Harvest Time Festival
The beginnings of twilight subsumed the vast magnificent of the heroic U.A. campus. The blacks and golds of sunset accenting its proud façade.
The kids of each class were either at dinner, studying or getting ready to hit the hay.
Not Izuku. The chill wouldn't leave. It was as if there was something familiar but horrifying coming. Midoriya couldn't do much but sweat into his beloved katsudon with his friends looking on in confused and reluctant concern.
Across the street and three building back from that wholesome display, a green-black vortex formed from the air promptly dropping out roughly.
The white-haired Destroyer staggered up first, clutching his elbow, "Y'know, my Kurogiri at least understood proper private transport!"
"I am not Kurogiri. Nor do I serve you. Simply feel lucky I warped here in the correct shape." This Mist retorted in a deep distorted condescension.
Before The Destroyer could rush The Mist, a voice got them back on track.
"Now, Now, dearest friends! Let us not fritter away this time we could be spending" interjected The Gentle.
"Besides, Mist, you still got Endeavor stalking duty." The Fist remarked as he dusted himself off. The two alters continued to stare each other down until The Mist simply sighed and warped away.
"I win," quipped the white-headed Destroyer.
After the small squad of 5 regrouped they discussed their plan.
The Fist spoke first, "We could surprise them with a sudden assault. They wouldn't expect that. We surprise and confuse them its should be easy if we move fast enough!" earning many sweatdrops from their friend's ignorance.
"Fist, Fist, Fist. My dear comrade-in-arms," The Gentle flamboyantly injected. "Your plan is quite novel in its own way, certainly, but with this sort of U.A, a frontal assault isn't simply expected, its predestine."
"What about an-," The Vigilante partially mumbled through his ravaged mouthpiece.
"Exactly," spoke The Destroyer as he scratched his neck. "Arial assault is a no go no matter how you think about it."
Each Midoriya-double then proceeded to mumble. The Vigilante and Gentle grasping their,while The Fist and Destroyer simply scratched their heads.
Izuko "The Female" looked on in confusion, unsure why her brothers were so perplexed. "You know I can mimic anyone whose blood I taste right?"
After an indeterminant pause "And?" was all the boys could muster.
"And! I even get their quirk for a full hour per liter!"
Each shared a knowing look, "A disguise."
"NOOOOO~" yelled Izuko, the echoes bouncing about the outside of the U.A Campus.
"Shhhhh," said all the male Izukus. Making Izuko blush slightly.
"I'm sorry I just can't," her voice trembled, "It's the last I have of the real thing."
She quickly spun around and searched her large, All Might themed satchel of blood vials. Letting out a mischievous chuckle, the young girl withdrew three. Each half-black half-white with a letter 'T' printed on them.
"He may not be as cute, boys. But he sure was scary." Izuko said meeting the eyes of each of her bodyguards. This simultaneously chilled and motivated them.
Izuko then turned back towards U.A. High. "Jin Bubaigaiwara. In every world I've met you, you've been nothing but kind."
A silence fell between the group as if she were in prayer until Izuko suddenly downed the first T-Vial. She quickly transformed into the well-known villain, Twice.
"I'll show this world that their normal is reserved for the normal!"
"Sad Girl's Parade!" many new Twices were quickly produced.
"But wait!" each clone popped a new vial.
Izuko then dropped her disguise and began to spark with green lightning. "I can always go farther!"
Each Twice clone then began to grow in size and muscle-mass all while spouting phrases like "I've hit a growth spurt," "I need to find a beach quick!", and " I thought I was over this puberty shit!"
The Vigilante, The Fist, and The Destroyer all stared in awe even if they had seen it hundreds of times before.
"45."
"Huh?"
"45 clones," Izuko, The Female continued. "It's not my max, but it gives me enough to work with just in case we need a plan B through Z."
Izuko smiled back at the other Izukua as the Twice disguise oozed off her body revealing her mane of green hair and her piercing green eyes. "Now you guys will have the ultimate distraction to collect that yummy blood for me. Teehee!
"DON'T 'TEEHEE' US YOU PSYCHO WEEB BITCH. HOW IN THE HELL IS THIS IN THE LEAST BIT," The Destroyer aggressively gestered at the muscled up twice, "SUPPOSED TO BE THE LEASTE BIT STEALTHY? HONESTLY?!
The Destroyer turned away dejected, while The Fist and The Gentle simply stood watching the exchange
"I say, what do you make of this, my pugilistic partner in crime?" Gentle asked in an attempt to maybe find a way to end the squabble and move forward with this blasted mission.
"I'm just waiting for one to kill the other so we can move on." Answered The Fist. A simple solution for a simple mind.
The Gentle wasn't necessarily willing to wait that long. So he he deigned to attempt the diplomatic rout.
"Now, Now, Destroyer. Let us hear out her plan before we begin to make assumptions. The more we listen to each other, the more likely one of us is to have a eureka moment."
The Female, and Destroyer stared at the dapper villain for a few second s before backing off with two mutual 'harumphs.'
After a few minutes of getting the team on the same page, they began to go through the rest of Izuko's plan.
Essentially. She would send her 20's (double the Twice) to all rush a single point of the campus.
The obvious choices would be the main building or the class 1A dorm.
But no!
"If we attack the group they actively believe is being ignored, there will be a panic. A short one, but it'll be enough," chirped The Rabbit in their ears.
"I already know. But thanks I guess," agree The Female complacently, "Now, charge boys! Destroy whatever and whoever! Just really be a problem!"
"Absolutely, My darling Izuko!" yelled each of the buff clones as they sprinted off, some careening through buildings, some jumping over.
As the overgrown Twice infantry sprinted towards the U.A. barrier, they began to jump and land on what appeared to be nothing but air, The Gentle would allow the Twice super clones not only to jump the barrier, but to ride his platforms straight to the class 2A dorms.
"Yes! It's finally time to get the knuckles crackin'!" The Fist yelled in absolute excitement as he jumped up the air platforms.
The Gentle smiled a gleeful grin, "If only I'd had my tea this mourning, La Brava."
The air was suddenly filled with dozens of almost visible platforms, each caring a body, and as the platforms began to stretch and aim those bodies, a single thought went through their adrenalin addled minds. "Let's go!"
The Vigilante could only think, "This was supposed to be a stealth mission."
More than a few kilometers away, a still on-edge Izuku Midoriya was dutifully doing the dishes after dinner.
He still couldn't get all of the odd events that had happened lately off of his mind.
Sure, he was fine after U.S.J , Hosu, and even Kamino.
All gave him some nightmares, but he could still move forward.
But right now, he felt something. Something like a monster leering at him through the window over the kitchen sink as he scrubbed.
It was quiet.
The only sounds were some occasional footsteps one of the guys yelling about a game they were playing together in the living room.
Once the small ruckus stopped Izuku "Deku" Midoriya could vaguely hear the sound of something flying through the air outside. Something big and heavy. Maybe Hatsume?
Deku's hero senseses were tinglng.
Then the first explosion went off and everything shook!
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