"Drop that, or your friend fries."

Momo and Jiro turned around to see a tall, muscular villain in a white skull mask holding a still dazed Kaminari in the air with one hand, electricity sparking in the other.

"Hands up, and no using your quirks."

Both Momo and Jiro hesitated.

The villain's hand sparked again. "Do it, or else your friend dies."

Kaminari's distant expression suddenly became very worried.

"He got us, we completely let our guard down." Jiro said. "An ambush after we thought we got them all, I should have seen this coming."

The two teens followed the instruction, raising their hands, the communication device still in one of Momo's hands.

"I told you to drop that." The villain warned.

Momo let the device fall to the ground.

"Now kick it to me."

The dark-haired girl did just that, the communication device coming to a halt at the villain's feet.

An armoured boot slammed down on the transceiver, turning it to scrap. "Good, we can't have you calling your boyfriend again."

Momo resisted the urge to reply.

The villain spoke again. "I don't want to kill an electric type like me, but I guess I'll have to."

"Electric type, you must be the one jamming communications."

"Right you are, ponytail." The electric villain began to walk towards the two heroes-in-training.

Jiro glanced down, before speaking. "You and Kaminari are a couple of born winners then, aren't you?"

"Huh?" The villain stopped in his tracks.

Momo looked across, worried at what the other girl might say next, before spotting an ear jack creeping down Jiro's back.

"Well, even if you weren't a hero, there's plenty of industries that would be clamouring for you. You'd be in high demand, it's just a thought I had."

Jiro paused.

"I was just wondering, why would someone with a quirk like yours would become a villain?"

The villain's hand sparked again. "Stop that, or I fry the kid."

Jiro froze.

"Did ya think I wouldn't notice?"

The ear jack returned to its normal position.

"If you don't resist, I'll let this kid live." The villain began to walk towards them again. "If you do, I'll fry him and then you."

Momo steeled herself. "Do it."

The villain stopped mid-step. "What?"

"Do it." Momo ignored the look of betrayal in her classmates' eyes. "Fry him."

"Fine, but his blood is on your hands."

The villain pressed his hand to Kaminari's chest, flooding the blond teen's body with electricity.

"FRY, KID!"

After a few seconds the attack ended, Kaminari's clothes looked a little singed, but his dazed expression was gone, his body crackling with lightning.

"Kaminari, use your quirk!" Momo snatched up the discarded insulation sheet and pulled over her and Jiro.

"Right, have a taste of your own medicine, Skullface! Indiscriminate Discharge, 800,000 Volts!"

Electricity burst from Kaminari's body, making the villain spasm and drop him.

The villain grunted as the attack ended, before keeling over backwards.

"Woah, Yaoyorozu, how did you know his quirk wouldn't kill me?" Kaminari asked as Momo and Jiro climbed out from under the sheet.

Momo smiled. "You must have some kind of immunity to electricity since you charge your entire body. It was clear he didn't have any immunity since he assumed you didn't as well."

"Nice idea, Yaoyorozu!" Kaminari smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

A massive burst of wind blew through the area, the scattered, unconscious villains suddenly piled up not far from the three teens.

"We're saved!" Kaminari exclaimed, throwing his arm up into the air. "That was totally All Might!"

Momo and Jiro breathed a sigh of relief.