A/N: BartGirl, to answer your question, Amai and Sonic met at the small town in City Z suburbia. Thanks for your reviews! Also, with Mida Rana's dialogue, there are supposed to be heart emojis at the end of her sentences, but unfortunately, FFN didn't let me put them in, so you guys won't see them. :(

"Quite the easy KO for Budo against Ring-Ring!"

Budo was standing above Ring-Ring's defeated body. Raibaru clapped loudly, giving an encouraging cheer.

"Nice work, Budo!" she applauded.

"I believe Master Saitama is next," Genos told Ayano.

She kept her eye on Budo. Considering how easily he defeated Ring-Ring, Ayano could see she was no real threat. But she hadn't even seen the others yet.

"Our second bout, Zakkos vs Charanko!" the announcer yelled.

'Charanko' and another man - Zakkos, supposedly - with a maroon sweater and bizarre eyebrows walked out onto the stone. For an unknown reason, the man known as Zakkos looked furious about something.

Zakkos let out a roar and charged towards Saitama, but as expected, he was knocked out with one slap. The audience laughed, calling Zakkos weak.

"As expected," Genos muttered. "At this rate, the tournament will end with Master never tasting true martial arts."

Meanwhile, Raibaru was stunned. Her jaw dropped open.

"That is definitely not Charanko," she said. She stood up. "I'm going to find out what's going on here."

Before she could leave, Ayano grabbed her arm.

"Allow me to explain," she said.

"No one expected to see this man compete again!" the announcer yelled. "Every person in here is abuzz with excitement! Suiryu has entered the ring!"

Raibaru stared down at Suiryu as the fangirls screamed. "I've never trusted him… something about him has always seemed… off."

"His opponent is… Max!" the announcer yelled.

Suiryu and Lightning Max stared each other down. Lightning Max came charging towards Suiryu, who easily defeated him with one kick.

Ayano leaned forward, the audience screaming. So it's not only heroes that are strong… there are hobbyists like Master out there as well… that Suiryu could cause a problem for me.

Raibaru scowled. "That man Suiryu uses his strength just to be lazy and mess around… it's so disrespectful of martial arts."

Meanwhile, Genos received a message on his phone. He pulled it out and read the message. He gasped.

Ayano got the message too, and stared at her phone.

"What is it?" Raibaru asked, noticing their expressions.

"A group of violent monsters is nearby," Genos said, scowling. "There have been so many lately…" He turned to Ayano. "Let us go and deal with them. We do not want to disturb Master."

Raibaru clenched her fists, briefly glancing at Budo who had just won another fight.

"Let me come too," she said, standing up. "I'm not a hero, or a martial arts champion anymore, but I'm not gonna let a bunch of monsters hurt all these people."

Ayano and Genos glanced at each other.

"Very well," Genos said. "Let us go."

"Incinerate."

Raibaru and Ayano stood back as Genos released a wave of fire from his palm, destroying the monster sitting on the road. The civilians watching cheered and applauded.

"Whoa," Raibaru gasped. "That was amazing!"

"According to this report, there is another monster in the other direction," Genos told Ayano, facing her. "Can you handle it?"

Ayano nodded. She picked up a pipe lying on the ground, bringing it down into her hand.

"What about me?" Raibaru asked.

"There's another monster down there too, Ms Yan-chan!" a woman exclaimed.

Raibaru turned to her friend. "Let's go together, Ayano!"

"I will handle the monsters this way," Genos said. "You two will go the other way."

The girls nodded, racing off to battle the monsters. They followed the sound of a man screaming, and stumbled across a red, humanoid creature covered in faces. It was wielding two blades.

"Give me your face…" the creature hissed. It towered above the trembling man.

"Not on my watch!" Raibaru yelled. "Water stream rock crushing fist!"

The move caught the monster off-guard, sending it flying. The man it was terrorising ran away screaming.

The monster got up, giving Raibaru a twisted smile. "Oh ho? Somebody famous. Can I carve off your face too?"

She narrowly avoided the monster carving off her face. Ayano appeared from behind the monster, slamming her pipe into its head. It cried out in pain, turning around to glare at her.

"Another famous face?" it cackled. "Let's see how- UGH!"

Its voice was cut off as Ayano's strings wrapped around it. The faces in its flesh contorted in agony. A hundred voices seemed to scream at once.

"Do it," Ayano told Raibaru, her own voice contorted. Ayano herself seemed to be melting away.

Raibaru gave her a wary stare, but obeyed. She used the Water Stream move once more, destroying the monster. It collapsed to the ground in a messy heap.

"We did it!" Raibaru cheered. She stared at Ayano, and blinked. "What was that move, though? The one that made all the faces scream?"

Ayano gave her the tiniest of smiles. "My special move."

She looked away for a brief moment. She realised… her body was starting to get used to her powers. She was getting stronger.

"Hey, um…" Raibaru coughed. "Can I be honest with you about something?"

"What is it?" Ayano asked.

"There's… only one thing I'm really interested in going after," Raibaru admitted. "All these monster attacks are horrible, don't get me wrong, but… there's only one guy I'm really worried about."

"Garou, the Hero Hunter?" Ayano asked.

"How did you know?" Raibaru asked, raising a brow.

"Silver Fang told me about him," Ayano responded.

Raibaru looked away. "Well, then… I guess you know about us, right?"

"Garou was your best friend?" Ayano asked.

Raibaru nodded. "He's the reason why the real Charanko is in hospital. I saw him a little while ago. He's gone crazy, thinks he's a monster." She clenched her fists. "I could've stopped him ages ago. But I was too weak, and now all these heroes are getting hurt because of him. That's why I have to go after him now. I'm the only one who can get through to him."

She turned to Ayano, and grabbed her hand. "Ayano, I've already lost Osana. Please, stay safe. I can't lose anymore of my friends. I know you're a hero, but please. Don't get yourself killed."

Ayano gave her a sweet smile. "I won't."

Raibaru nodded. "Thank you. Tell me how the Martial Arts Tournament went, okay?"

She ran off, pigtails swishing. Ayano watched her disappear, and smirked. Maybe if she was lucky, Raibaru and Garou would kill each other. For now, it was time to head back to school.

"Hey… you guys…"

Fubuki and Kencho took a few steps back as their hypnotised group moaned, eyes flashing red.

"Don't fall so easily for the enemy's tricks, you commoners!" Kencho yelled.

"Your faces are so cute when painted with panic," the monster known as Do-S giggled. "Unfortunately, these fools are my pets now. Did that feel good, having your lackeys taken? Come on, I want you to resist me more! Or have you been holding back?"

"Fubuki!" Kencho shouted, as the hypnotized group approached them.

"What if I let you join Mistress Super S's harem of slaves?" Do-S taunted. She raised her whip, bringing it towards Fubuki.

"Get behind me, Kencho!" Fubuki yelled, raising her hands. She stopped the impact of the whip from hitting her and her co-leader. The group came charging at them all at once.

Fubuki strained, holding up the entire group with her psychic abilities.

"You've both held up for quite a while," Do-S giggled. "But how much more can you take?"

She raised her whip, slashing Fubuki across the shoulder.

"Fubuki!" Kencho cried out. "Don't touch her, bitch!"

He held out his taser to zap Do-S, but she whipped him as well, causing him to drop his taser. She giggled as he fell to his knees.

"A little boy acting big," Do-S taunted. "Perhaps if I keep you hostage, it'll draw your big sister Goddess out of hiding!"

She raised her whip, bringing it towards Kencho. He closed his eyes.

WHACK!

Fubuki had taken the blow for him. The back part of her dress was ripped off, revealing red marks across her back. Blood dribbled down her chin.

"Fubuki!" Kencho raged, clenching his fists. "Why?!"

"You're mine, now," Do-S cackled. "Heart, mind and soul!"

The ground began to tremble. Fubuki suddenly sat up, eyes glowing.

"What's this?!" Do-S shouted. "What are these tremors?"

"My sister is here," Fubuki declared. "Tornado of Terror."

Do-S's hair lost control of its herself, as she was flung aside like a doll, slamming into a building. The entirety of the Blizzard Group, excluding its leaders, was about to receive the same fate.

"Tatsumaki, please!" Fubuki pleaded. "They're my group! Don't hurt them!"

Tatsumaki, AKA Tornado, flew down from the sky, shaking her head. She ignored her sister, forcing all members of the Blizzard Group to crash into the building.

"I don't know why you let those lackeys hang around, Fubuki," she scoffed. "They're useless." She glared at Kencho. "Including this idiot."

Kencho scowled, folding his arms. His expression turned to terror when Tatsumaki raised her arms, covering him in green energy.

"Sister, no!" Fubuki grabbed her co-leader's arm in desperation. "Don't hurt him, please! Y-You'll anger Goddess!"

"As if she cares what's happening right now," Tatsumaki scoffed. She let Kencho go. "Whatever. I'll let you keep your little sidekick. But if he makes one wrong move…" She flew off, leaving the threat imminent.

There was a silence between the two for a moment.

"You're wrong," Kencho told Fubuki.

"What do you mean?" Fubuki asked.

"My sister wouldn't get angry if your sister killed me," Kencho said, laughing, mainly to himself. "No, if you want to get her mad, just tell her a man out-performed her in some way."

"Kencho…" Fubuki sighed.

The first thing Ayano noticed when she walked into school was the crowd of students surrounding the new teacher.

The new teacher was quite tall, with silky brown hair tied up into a ponytail, and matching brown eyes. She had a beauty mark to the bottom left side of her face, and red lipstick. She wore a tight black suit jacket with a red bra slightly showing. She also wore a tight, short, scarlet skirt, black thigh-length stockings with a black garter belt attached, and red heels. She had a curvaceous figure, judging by how much skin she was showing.

"Now now," the woman giggled. "I know you all want me, but if you keep hanging around here, you'll be late for classss!"

Ayano recognised her. She was the Class A hero known as Lustful Tutor.

Ayano: Lustful Tutor is teaching at this school.

Info-chan: Indeed she is. Though this can work out well in your favour. You can easily eliminate her while she's here.

Ayano: I've heard rumours about her. Apparently, she has seduced schoolboys 68 times.

Info-chan: 69, actually. She loves the attention from schoolboys. I have a good idea about how to eliminate her, but if you want to hear it, I'll need some panty shots.

Ayano: Coming right up…

Info-chan: Thanks. Alright, so you'll need to pay a visit to the Drama Club...

The school bell chimed throughout the halls. The students hurriedly raced around, headed to class. Tsuruzo Yamazaki, brushing purple hair out of his eyes, walked over to his classroom. He headed inside and sat at his desk. His grey eyes scanned over Taro Yamada for a moment. The black-haired boy was, as usual, reading a book.

Tsuruzo himself was a relatively short young man with purple orchid purple hair styled in a spiral ponytail, held by a ponytail holder made from roses, symbolising his membership in the Drama Club. His ponytail rested on his right shoulder. His eyes were dark gray. Like every other male, he wore the gakuran, which in his case, was slightly oversized. Adjusting the roses on his ponytail, Tsuruzo grinned and focused on the teacher entering the room. Of course, it was none other than Mida Rana. The woman, showing off too much skin, grinned at her students.

"Good morning, sweeties," she greeted. "Who's ready to learn?"

The class responded with murmurs as usual.

"Excellent," Mida giggled. "Let's begin with the roll call."

She called out every student's name. Most of them just replied with 'present'. However, Tsuruzo's response was… different.

"Here, Mida-Sensei," he said, winking at her.

Mida put a hand on her chest. "Ooh, is someone winking at their teacher? Such a naughty boy, Mr. Yamazakiiiii!"

Some students gave him a weird look, but Tsuruzo ignored them.

Once Mida was finished with the roll, she began the actual class.

"Now, class," she said, writing a mathematical equation on the board. "Who can answer this question?"

Tsuruzo was about to put his hand up, but Mida seemed focused on someone else.

"Mr. Yamada," she said, grinning. "Do you have the answer to the question?"

"Um…" Taro looked over his school books. "Is it… 45?"

"That's correct, Mr Yamada," Mida giggled. "That's a point for you!"

Taro's face flushed as he looked away.

Tsuruzo gritted his teeth. He stared at his school books once more.

"And what about this question?" Mida said, writing a second question on the board.

Tsurozo put his hand up.

"Mr. Yamazaki?" Mida faced him. "What is the answer?"

"67.8, sweet cheeks," Tsuruzo responded, grinning seductively.

"Oh, Mr. Yamazaki," Mida giggled. "That's not a name you should call your teacher. I think we're going to have to have a talk after classsssss...!"

Tsuruzo had the smallest of smirks on his face.

"What's with Yamazaki-kun?" some students whispered, while others giggled.

"Is it just me, or is Yamazaki-kun… shorter than usual?" a student named Fureddo asked Budo.

"Shorter?" Budo frowned. "Well, now that I think about it…"

"Now now, class," Mida spoke up. "Stop talking. We need to get on with the lesson." She wrote another question on the board. "Who can answer this one?"

Just like before, Tsurozo raised his hand. Mida grinned as she stared at him.

"Wow, Mr. Yamazaki," she giggled. "You're very eager for my attention, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Fureddo frowned. "Something's a bit weird about Yamazaki-kun…."

After class finished, Mida pulled Tsuruzo aside.

"Now, now, Mr. Yamazaki," she giggled. "Don't go anywhere. I need to speak to you "

Soon, all the other students left, leaving Tsurozo and Mida alone.

"It seems someone has a cute little crush on their teacher," Mida giggled. "Don't you know that student-teacher relationships are in-a-pro-pri-ate? You're a very naughty boy, Mr. Yamazaki..."

Tsuruzo smiled sweetly. "I'm completely enamoured by you, Ms Rana. I fell for you when I first saw you. I know it's wrong, but… I can't help myself!"

Mida continued her little giggles. "Oh, sugar. Come here "

They leaned in close, their faces inches apart. Time seemed to slow down. Tsuruzo held his hands behind his back. In one of those hands was a knife.

"You know," Mida giggled, staring into Tsuruzo's eyes. "You're not really that smart, darling."

Tsuruzo tensed up. "Pardon?"

Mida giggled again. "You're actually a female, aren't you?"

Tsuruzo frowned. "Excuse me?"

"I can tell, darling," Mida assured Tsuruzo. "In fact, I don't even think you're Mr. Yamazaki at all. You're an impostor."

Tsuruzo shook his head. "What are you talking about? Of course I'm Tsuruzo Yamazaki!"

Mida chuckled. "You can't fool me, sugar. I checked all the student profiles before coming to this class. Tsuruzo Yamazaki has red eyes. And secondly, he's quite a bit taller than you are."

'Tsuruzo' made a noise between coughing and choking.

"I know who you are," Mida giggled. "You're Miss Ayano 'Yan-chan' Aishi, aren't you?"

Ayano clenched her fists.

"Oh, dear," Mida chuckled. "I don't know what your plan was, darling. Were you trying to flirt with me? You didn't need to disguise yourself as a boy for that, sugar."

Ayano held up her knife.

Mida's smile had a dark edge. "Oh, I see. You're not a very nice girl, are you? I do wonder what you did with the real Tsuruzo Yamazaki."

The woman jumped out of the way as Ayano lunged with her knife. Mida kept her dark smile as she pulled out a long leather whip.

"Now, now," she giggled. "I think misbehaving students like you need to be punished!"

Ayano held onto her purple wig as she avoided the whip. However, it did manage to get her on the arm, sending her flying into the desks. She knocked them all over like a bowling ball.

"How about some more?" Mida cackled. She raised the whip, wrapping it around Ayano's arm. She waved it through the air, sending the teenage girl crashing through the window. Ayano laid on the ground, glass sticking through her gakuran. It was slightly oversized, since she'd stolen it from the real Tsuruzo.

Ayano coughed up some blood, glaring up at Mida who was walking towards her.

"I see what you are now, darling," Mida told her, smiling sickly. "You're the one who's actually being killing heroes, rather than that sweet little Garou. Oh dear," her grin became sadistic, "how many innocent school boys have you killed, Ayano Aishi?"

She whipped Ayano hard across the chest. She walked over to the girl, and put her foot on top of her.

"I saw the way you were looking at that poor Yamada boy," she said. "What terrible things are you planning to do to him?"

Ayano coughed up blood, staring into Mida's brown eyes. The wig on her head was tilted on an angle, slightly covering her eyes.

"Your reign of villainy is over, Miss Aishi," Mida told her. "No more sweet boys will be hurt on my watch!"

Ayano suddenly turned over, forcing Mida to jump off her. She stood up, pulling out her dagger. Mida grinned, raising her whip. She sent it towards Ayano, who managed to stab it away with her knife. Ayano raced towards Mida, raising her dagger. She launched it towards the teacher, who jumped out of the way.

"You're quite strong," Mida told her. "But you won't escape without punishment, sugar!"

She waved the whip around in the air, sending it flying towards Ayano. Before the girl could blink, the whip wrapped around her leg.

"Killer move," Mida shouted. "Detention Crash!"

Mida raised the whip, carrying Ayano into the air with a jolt. With all the physical strength she possessed, Mida swung the whip around in a circle, not unlike a helicopter's blades.

"Your time is up, sugar!" Mida shouted. She sent Ayano flying. The girl zoomed through the air at an astonishing speed, crash-landing into a building. The windows shattered, and walls cracked. Pieces of the wall landed on the ground, causing smoke and dust to rise up.

Mida put her whip down in relief. There was no way she could survive that if she was human. The dust continued to rise, as Mida wiped her brow. That's when she saw something in the dust. Mida blinked, and stared at it again. Was that… a figure walking through the smoke? The figure grew closer and closer, forming a familiar shape. No way. It couldn't be.

"No…" Mida's breath fell short. "Impossible!"

It was Ayano Aishi. Blood was caked down the side of her face. The wig was gone, revealing her black hair in a messy ponytail. She was still wearing the male uniform, which was almost falling to pieces.

"There's no way you could've survived that!" Mida shouted.

Ayano's eyes didn't leave Mida as she grabbed her broken arm and slipped it back into place.

"What on Earth are you…?" Mida breathed.

Ayano's expression darkened, and suddenly, she vanished.

She's gone, Mida thought. That girl... she's not human... Her face went pale. Where did she go?!

She sensed it before she felt it. A punch straight from the back that sent Mida flying. She dropped her whip, landing on her side.

"You…" Mida stared at her. "How did you…"

Ayano picked up Mida's whip. A sadistic grin formed on her face.

Mida did not like that smile. She tried to get up, but Ayano was already raising the whip. She wrapped the whip around Mida's waist.

"You monster!" Mida shouted.

Ayano, tensing her muscles, raised the whip into the air, carrying Mida with it. She sent the woman flying in the direction of the school's air conditioner. A giant, whirring fan that could easily crush skulls.

Mida landed right beside it. Ayano jumped up next to her, grabbing her hair in a fist.

"No!" Mida pleaded.

Ayano stuck the woman's head into fan. The pieces of blended corpse doused Ayano's uniform, leaving her with a headless corpse.

Finally, Mida was dead. Ayano had won.

The game was over.

A/N: If you thought that whole Mida Rana thing was weird (which it was, since she's basically a pedo lol), the original version involved Ayano cross-dressing as a male version of herself. Why? Because I thought it would be funny. Story-wise, though, it didn't make a whole lot of sense, but I really wanted to keep it in the story in some way so I included it like this. XD That aside, the Hero Association needs to stop letting sex offenders join their rankings… (looking at you Puri Puri Prisoner… seriously, why did they let a convict join, and not only that, they put him in Class S… like c'mon guys XD) Y'know what, this goes to My Hero Academia too. Get Midnight outta here lol

Anyway, as always, thanks for reading!