Welcome to the MCU! Phase 2!

by Zayden StormVoid

The sequel story to Welcome to the MCU covering all Phase 2 of the MCU! 'Nuff said. (Again) Izuku x Harem story, you have been warned! Other ships included. M-Rated for Bakugou cursing levels

4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

*BIFROST OPENING* Ah, MY FRIENDS, FANS, AND READERS! WELCOME BACK TO WELCOME TO THE MCU PHASE 2!

*GIANT GOATS SCREAM EXCESSIVELY! *

Urgh! Excuse me for one moment! *BANG! BANG!* Sorry for that, I had to put down those two nuisances before my ears bled, again.

Well, moving on from that, I'm still in the process of looking for any experienced fanfic writers to adopt my two new story ideas, one a Spider-Man/Mortal Kombat story and the other a Game of Thrones/Star Wars one. To be clear, my involvement in this would just be the notes, concept, and ideas of the story, all the actual writing, and two cents when comes to final story decisions, will be on the writer and it won't interfere with my own works.

Also, started watching Chainsaw Man thanks to my brother, and boy am I having a blast already with his awesome and off the walls series. Especially last episode with that fire opening and 3rd ending. DEMON IN THE NAME DEVIL!

Anyways, last time, we found out about the most earth-shattering, important information we could ever know: Bakugou is scared of Pennywise...And some more reactions of Iron Man 3. We have Katsuma, from the MHA Two Heroes Movie, as Harley Keener, we had Stark go up against EXTREMIS soldiers and find out the truth about the EXTREMIS project, we had the two Todoroki's in pain at seeing Touya be confirmed as the Villain of this story, more Stark PTSD moments, and Deku realizing what a fanboy looks like from the outside.

And now, before we get into the story for this chapter, let answer some reviews:

MadTitan9: That's exactly how I feel with my own stories and their long update lengths. Personally, I actually never watched the two MHA movies to the fullest extent and only seen the clips and major battles, don't know why. And I think the reason why some people are averse to Heroes Rising is the decision to give Bakugou One For All, and then suddenly cancel that change because it's a side movie to the plot of the anime and because that was the original ending that Horikoshi proposed for My Hero Academia, thank God he didn't go through with it. The audience probably won't have as big of a disappointment as us since they don't know the background comic history and relevance of the Mandorin as we have. And agreed, we in the West have as many chances to be horrible people and terrorists as the East, look at January 6 or the 'peaceful protests' of BLM 2020 for example. I actually don't know about this All Hail the King one-shot thing you speak of, so you might have to explain that to me before I finish writing the end of Iron Man 3 Part 4.

arise77: Hi, arise, thank you for the support, and it's really nice to see my story being a big enough deal to reach your eyes halfway across the world, thanks for that. Why would I be mad about a suggestion? No need to walk on eggshells with me, feel free to speak your mind. As for your suggestions, you make good points. Admittingly, I haven't put much thought on Shang Chi given that it is part of the lackluster Phase 4 and thus I have very little in ideas for what to do with Shang-Chi, but I'll give it some thought, the Pierce one too, thanks for them and have nice day too.

GabrielReyesOG: *Quickly writes down Thor and Sif ideas* Thanks for the good material there, I will hopefully put this to good use and mention your contributions if I can. And yeah, I'm already praying for when I have to deal with Dark World, though I think Dad-Might theorist Shoto Todoroki might end up having more of a kick with Dad-Might being all lovey dovey with Mamadoriya. Thanks for the advice, though to clear the air I wouldn't really be the one working on those two-story ideas, I will just be a lazy, uncreative shmuck passing it and the vital attributes off to someone more competent. Appreciate the kind words and support, thanks.

Black Cross0: You can just go on ao3 and write a comment as a guest, not really that difficult, but you do you. As for the multiple counterparts question, in the MCU, no, characters will not have multiple counterparts as in that main universe of the MCU, those are effectively their other selves that tie them to that universe, it wouldn't make sense to have one character have multiple counterparts as if they are two or more people. This obviously won't translate to the other universes that will also be explored like No Way Home introducing Tobey and Andrew's Spider-Men who will have different counterparts to main MCU Spider-Man. As for the Death Battle story, I will leave that unanswered as it would be rather spoilery for what I have planned for that story. If Bakugou and Deku would be blood brothers for that reason, then that implies that All Might is also Deku's 'blood brother' while dating his mom, but I guess symbolically it could be. Oh, I will never watch that travesty of a show that butchered the character of Jennifer Walters that I actually liked from the comics. Unless Deku talk-no-jutsu's Shiggy and AFO, then the only thing that those two shows have in common is that people war over Deku and Bakugou being the 'deserving main character' like Naruto and Sasuke and that MHA's toxic side of the fandom is pretty much like Naruto's own toxic fandom. As for the story in of itself, I have mixed feelings over it, mostly on how obviously rushed it is, especially when the author said it's rushed, but I kinda want to give him a pass because of how sick he is lately and don't want MHA to end unfinished like Highschool of the Dead. But hey, we have fanfiction here to 'correct' anything we don't like instead of whining and sending death threats because of something we didn't approve of.

Next the Index:

"Zayden." -Normal Dialogue

'Zayden.' -Internal or Mental Dialogue

"Zayden." -Flashback and Mental Flashback Dialogue

"Zayden." -Movie, buff All Might, and Dark Shadow Dialogue

"Zayden." -Comms, PA, and TV Dialogue

"Zayden." -FRIDAY Dialogue

"Zayden." -Jarvis Dialogue

"Zayden." -Narration Dialogue

And finally, I don't own My Hero Academia, the child of Horikoshi and adapted by Bones, who are off to a good start with Season 6, nor the MCU or it's associated movies, belonging to Disney, Marvel, and, in some cases, Sony, and all credit of the movies belong to the hard working people of the studios involved in making them, the talented and not-so-talented actors and actresses, and the directors.

Now with that said and done, Let's Rock and Roll!

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Iron Man 3 Part 3: Past Demons

Third POV

"What happened?" Maya asked, the scene switching to a hotel, Maya and Ibara in one of the rooms, Maya laying on the bed with a glass of wine in her hand while Ibara sat at the foot of the bed. "Fun fact: Before he built rockets for the Nazis, the idealistic Wernher von Braun dreamed of space travel. He stargazed."

"Is that true?" Uraraka looked to Momo, intrigued.

Momo almost chuckled, finding it fitting for the gravity-themed Hero student, Uravity, to be interested in space. "Yes, actually." Momo responded. "In fact, there was a concept design for a shuttle spacecraft developed and named after Wernher called the Von Braun Ferry Rocket." Momo smile fell from her face. "It's a shame though what he ended up doing instead."

Maya chuckled softly. "Do you know what he said when the first V-2 hit London?" Maya asked. "The rocket performed perfectly. It just landed on the wrong planet."

"Such child-like idealism perverted into an instrument of war." Edgeshot grumbled, disappointed.

"See, we all begin wide-eyed. Pure science." Maya continued, the mirth in her face collapsing into shame. "And then the ego steps in, the obsession. And... you look up, you're a long way from shore."

"She intended EXTREMIS to be used for good and save the lives of billons." David said, his head lowered and thoughts falling onto his Quirk Amplification Device, and the means he took to see it returned to him, for Toshinori and his blind worship of his Symbol. "But saw it lost into the hands of a madman." Wolfram's betrayal and usage of the device for his gain brought the heavy guilt back onto his shoulders. "Lost the way."

David felt a hand on his knee, looking up to see it belonged to Toshinori, giving him a kind smile. "Just because someone stumbles and loses their way doesn't mean they are lost forever." All Might said, lifting the hand from Dave's knees and out to him. "Sometimes all we need is a helping hand."

Dave looked at his friend with heartfelt surprise, the rest of the event of I-Island coming back to the forefront of his mind. All Might, those 1-A kids, Midoriya, his friend's successor, and his own successor, his daughter, fighting to save him and bring him back to the light.

Dave smiled and nodded; his hand clasped against his lifelong best friend's. He turned his gaze down towards Melissa and his Izuku, the two smiling up at him. 'I'm glad I found my shore again.' Dave thought. 'Thanks to those who helped light my way.'

"You can't be too hard on yourself, Maya." Ibara consoled the guilty scientist. "I mean, you gave your research to a think tank."

"Yeah, but Todoroki built that think tank on military contracts." Maya argued.

"That's exactly what we used to do." Ibara retorted. "So, don't judge yourself."

Ibara looked over to Vlad, his homeroom teacher smiling and nodding to her. Ibara felt proud and hopeful to be as comforting as the version of herself she saw before her.

Maya looked at the green-haired woman, guilt in her eyes. "Thank you, Ibara." Maya thanked the CEO. "I really appreciate that."

A knock on the door drew Ibara's attention, the girlfriend of Iron Man standing up to go to the door, Maya left looking off with more guilt in her eyes.

Bakugou blinked, catching that shift in Maya's eyes. He narrowed his eyes, suspicious, while his hands clenched, worried.

Ibara opened the door to reveal a waiter with a bunch of food. "Hi, good evening." Ibara greeted the waiter. "Come on in."

The waiter greeted her back and made to push the food in. However, not one more step he took before Touya Todoroki stepped out from the shadows, grabbed the man's head and neck and twisted, the waiter's head snapping and falling to the ground dead.

"What the fuck?!" Kamakiri cursed, almost jumping in his seat.

Despite knowing that his son was in league with a terrorist and the EXTREMIS project, and all the pain and death they have caused, seeing his own son, or rather a different version of him, kill with his bare hands broke something inside Endeavor.

"Maya, run!" Ibara yelled, beginning to run herself. Unfortunately, her arm was grabbed by Touya and was slammed into the wall, his hand on her throat.

"No!" The girls of 1-B all simultaneously shouted.

"Hi, Ibara." Touya greeted her, pinning her to the wall, effortlessly, despite Ibara's whimpers and struggling. Touya looked towards Maya who stood up and walked towards him. "So, you want to tell me why you were at Stark's mansion last night?"

"Well, shit, they're dead." Kosei threw his hands up.

Tsuburaba received an elbow to the side. "Not the time, man." Rin whispered, gesturing his head to the rest of the group, the most worried being the girls, Vlad, and Bakugou, last of whom also looked ready to murder Touya.

"I'm trying to fix this thing." Maya replied. "I didn't know you and the master were gonna blow the place up."

"Wait...what?" Ibara blinked, her frown confused and unsure, or disbelieving, of what Maya was saying.

"Oh, I see." Todoroki said. "So, you were trying to save Stark when he threatened us?"

"I've told you, Todoroki, we can use him." Maya argued with her boss.

"I-Is this some kind of ploy to distract him or spare their lives?" Uraraka asked, likewise in failing denial of what Maya was implying.

"No." Asui said. "They planned this."

"W-What do you mean, Tsu?" Hagakure asked.

"Did anyone else see how Maya looked when Ibara went to answer the door?" Asui instead asked to the group.

"S-She looked guilty." Izuku muttered.

"Well of course she looked guilty." Kirishima replied. "She was just telling Shiozaki about why she joined AIM and her involvement."

"No, she looked guiltier." Bakugou growled, glaring murderously at Maya, too. "I saw it in that bitch's eyes. She knew that Todoroki would be there at some point, and she doesn't look remotely concerned about herself, like a traitor would."

"Yes, yes." Momo muttered, catching on to the dreadful conclusion. "If she did go behind Todo-I mean-Touya's back to betray him to Stark and Shiozaki, she would look more concerned, but she's only concerned about Shiozaki right now."

"Exactly. Ribbit." Asui croaked. "And she knows that Stark is alive, something that Shiozaki never mentioned."

Itsuka's eyes widened. "Which if she didn't get from Ibara, she must have gotten from Touya Todoroki when she contacted him her location." Itsuka added.

"But then why was she trying to get Stark instead to join her back at the manor?" Mina asked.

"Because she wanted to deliver Stark to Todoroki instead and get him to aid in EXTREMIS." Melissa revealed. "By force if necessary."

It was an unofficial contest whether Ibara felt more betrayed and heartbroken, or Bakugou more murderous and outraged.

Ibara whimpered and reached her arm out to grabbed Touya's neck or shoulder, much to Touya's amusement. "Ibara. Ibara. Ibara." Touya warned and he squeezed tighter, making the woman gasp and relent.

"Even if he were stronger, he's effortlessly lifting her up with one hand." Jurota noted, brows burrowing.

"Hairy's right." Mei spoke up. "He has EXTREMIS, too."

Jurota blinked in confusion. "Hairy?" He muttered.

"Don't take it too personally, Shishida." Uraraka quickly stepped in. "She doesn't really remember anybody's names. The only ones she remembers are Deku's and Power Loader's."

"And the Shields, too." Mei confirmed/corrected.

"Look, if we want to launch product next year, I need Stark." Maya revealed. "He just lacked a decent incentive. Now, he has one."

Touya looked to Maya's pleading face and smiled.

And with that, Bakugou won his unspoken contest with his murderous wrath towards the two.

The scene screen-wiped to Iron Patriot flying through sky. "This is support team Blue-Zero." A man on the radio informed to Kirishima's coms. "Sending coordinates for a suspected Mandarin broadcast point of origin."

"Copy." Kirishima reported in, spinning and dive bombing towards the ground towards said coordinates.

"How much you wanna bet that he finds nothing?" Sero asked.

"Twice in a row?" Kaminari questioned. "Hell no, I'm betting he's finding something this time!"

A repulsor blast fired and burst open a locked metal door, to the resulting shrieks of those insides. Kirishima aimed his wrist's gun and minigun towards the room's inhabitants. "Nobody move!" Kirishima ordered. Looking at the people inside with a confused look, they were women covered almost completely in black robes, their eyes and hands only visible.

"Hehe, pay up, sucker." Sero snickered, hand raised and waiting.

Kaminari sighed in absolute defeat, giving away the last of his petty cash.

Kirishima rolled his eyes, exasperated. "Oh. Support Blue-Zero," Kirishima reported in, disengaging his weapons and targeting system from the women. "Unless the Mandarin's next attack on the U.S. involves cheaply-made sportswear, I think you messed up again."

The robed women got up and ran towards the armored soldier, stopping before him and bowing and speaking to him in a foreign language, most likely in thanks.

"Well at least, he found and liberated these women who seemed to be doing this against their will." Sato pointed out.

"True." Koda nodded.

"Yes, you're free, uh, if you weren't before." Kirishima replied, nodding to the woman nodding and bowing to him as they passed by and out the door. "Yes, ma'am. Iron Patriot on the job."

"Okay, okay, I get it, it's a bad name." Kirishima finally accepted after hearing it out loud so many times.

"Happy to help." One woman stopped and grabbed his hand with both hands and proceeded to shake it. "No need to thank me, ma'am. It's my pleasure." Kirishima said.

Suddenly, the hands' insides and veins started to glow orange red.

"EXTREMIS!" Kouta shouted, pointing his finger at the screen.

Kirishima grunted and gasped in pain, looking up to see the eyes of the robed figure glowing orange red with EXTREMIS.

"Shit." Sero cursed lightly.

"Ahem." Kaminari quietly coughed; his hand outreached back to Sero.

Sero groaned, his eyes rolling as he gave back Kaminari's money, along with his own that he betted.

The Iron Patriot seized up, sputtering, before it and Kirishima inside fell to the ground, disabled. The woman took off her robed disguised to reveal a blonde EXTREMIS-powered woman.

"Wait, what just happened?" Mineta asked, confused. "That hot chick, literally, just grabbed and heated him up and he was finished just like that?"

Momo, in her good graces, decided to ignore the obvious sexual innuendos Mineta was throwing out. She instead answered with "The suit underwent a power and thermal overload."

"Would you kindly explain, Miss Yaoyorozu?" Kamui asked.

"Gladly." Momo nodded. "To keep it short and simple, the suit underwent two factors for shutting down there. The first being the thermal overload. This EXTREMIS agent is clearly exuding massive amounts of heat and thermal signature and releasing it onto the suit by touch. The suit seizing up like that means that whatever thermal regulators keeping the suit operating are overworked and using a lot of power to maintain."

"Like an overheated computer." Melissa pointed out as an example.

"Exactly. But this is worse because the suit's systems must be trying to disperse the heat that is being concentrated in a small area." Momo continued. "The other problem is the very microsystems of the suit, the parts that help the suit distribute power across its entirety. That much localized heat must be causing severe damage to them, perhaps generating more energy than they are designed to and causing the systems to crash."

"Excellent observation skills, Miss Yaoyorozu." Nezu clapped for the Yaoyorozu heiress. "It is little wonder why you are the best academic student in not only your class, but the whole of the 1st year courses."

Yaoyorozu blushed heavily at the huge praise from Principal, thought felt a swell of pride build in her for that last bit of knowledge she didn't quite knew about.

Melissa and Mei wrote down to implement a backup cooling system for such an occasion, or a suit specifically design for hotter and colder environments and high thermal temperatures.

She pulled out her phone and called the person on the other line. "Savin?" The woman called. "I've acquired the Patriot armor."

"Oh yeah right, Kirishima in danger." Tetsutetsu remembered.

"If you want this suit, you're going to have to pry my cold dead body out of it." Kirishima warned from inside the malfunctioning suit.

"Kiri, please don't give them any ideas." Mina shook her head at her best friend.

"That's the plan, Colonel." The woman replied with a cruel smirk.

"See?" Mina gestured to the screen.

Bakugou growled further. First, they kidnapped his girl and now his, begrudgingly admitted, best friend. Bakugou was incensed and all too eager to find and destroy these bastards with his own two hands.

The scene changed again to Stark driving down the night road. "Harley, tell me what's happening." Katsuki called to the boy on his phone. "Give me a full report."

"Yeah, I'm still eating that candy." Harley replied from the other end. "Do you want me to keep eating it?"

"How much you had?" Katsuki asked, his mouth moving in a mix of amusement and annoyance.

"Two or three bowls." Harley replied, picking out more Sweet Tarts from the bowl.

"Jesus, kid, does he want to get cavities?" Mic questioned, rubbing his jaw.

"He is a kid, Hizashi." Midnight reminded her friend. "A prodigy perhaps, but a kid nonetheless."

"And it's a least keeping him awake enough to help Stark." Thirteen added. "But coffee would have worked better."

"Yeah, a kid in his pre-teens hopped up on coffee, that is sure to work out better." Vlad muttered sarcastically.

"Can you still see straight?" Katsuki asked, more patronizingly.

"Sort of." Harley answered, narrowing his eyes at the computer screen in front of him.

"That means your fine. Give me Jarvis." Katsuki ordered.

"I think you might want have to do most of the good parenting, Shio." Setsuna whispered into Ibara's ear, her shark-like teeth in a grin at how burning red and embarrassed Ibara looked.

Wires connected the Iron Man helmet to Harley's computer. Harley placed the phone right onto the helmet's face plate. "Hi Jarvis, how are we?" Katsuki called.

"It's totally fine, sir." Jarvis reported, Harley looking back onto the screen while the Mark 42 laid on the table next to him. "I seem to do quite well for a stretch, and then at the end of the sentence I say the wrong cranberry." Katsuki's face furrowed in confusion at the last part.

Toru burst into giggles. "I'm sorry." She apologized. "I don't know why but hearing a British sounding Ojiro say that is just funny to me."

Ochaco giggled, too. "You aren't the only one." She giggled.

As more joined in the giggling, the tailed man himself just scratched his cheek, embarrassed but not opposed to making his friends laugh and notice him more.

"And sir, you were right." Jarvis informed. "Once I factored in available AIM downlink facilities, I was able to pinpoint the Mandarin's broadcast signal."

"What are we talking? Far East, Europe, North Africa, Iran, Pakistan, Syria?" Stark listed off names. "Where is it?"

"Actually, sir, it's in Miami." Jarvis revealed.

"Okay, kid, I'm gonna have to walk you through rebooting Jarvis's speech drive, but not right now." Katsuki replied, unconvinced.

"Is it really that improbable to you, Bakugou, that it wouldn't be in one of the States?" Tokoyami questioned.

"Screw off, Feather Face!" Bakugou replied, eloquently. "That terrorist's videos always have him in Middle Eastern like places and people."

"He's not wrong." Shoji shrugged in admittance.

"Harley, where is he really?" Katsuki asked the boy. "Just look on the screen and tell me where it is."

Harley pressed a key and the screen zoomed out to show the state of Florida. "Um, it does say Miami, Florida." Harley confirmed.

"Okay, first things first, I need the armor." Stark shook his head, befuddled. "Where are we at with it?"

"Uh, it's not charging." Harley answered.

The second he said that Katsuki slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching as the car slammed to a halt on the side of the road.

"Uh oh, Daddy's mad." Mina teased.

"Shut it!"

The screen panned to see Stark inside the car showed the billionaire Hero to be breathing heavily, sweating and panting, and looking at his shaky hands.

"Oh shit, wait, it's another panic attack." Kyoka flinched.

"But what set it off this time?" Itsuka pondered. "New York nor the battle or aliens were even mentioned."

"Actually, sir, it is charging but the power source is questionable." Jarvis clarified. "It may not succeed in revitalizing the Mark 42."

"Well, that's a bad thing to hear when you are going up against a possible army of EXTREMIS enhanced goons." Awase muttered. "Is that was causing his attack?"

"What's questionable about electricity? Alright?" Katsuki retorted back, breathing heavily and rapidly. "It's my suit, and I can't...I'm not gonna...I don't wanna...Oh, God, not again."

Whilst multiple times it occurred, disturbing it was still for Midoriya and All Might to witness the mirror older version of their confident friend and student to look so afraid and weak. Izuku hated it worse because it reminded of himself when he felt suffocated by fear, and no matter what he did to him, Midoriya didn't want to see his friend look like the weak, useless Deku he once was.

Melissa could see the fear and paranoia in Stark's eyes, noticed its rise and the doubt when faced with the prospect of fighting without the suit, his whole powers. Melissa pondered if the same would happen to her. Could she really think the only way to be a Hero would be to make a suit of her own and be a mere copy of someone else from another world? Because she had no Quirk of her own?

"Katsuki?" Harley called out.

Katsuki got out of the car, gripping onto the door desperately, his mess caked in sweat and panic.

Ibara's heart ached once more at such a sight of her beloved, without her to help, and cursing herself again for failing to comfort him during the night.

Bakugou's fists tightened and frowned, his thoughts turning towards All For One and his terrifying presence. 'W-What if I end up just like that?' Bakugou thought. 'What if at the worst time, if that asshole were to escape or come back, I face him and freeze up?' Uncertainty filled his mind and nervous fright in his veins.

"A-Are you having another attack?" Harley questioned. "I didn't even mention New York."

"Right, and then you just said by name while denying having said it." Stark groaned, sliding down the side of the car to the ground, panting hard.

Ochaco opened her mouth to whine about how there was no winning with either Katsuki, but closed her eyes and mouth, empathy and compassion victorious.

"Okay, um, uh..." Harley stuttered unsure of what to do.

Katsuki panted and hugged himself, his eyes holding nothing but fear and panic. "God, what am I going to do?" He whimpered out, hopelessly.

Izuku breathed in and out, reluctant about what he was about say. "I have an idea." He muttered before shouting. "Stand up, man up, stop sprouting bullshit and do what you always do best and quit acting like a scaredy cat!"

The stunned silence was mirrored by the group's shocked faces. To hear that from Midoriya especially took them back. Ibara and the others could not tell Midoriya off for his insensitive words in time before they heard a snicker.

Bakugou's snicker then turn to bitter laughter and chuckles. He sent a grin out to De-Midoriya and replied "Not bad, Deku. But call me a coward again and I will blow your head off!"

Izuku grinned back. "I'd like to see you try." He retorted.

Bakugou snorted and looked back to the screen. While the group were uncertain of what had just occurred, Bakugou's nervous thoughts and fears he held before seeming to fade away. 'For once, the nerd's right.' Bakugou thought, brushing aside the bullshit, unhelpful what ifs away. 'I start thinking like that I will end up falling behind the nerd. And we can't have that, not if I'm going to be the Number 1 Pro.'

All Might noticed what the others couldn't and smiled, content and pleased.

However, Izuku's words to Bakugou did more than help the intended person. Melissa breath hitched at Izuku's words, how clarified what she was thinking herself. 'What was I thinking?' Melissa thought to herself. 'I'm just thinking up excuses and doubts to turn back because it's scary to be a Hero without a suit. Stark wasn't a Hero because he built a suit. He built the suit as a way to be Hero, but the suit wasn't the Hero, He was. His mind, his instincts, his will. That's what made him Iron Man. So, why shouldn't I be a Hero with what I'm good at?'

"Okay, just breathe. Really, just breathe." Harley consoled the inventor as he clung to the car. "You're a mechanic, right?"

"Right." Stark confirmed.

"You said so." Harley replied.

Stark panted again, his breathing easing slowly but surely. "Yes, I did." He confirmed again.

"Why don't you just build something?" Harley asked.

Taking in the words, the panic and fear began to fade from Katsuki's eyes to be replaced by realization and determination.

Melissa and Mei grinned, finding that glint in Stark's eyes to be very same one the two felt whenever they felt were in a slump. 'We mechanics don't wallow in doubt at the problems.' Hatsume and Shield thought. 'We fix them.'

The Armored Avenger rose to his feet, breathing deeply and calmly. "Okay." Katsuki breathed out. "Thanks, kid."

Harley himself breathe a sigh of relief, a small smile on his face.

Ibara didn't know who the counterpart to Harley was but if she were to ever find the boy, she will wrap the boy in a bone-crushing hug in gratitude. 'Katsuma, was it?' She inquired to herself.

The music began to pick up as Katsuki got back into the car, stared out, his eyes analyzing and determined.

"Here we go." Kirishima rubbed his hands. "It's Manly Time!"

Bakugou grinned, satisfied and agreeing with the fake red head.

As he put on his cap, the scene changed to him at a store, once more in disguise, picking up a pair of wire cutters. Inspecting it, he plopped the wire cutters in his shopping cart with a bag of fertilizer.

"Gathering supplies, huh." Power Loader grinned and nodded. "Alright, kid. Let's see what you come up with this time."

"Given what he created with your counterpart in a cave, I'm likewise intrigued." David voiced his own anticipation.

Going across the store, his cart became more and more full of various items, from blow torchers, chemicals, to even Christmas ornaments. Katsuki walked through the store with his full cart to then add another cart full of items in his possession.

"That's gonna be a lot of money spent." Sen whistled. "Where's he even getting it?"

"I'm sure he has a wallet in his possession." Reiko answered. "A credit card, as least."

After paying for it and retiring to a hotel room, Katsuki worked on the tools in front of him, building more and more inventions from what looked like a hand-made pistol to a glove covered in wires, and even bottles of liquid with an injector full of another orange red liquid placed into it.

"Interesting." Jurota said. "I believe I see makeshift tasers, gun, perhaps explosives."

"Why did he need the Christmas tree ornaments for?" Kaminari asked. "What is he going to do, Home Alone them?"

"Hey, that was painful and effective, you got to admit that man." Honenuki replied, remembering the Christmas comedy. "Ah, that movie is hilarious. Painful and gruesome in retrospect, but hilarious."

"We should watch that." Bondo said. "It's winter, we are sleeping over, and we can make snacks. I also got the Nightmare before Christmas too."

"Don't you think we have enough videos and snacks to go through already?" Shoda asked.

"Hey! You can talk about that future Jigsaw movie later!" Bakugou yelled out. "It's my movie we are watching. Now, shut up and watch me see kick glowing asses!'

The scene changed again to Katsuki's car driving on a bridge in Miami, Florida as the sun rose. The screen paned over a large mansion estate. The entrance was shown being guarded.

"Yep, the place is guarded." Death Arms stated the obvious. "And without a suit, let's hope those new gadgets of his work out well."

Hiding up in a tree, Stark, his hood brought up, looked through his binoculars, staring at one guard with a guard dog walking by and then to another guard further back. Lowering the binoculars and staring with a plan in his eyes, the scene changed to Stark running up to and jumping up to grab the ledge of the rocky barrier. Climbing over, Katsuki began sneaking his way through the yard and into the estate.

"He must be swift and stealthy." Kaminari said in a joking tone, his lower mouth covered in tape from Sero, and posing. "Like ninja!"

"Ninja!" Mineta and Sero joined Kaminari with similar looks and poses.

Bakugou helped rid them of their tape scarfs with an explosion to all three of their faces, helping to relieve Kyoka's and Aizawa's headaches.

In a crouch, Katsuki snuck up the spiraling staircase, looking over to see a guard, his back turned to him, inspecting closely at a figurehead. Spinning a wired object in hand a few times, Katsuki let it loose, wrapping and latching around the guard's feet. With a pull, the guard fell to the ground, his head knocking onto the stairs, knocking him out. Katsuki got up from his hiding spot and fired his make-shift pistol at another guard, shooting the guard's neck. As the guard grunted, covering his neck, and made to grab his gun, Stark rushed him, kneeing him and sending him to the ground. A third rushed him, only for Stark to bring out a taser and shocking the man unconscious, the second guard following suit from the sleeping dart he was shot with.

"Whoo! Let's go, my man!" Tetsutetsu cheered. "That was sick!"

"Quick, efficient, and with little noise made." Edgeshot noted. "A well-done sequence."

"Heh, does the kid earn your Ninja badge of approval?" Miruko joked, pulling up her white, puffy scarf over her mouth and mimicked the guys before.

Edgeshot and Aizawa sighed in defeat, while Miruko laughed.

A Christmas ornament was tossed and rolled towards two guards standing guard by a water fountain. The two noticed and one went to pick it up, but as he inspected it, the ornament blew up into pieces, the shards stunning and knocking out the guard for good. The second could barely reach for his gun before Katsuki stepped out and fired multiple darts into the man, stumbling into the fountain. Katsuki dropped another ornament into the water as he walked by. As the guard made to get out, the ornament exploded and the guard laid still, while Katsuki Stark strutted his way to the manor.

"Wow. Talk about a way to 'spread the cheer'!" Mirio punned.

"I love you man, but that just hurt." Tamaki groaned, disappointed.

"I said no bad puns, Uncle Mirio!" Eri pouted and slapped his chest, to Mirio's chuckles.

Inside, Katsuki looked around quietly, looking up the stairs to his side to see if anyone was up there. He looked around to see a woman passed out on a table with a beer bottle in hand. Katsuki frowned but continued to look around.

"A hostage?" Tiger questioned.

"With that beer on her? Looks more like a wiped-out party guest." Pixie Bob replied.

"Why is it so hot in here?" A woman in a glittery dress groaned as she laid on a couch. "I told you to put it at 68."

The man across from her scoffed. "My fault again." The man said. "Let me tell you something, sweetheart. I am not your personal air con-"

He was cut off as Stark placed his gloved hand on his balding head, the man groaning as he was electrocuted, before a final swift strike to the head knocked the man out.

"Taser gloves." Mei nodded, approving. "Not bad. Ooh! I got an idea!"

"No, Hatsume." Power Loader and Midoriya said simultaneously.

"Aww!" Mei pouted.

Carefully, Stark grabbed the guard's gun. The woman, clearly intoxicated, pointed at him with hands like a gun and made 'pew pew' noises. Stark replied with a shushing motion as he walked away. The lady chuckled drunkenly.

"Yep, definitely drunk." Kosei said.

"100 points of observation there, Sherlock." Kamakiri sarcastically clapped.

Katsuki opened a door quietly, aiming his gun into the room. As he walked in, and removed his taser glove, Katsuki looked around. He looked at a series of monitors, one showing an image of the Mandarin in his latest broadcast; however, the man on the floor, that he supposedly shot, had no blood or hole in his head.

Ochaco's eyes widened. "W-Wait, that's the footage with the hostage, right?" She asked. "The one he shot after the President called?"

"Unless he had other videos where he had a hostage that looked the same, then yes." Asui replied.

"T-Then doesn't he have a bullet wound or blood?" Uraraka pointed out.

"Because he wasn't shot." Ryukyu answered, eyes narrowed suspicious. "It was an act, fake."

"But why?" Fat Gum asked, too. "I mean I'm saying that he should have shot and killed the dude, but the dude is a terrorist with malfunctioning living bombs and blowing and shooting people, why did he not shoot another guy?"

"I'm...not sure." Kamui muttered, confused.

Stark looked around more with confusion, seeing a lot of theatrical effects, banners, wallpaper and props. Looking at an opening, Stark removed his glasses and craned his head to peek, seeing a disheveled bed with two bodies covered in the purple satin sheets. Slowly and carefully, Katsuki grabbed the sheets before yanking them out quickly and aiming his gun at the...two, scantily clad women?

"Don't Shoot! Don't Shoot!" Mineta exclaimed, waving his arms to uselessly stop Stark. "They're Just Sexy Hot Chicks! Don't Shoot! It Would Be a Waste of Hotness!"

"I'm not sure whether to be proud that he is being respectful and concerned about other women, or just wallop him for that last part." Kyoka rubbed her twitching forehead.

"I'd say to just let it slide this time." Momo sighed and shook her head.

The women gasped at his arrival and gun pointed at them, though Stark quickly shushed them to be quiet. A toilet was heard flushing, Katsuki whirling his gun to aim at where it came from, inching his way to hide behind the bed, with the girls quickly positioning themselves in the bed and tried to act normal.

"Smart of those girls to act like nothing's wrong." Midnight commented. "They don't want to upset or give incentive to a man with a gun while they are unarmed and vulnerable."

"Well, I wouldn't go in there for 20 minutes." A British voice spoke out as the man came out of the bathroom, the man being the Mandarin...The Mandarin who sounded British and flapping the edges of his blue hoodie to flap away the stink and laughing drunkenly.

"W-W-Wait, w-what?" Mina blinked in confusion, rubbing her eyes to see if she was seeing things.

"Now, which one of you is Vanessa?" The Mandarin asked to the two acting women, as he made to the nightstand with a plate of fortune cookies.

"T-That's the Mandarin, right?" Sen asked, confused. "I'm not seeing shit when I'm seeing the Terrorist who shoots people and making living bombs flap his hoodie like he farted, right?"

Awase had no words to say so merely nodded.

"That's me." One of the girls responded.

"Ah, Nessie." The Mandarin said, grabbing one fortune cookie and tossing it at her, to which she grabbed. "Did you know that fortune cookies aren't even Chinese?"

Katsuki looked over to the cackling, drunken Mandarin from behind the bed with a completely confused expression.

Kaminari looked over at Bakugou to find his classmate shared a perfect copy of Stark's current look. Despite his sudden urge to do so, Kaminari wasn't dumb enough to laugh out now and risk incurring the explosive teen's wrath.

"There's some guy over here." The other girl tried to say before being cut off by the Mandarin.

"What was it that you said about those girls being smart?" Mount Lady asked, smirking.

"Oh, shut it." Midnight waved her off.

"They're made by Americans, based on a Japanese recipe." The Mandarin said, not hearing what she said.

"Well, at least he is too drunk to have heard her." Death Arms said. "Or stupid."

"I feel like I'm going to go stupid if I don't find out what the Hell is going on?" Mandalay snapped.

"Hey!" The Mandarin whirled to see Katsuki Stark aiming his gun at him.

The Mandarin raised his hands in surrender, looking completely shocked, in a goofy manner. "Bloody Hell! Bloody Hell!" The Mandarin cursed.

"This...this is the Mandarin?" Kamakiri's brows scrunched together. "The guy they were scared of this whole time and sounding all dark and ominous...and he's now acting like some drunk British idiot?!"

"Don't move!" Katsuki warned.

"I'm not moving." The Mandarin replied, fearfully, gesturing to the room. "You want something? Take it. Although, the guns are all fake, because those wankers wouldn't trust me with the real ones."

"What?" Katsuki questioned, looking more and more confused.

"I second that, What?!" Hagakure exclaimed.

"Hey, do you fancy either of the birds?" The Mandarin suggested, to Katsuki's befuddlement and the girls' surprise, though the Mandarin shook his head subtly.

"If I say yes, can I have one?" Mineta raised his hand and asked.

"Okay, that's it." Kyoka's annoyance peaked and Mineta was spasming on the floor with a jack in his ear.

"Alright, I've heard enough." Katsuki responded, exasperated, cocking the gun. "You're not him. The Mandarin, the real guy. Where?! Where's the Mandarin?! Where is he?!"

"Yeah, is he, like, a stunt double or something?" Manga asked, multiple question marks flooding his speech bubble head. "A decoy for the real Mandarin?"

"Woah, Woah, Whoa. He's here." The man replied, backing up and gesturing to himself. "He's here, but he's not here. He's here, but he's not here."

"What do you mean?" Stark questioned.

"It's complicated. Hey, it's complicated." The 'Mandarin' replied. "It's complicated."

"UNCOMPLICATE IT, YOU STUTTERING IDIOT!" Bakugou snapped and roared out.

"Uncomplicate it." Katsuki demanded.

"Not. One. Word." Katsuki pointed to Kaminari, who raised his hands in surrender.

"Ladies, out. Get out of the bed. Get into the bathroom." Stark told the girls, the two of them quickly getting out and toward the bathroom. "Sit" He aimed his gun back at the 'Mandarin'.

The ladies did as were told and fled to the bathroom, making noises of disgust when they entered. As Stark was removing the knob of the bathroom, the 'Mandarin' tried to slowly crawl his way to safety. Katsuki noticed and shot the floor in front of the 'Mandarin', making him turn back to his seat and the girls in the bathroom to yelp.

"As annoyed as I am right now, that was nice, well-placed shot." Snipe complimented.

Sitting down and sighing, the 'Mandarin' said "My name is Trevor. Trevor Slattery."

"Trevor?" Pixie Bob frowned, confused. "The Big, Bad Terrorist that was wreaking havoc on America and his name is Trevor?"

"What, were you expecting Bin Ladin?" Mandalay raised a brow at her teammate.

"What are you?" Katsuki asked further. "What are you, a decoy? You're a double, right?"

"What, you mean like an understudy?" 'Trevor' questioned. "No, absolutely not." Katsuki pointed the gun further towards Trevor. "Don't hurt the face! I'm an actor."

Katsuki stared at him with complete befuddlement and confusion. "You got a minute to live. Fill it with words." Katsuki ordered.

Deku didn't need to notice the stare Bakugou was giving him and wrote down the demand/threat for Bakugou to use later.

"It's just a role." Trevor explained to Katsuki's shock. "'The Mandarin'," Trevor made a scary voice to emphasize. "See, it's not real."

...

...

...

"...Wha?" Hagakure broke the silence with her question.

"A-Are you serious?" Kyoka looked incredulous at the screen and Midoriya. "Is he-Is he serious?"

"I... I-I don't...know?" Izuku scratched at his head, the gears in his brain going into overtime.

"S-So, the Mandarin isn't actually real?" Nejire tilted her head like a confused puppy.

"I guess." Mirio scratched at his head. "Then all those videos and terrorist videos...they were-"

"Staged." Tamaki muttered. "Like a play or a movie. That could explain why the guy that he supposedly shot wasn't dead in the video. The gun was a prop, and they faked the guy's death."

"I'm about five seconds to kick somebody's head off if I don't start getting some answers." Miruko's eyes twitched, her thighs bulging and rippling with power.

"Then how did you get here, Trevor?" Katsuki questioned, getting closer to Trevor with the gun and making the actor back up.

"Well, I, um, had a little problem with, um, substances." Trevor explained further. "And I ended up doing things, no two ways about it, in the street, that a man shouldn't do."

"Next?" Katsuki snarled out, his patience wanning further and further.

"Then, they approached me about the role, and they knew about the drugs." Trevor revealed.

"What did they say? They'd get you off them?" Stark guessed.

"They said they'd give me more." Trevor clarified.

The resounding smack of Aizawa's hand meeting his face echoed throughout the gym/makeshift theater.

"They gave me this palace. They gave me plastic surgery. They gave me things..." Trevor said before his eyes closed and started to snore.

"Did you just nod off?" Katsuki questioned. "Hey." Katsuki kicked at his feet.

"No, and a lovely speedboat." Trevor 'came too'.

"So... this Trevor," Endeavor's voice took a more noticeable growl at the name and ridiculousness happening here. "Was some actor that fell off due to drugs, and to take up the role of the Mandarin, they paid him with luxuries and drugs."

"I guess that also explains why this Middle Eastern dude sounds British." Hawks shrugged. "Plastic surgery to make sure that anyone who knew him as an actor wouldn't recognize him."

"But then what about the army of EXTREMIS soldiers?" Mic questioned, extremely confused. "The explosions, the attacks?"

"And the thing was, he needed someone to take credit for some accidental explosions." Trevor mimicked an explosion.

Katsuki bit his mouth to keep himself from screaming in frustration. "He?" Katsuki took a moment to huff. "Todoroki?"

"Todoroki." Trevor nodded.

"Wait...accidental explosions." Hawks picked up on that and pointed it out.

"Now that you mention it, it did seem weird how he was taking credit over Taggart's explosion." Power Loader rubbed his chin. "It did seem like a random accident, and we just thought it was like some kind of 4D chess move."

"He created you?" Katsuki asked again.

"He created me." Trevor confirmed again.

"Custom-made terror threat." Katsuki realized.

"Ah, I see." Nezu nodded. "To cover up the accidental explosions of EXTREMIS subjects, likely those that rejected EXTREMIS like the poor man in the video Stark watched, this world's Touya Todoroki hired an actor to play the role of the Mandarin to give the public a reason why these explosions were occurring and draw suspicion away."

"Yes. Yes." Trevor said as Katsuki hit the nail on the head. "His think tank thinked it up." Then Trevor's voice switched to his 'Mandarin' voice as he went to crack open some bottles of beer. "The pathology of a serial killer. The manipulation of Western iconography. Ready for another lesson?" Katsuki looked at him exasperated. "Blah, blah, blah." He offered Katsuki a beer.

"TREVOR SLATTERY AKA THE 'MANDARIN'!" F.R.I.D.A.Y. began, pausing the movie with Trevor's face and scanning for his counterpart. "MULTIVERSAL COUNTERPART...NO ONE!"

"...Huh?" The group said, pure confusion on their faces.

"You heard me." F.R.I.D.A.Y. said. "No one."

"Wait...so...he doesn't have a counterpart?" Momo asked, trying to alleviate her confusion.

"Well, maybe my answer was a little harsh." F.R.I.D.A.Y. replied. "You see, he Does have a counterpart in your universe, it's just that, well, just like the Mandarin here being effectively a nobody, his counterpart in your world is equally no one of importance to even mention."

"All this time...trying to figure out his counterpart..." Izuku muttered, slumped defeated in his seat. "And the answer doesn't even matter."

Momo and Iida buried their heads into their hands, trying everything in their power to keep themselves from snapping in frustration.

Bakugou did not have any restraint.

Bakugou breathed in deeply before opening his mouth. "FU-"

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A long string of curses flew out of Bakugou's mouth like a machine gun, that would make a sailor take a step back in horror, and eventually became too crass and vile that every adult in the room had the immense desire to wash the explosive blonde's mouth with soap. Bakugou was eventually led out of the gym to where he could let out all his curses.

"Is Uncle Kacchan alright?" Eri asked, her and Kouta's ears covered in noise-canceling earmuffs.

"Uncle Kacchan is just a bit angry." Izuku replied, taking off the earmuffs. "He just has to get it out of his system." As he said that, a large explosion occurred outside while Bakugou roared in rage.

It took 10 minutes for Bakugo to stop cursing like the crassest sailor imaginable and return calmed down, or the approximation of calmed down. Mineta snagged a peek of outside as Bakugou came in to find several dozen steaming holes and craters.

"No. Of course, it was my performance that brought the Mandarin to life." Trevor continued.

"Your performance?" Katsuki questioned. "Where people died?"

"No, they didn't." Trevor shook his head. "Look around you. The costumes, green screen. Honestly, I wasn't on location for half this stuff. And when I was, it was movie magic, love."

"So, Trevor doesn't know that those explosions he was taking credit for were actually real and killing people?" Itsuka asked.

"He could have been misled about the situation." Yui nodded. "Or he is lying to save face."

"I'm sorry, but I got a best friend who's in a coma and he might not wake up." Katsuki was fed up as he got up and faced a scared Trevor with an angry glare. "So, you're gonna have to answer for that. You're still going down pal. You under-"

Katsuki stopped as he noticed Trevor still and looking at someone behind him.

"Someone's behind him, isn't he?" Sato asked.

"Yep." Jurota nodded.

"Savin or Todoroki?" Sato asked further.

"Most likely." Jurota nodded again.

Katsuki whirled quickly to try and aim his gun at the person behind him, only for Savin to grab his hand and sucker punch Stark in the face, and, with a push, knocking him out cold on the pullup chair.

"Shit!" Bakugou cursed.

"Bakugou." Aizawa voiced up, reminding the ash blonde teen that if he continued cursing, they would follow up on their threat to wash his mouth with soap.

Savin looked at a nervous Trevor with a tired, yet menacing look. "Okay, Trevor, what did you tell him?" He questioned, threateningly.

"I didn't tell him anything." Trevor shook his head in denial.

"Nothing?" Savin asked again.

"No." Trevor shook his head again.

"I'm guessing he's lying to protect himself?" Setsuna asked.

"Most probably." Reiko nodded.

"You should have pressed the panic button." Savin said.

"Well, I panicked, but then I handled it." Trevor defended, cracking open the beer and walking away.

"And now all sympathy I had for the guy for being possible misled is gone." Mina threw her hands up.

The screen wiped to a shot of the back of the manor, before switching to Maya typing on a computer. Behind her, Katsuki Stark came to, his hands cuffed to a rack with zip ties. "Ah, okay." Katsuki sighed as he took in his surroundings and his cuffs.

"Oh, wonderful." Bakugou cracked his knuckles. "Just a lady I was wanting to see. To blow up."

Ibara didn't know why but watching Bakugou crack his knuckles, stretch, and act so confidently about blowing Maya up was strangely arousing.

Maya looked behind her to see the trapped billionaire, to which stopped and looked at her. Maya fully turned her seat to look at him, but Stark looked away, refusing to look at her.

"Oooh, he gave her the silent treatment." Pony said, moving her head side to side all sassy-like.

"Oh, Pony, I'm so proud of you." Setsuna's arms and head embraced the equine-like girl, crocodile tears streaming down her face. "You're teasing and acting hilarious so well."

"More like corrupting her." Ibara muttered, dryly, using her vines to pull Setsuna off of Pony.

To her part, Maya smiled fondly. "It's just like old times, huh?" She spoke.

"Oh, yeah. With zip ties. It's a ball." Stark replied, sarcastically.

"Kinky. Mama likes." Mina grinned. "So, who was the one zip tied?"

"Silence, Heathen! /Shut Up, Pinky!" Both Ibara and Bakugou shouted at Mina, who just smiled while they realized what just happened and looked away, blushing.

Meanwhile, Izuku had the strange inclination to write down 'Mina likes bondage' on his notebook. But he didn't. Nope. He definitely did note write it in the back corner of his notebook. Nuh uh.

"It wasn't my idea." Maya responded.

"Okay, so you took Todoroki's card." Katsuki figured.

"I took his money." Maya corrected him.

"And corrupted a once perfectly helpful concept for humankind." Melissa said, sourly.

"And here you are 13 years later, in a dungeon." Katsuki pointed out.

"No." Maya shook her head.

"Yeah." Katsuki continued.

"No, You're in a dungeon. I'm free to go." Maya corrected him again.

"Yeah?" Katsuki said again, unconvinced.

"Is he implying that Maya is as much a prisoner as he is?" Iida asked.

"If she was speaking truth back at the hotel with Ibara, even partially, then he might have a point." Izuku answered. "Plus, even if she wanted to get out, Touya would most likely track her down and force her to continue her work."

Maya sighed, getting up from her seat and walking down the steps to the floor Katsuki was on. "A lot has happened, Katsuki." Maya said, Stark still fumbling with his ties. "But I'm close. EXTREMIS is practically stabilized."

"Yeah, people glowing up and going boom and taking innocent people as collateral, definitely stabilized." Miruko growled out.

"I'm telling you it isn't." Stark snapped at her. "I'm on the street. People are going bang. They're painting the walls. Maya, you're kidding yourself."

"Then help me fix it." Maya replied, pulling out an old card. As Katsuki looked at it, he realized it's the same card 'You Know Who I Am' card he left for her in Switzerland. Maya flipped the card around to reveal an equation, written in his handwriting as well.

"Is that an equation?" Sero asked.

"Just looks like hieroglyphics to me." Kaminari narrowed his eyes to try and make out the equation.

"Did I do that?" Stark asked.

"Yes." Maya nodded.

"I remember the night, not the morning." Stark admitted to Maya's stumped look. "Is this what you've been chasing around?"

"You don't remember?" Maya asked, sounding hurt.

Even Ibara felt pity and sadness for how Maya looked, none too pleased that her other worldly beloved's reckless antics messed with this woman's life. Bakugou's eyes were shadowed in guilt, fully seeing the effect that of him ruining another person's life.

"I can't help you." Katsuki said. "You used to have a moral psychology. You used to have ideals. You wanted to help people. Now look at you." Maya looked at him with offense in her eyes. "I get to wake up every morning with someone who...still has her soul."

Hisses and exclaims of breath sounded off from many in the group. Kaminari and Mineta even grabbed and pulled on the collars of their shirts to air out that sick burn.

Maya looked at him silently, anger in her face, but guilt and shame in her eyes.

As angry and betrayed that she was towards Maya for betraying her, Ibara could see the guilt and shame in Maya's eyes and felt in her heart that the woman was remorseful and hesitant of what she is doing. She let out a silent prayer to help her see the light.

"Get me out of here. Come on." Katsuki pleaded with her.

Maya ignored his request and turned around, back to her desk.

"You know what my old man used to say to me?" Katsuki heard Touya's voice. He looked to where it came from to see Touya walking down the stairs, dressed in white pants and open white tux with a black dress shirt, and a case in hand. "One of his favorites of many sayings: The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese."

Endeavor and Shoto flinched at the sight of their son and brother. His evil version anyways.

"And again, another saying that doesn't make a lick of sense." Hawks muttered and snickered on the outside, but his eyes narrowed in familiarity at seeing Touya again, this time with a black shirt.

"You're still not pissed off about the Switzerland thing, are you?" Stark asked.

Touya set the case on the table across from Stark, before turning to face his captive. "How could I be pissed at you, Katsuki?" Touya asked, hands raised to Katsuki. "I'm here to thank you."

Bakugou frowned, confused at what Touya was saying.

"You gave me the greatest gift that anybody's ever given me." Touya admitted to Katsuki, walking up to the captive Avenger. "Desperation."

"If you think back to Switzerland, you said you'd meet me on the rooftop, right?" Touya asked, reminding Stark and himself of the night. "Well, for the first 20 minutes, I actually thought you'd show up. And the next hour...I-I considered taking that one-step shortcut to the lobby. If you know what I mean."

Everything in Katsuki's body froze, worse than Shoto's ice could ever do. Izuku's hand stopped writing and remained still. The two Todoroki's didn't move, but the fallen temperature around them were evident enough of what they were feeling.

"Pray that you get a Quirk in your next life and take a swan dive off the roof of the building."

Bakugou and Deku both heard the words once more in their heads. Both remained frozen, each experiencing their own emotions.

Bakugou looked physically ill, Touya's words like a dagger to the heart. Guilt was not the only feeling Bakugou was feeling, well, guilt at least towards Touya. Katsuki felt anger, revulsion, shame, all these feelings towards himself.

'This is the kind of person that you are.' Bakugou heard in his head Deku's voice, yet a dark perversion of it, that sounded too bitter and hateful to ever have come from the kind nerd. Bakugou could imagine Deku beside him, floating and whispering to his ear like a ghost, looking like he did in Aldera. 'It doesn't matter whichever universe you are in; you are still the same person as ever. A vile, inconsiderate, narcissistic, demeaning pile of shit who does nothing but ruin or corrupt other people's lives or tells or influences them end their lives instead. And then laughs and makes no big deal about it.'

Bakugou gritted his teeth, doing everything in his power to ignore this phantom of Deku in his mind, to remind himself of what All Might said yesterday, to mute his phantom Deku's words from his mind, before his heart begins to agree with him.

"Honestly, I'm still trying to figure out what happened to the first mouse." Katsuki retorted, but his eyes didn't hold the same mirth in them.

"But as I looked out over that city, nobody knew I was there, nobody could see me, no one was even looking." Touya continued, the scene changing to the younger, nerdier Touya on the roof of the building as fireworks exploded and cheers rang below. Younger Touya looked out with despair and desperation. "I felt a since of drive I've never felt before. A clear purpose, born out of desperation."

Midoriya felt sadness and pity for both this Touya and his former childhood friend, and he knew that this was likely tearing the latter apart right now, but, for once, his thoughts turned inwards. As Touya admitted his thoughts of suicide, Izuku was brought back to that day, when his own Katsuki told him to jump, when All Might crushed his dreams, and left him on a roof with nothing but temptation to just jump off it.

But as Touya, in the film, continued, a darker thought appeared in Midoriya's mind: 'If I didn't jump, and All Might never chose me...w-would I have ended up like him?'

In Midoriya's imaginative mind, he saw himself twisted, and bitter, and angry. He imagined the League of Villains, how they grew from lost souls, mistreated and broken, and wondered if he would have ended up like them. Worse, even, joining them. His mind conjured an image of himself, his Hero suit replaced by a suit and tux, his respirator twisted into a scowling parody of itself, and his eyes, angry, bitter, and cold. Not the eyes of a Hopeful Hero, but one of a Broken Villain.

'C-Could that have been me?' Midoriya thought, his hands beginning to shake. And try as he could to bury that hateful feeling, but in deep in Deku's heart, that rage and resentment he held inside for Kacchan, that never left, burned and roared.

"And then, I had a thought that would guide me for years to come. Anonymity, Katsuki." Touya revealed, looking between Stark and Maya. "Thanks to you, it's been my mantra ever since. Right? You simply rule from behind the scenes." A scene of Touya overlooking Trevor playing the Mandarin was seen. "Because the second you give evil a face, a bin Laden, a Gaddafi, a Mandarin, you hand people a target."

The more and more they saw this twisted version of Touya, the more Shoto and Endeavor wanted to puke. Shoto could see himself in Touya's eyes, the same eyes as his, and worse, he could see just how close he was to becoming him. The anger and resentment he held for his father, blaming him for everything that went wrong in his life, painting his mother as a saint that did no wrong when it wasn't Endeavor that burned his face. How his hatred translated to his own Quirk, refusing to use a part of himself, labeling it his father's Quirk, only for that delusion to be cast aside, thanks in part to Midoriya.

But this Touya didn't have Midoriya, he was alone, desperate, broken, and Shoto's heart sank, wondering if his brother felt the same, when he was still alive. And with no Midoriya to help pull him back.

Endeavor thought the same, but his mind traveled back to that day Touya attacked Shoto. No, that wasn't the start. The day when Touya first laid eyes on his recently born baby brother and saw his white and red hair, as opposed to his red, whitening hair. He remembered when he led Shoto away from playing with his siblings and saw that hateful, resentful glare Touya held towards him and Shoto. Anger, resentment, betrayal, all of which his eldest held for him and passed it onto his brother. And all of which resulted in that fateful inferno that ended his own life, by his own hand.

Yet just as he knew Touya blamed Stark for driving him to that point, Endeavor felt and knew that his own Touya felt the same, that it was him that made him do that, made him explode and burn himself. And Enji Todoroki always agreed with him.

Meanwhile, Hawks's eyes likewise were wandering in the past, yet unlike Bakugou's self-hatred, Midoriya's and Shoto's dreadful reflections, and the Todoroki's guilt and shame, Keigo's were of remembrance.

He recalled his meetings with Dabi, of all people. He recalled how the black-haired, scarred man always held this knowing look in his eyes, like he always knew more than what you would expect. It made his meetings with him all the more nervous, honestly. But then he remembered his meeting with the whole of Paranormal Liberation Front, both when he attended them and those he overheard. And every time, Dabi looked like he was always watching, always listening, always behind the scenes, like they were all puppets in his play he was orchestrating.

'No.' Hawks shook his head. 'More like he was like some director, watching and making it up as it went, like the League, and now the PLF, are but tools to him, to his own goal. But what kind of goal? And why does this guy remind me of him so much?'

"You're something else." Katsuki stated.

Touya sat down and opened his case. "You have met him, I assume?" Touya asked.

"Yes, Sir Laurence Oblivier." Stark muttered.

"Is that some English director or actor or something?" Nejire asked, inquisitively.

"Actually, yes, he was." Momo nodded. "He directed and acted in old timey movies like Spartacus, 1981's Clash of the Titans, Hamlet, and others."

"I know he's a little over the top sometimes." Touya agreed. "It's not entirely my fault. He has a teden-H-He's a stage actor." Katsuki's brows perked in agreement. "They say his Lear was the toast of Croydon, whatever that is. Anyway, the point is, ever since that big dude with the hammer fell out of the sky, subtlety has kind of had its day." Touya explained.

All Might flinched. 'Is that another reason why me and Thor are so linked?' Toshinori thought to his debut as All Might, the World's Symbol of Peace. 'Influencing Heroes and Villains alike by our mere presence.'

"What's next for you in your world?" Stark asked.

"Well, I wanted to repay you the selfsame gift that you so graciously imparted to me." Touya said, holding out his closed fist before letting the orbs in his hands roll onto the floor.

With a click of his remote, the orbs hummed and displayed Ibara Shiozaki, strapped to a gurney, her skin aflame and glowing with EXTREMIS. "Desperation." Touya revealed.

"Oh no!" Kinoko voiced behind her clasped mouth in horror.

The anger and rage of Class 1-B skyrocketed, with even Vlad King looking ready to jump straight into the movie and murder the villainous Todoroki without remorse. Ibara herself placed a hand over her chest, where her counterpart's skin was glowing, breathing heavily at the horrifying sight of herself subjected to such experimentation.

Bakugou turned pale as a sheet paper, mouth dropped and hanging stupefied, his eyes quivering in horror and terror, and miniature pops and explosions in his eyes sizzled and died out, his hands and body freezing still.

"Now, this is live." Todoroki explained, referring to the struggling, clearly in pain Ibara. "I'm not sure if you can tell, but at this moment the body is trying to decide whether to accept EXTREMIS, or just give up." Katsuki flinched, his brows frowning in anger as he watched Ibara, noiselessly wail, till he couldn't take it and forced himself to look away. "And if it gives up, I have to say, the detonation is quite spectacular." Maya closed her guilty eyes, while Stark opened his own tearful ones. "But until that point, it's really just a lot of pain."

"Y-You...Y-You," Bakugou growled quietly. His eyes alit with burning hatred; his fists clenched so hard they almost turned white again. 'You SON OF A BITCH!'

Touya turned off the orbs and got up. "We haven't even talked salary yet." Touya said before grasping Stark's throat tightly. "What kind of perk package are you thinking of?"

As he said this, EXTREMIS glowed in his body; however, instead of the regular orange red glow, his eyes and veins glowed a cobalt blue, making his Todoroki turquoise eyes glow like cold flames.

"Well, that confirms things." Tsukauchi muttered. "He does have EXTREMIS."

"But take a look at the color." David pointed out. "I-Is it blue?"

The group took a closer look at again and saw that indeed, unlike the other EXTREMIS enhanced individuals, Touya was glowing differently, a more cobalt blue color. Endeavor and Todoroki frowned, confusion in his eyes.

"T-That's strange." Melissa frowned in confusion. "How could he be glowing a different color than the others?"

"Maybe it has to do with temperature." Mei suggested. "Blue fire is hotter than red fire, so maybe this Touya dude has some greater form of EXTREMIS, or his body is handling to EXTREMIS better and making him hotter and glow blue."

Endeavor looked down and thought to the times he himself used blue flames, increasing his output to produce the more powerful, deadlier flames, like that Nomu whose head he burnt off in Hosu. 'Touya's Fire Quirk was always stronger and with far more potential than my own.' Endeavor reasoned to himself that, if his son was likely still alive, he could produce and unleash these blue flames far easier than him. 'Is this a further comparison between the two?'

Hawks's mouth dropped, his eyes widening to dinner plate size. Seeing the blue glow on Touya suddenly made the resemblance startlingly obvious. 'B-But-' Hawks turned his gaze to Endeavor, unaware in his own thoughts. 'T-that's impossible. He was killed in that inferno, Endeavor and Shoto confirmed it. I saw the reports even, there was nothing left of him but a jawbone.'

Hawks looked back to the glowing blue Touya Todoroki and paired him with a mental image of the Cremating, black-haired enigma of the League. 'H-he couldn't possibly be Touya Todoroki...right?'

"Let him go." Maya said, behind him.

Ibara perked up, eyes hopeful.

Touya closed his eyes, annoyed. "Hold on. Hold on." Todoroki said to Stark, before turning around to face Maya. "Maya-"

"I said, let him go." Maya demanded, holding an injector of EXTREMIS in her hand and pointing it dangerously close to her throat.

"Oh boy, what is she doing?" Awase asked, eyes widened and alarmed.

Ibara's hopeful eyes fell into fear for the woman.

"What are you doing?" Touya asked, confused.

"1200 CCs." Maya explained. "A dose half of this size, I'm dead."

"Is she bargaining her life to save Stark's?" Sen asked.

"Perhaps both Shiozaki's and Stark's words with her have made her see reason after all." Vlad King stated, sending and a small smile to his student and even Bakugou.

Touya shook his head and looked to Stark with exasperation. "It's times like this my temper is tested somewhat." Touya admitted, looking to Maya again, his hand raised to her. "Maya, give me the injector."

Maya inched the injector closer to her neck. "If I die, Todoroki, what happens to your soldiers?" Maya questioned. "What happens to your products?"

"We're not doing this, okay?" Touya tried calming her, inching towards her as she inched away in return.

"What happens to you?" Maya continued asking. "What happens if you go too hot?"

"That could happen to him?" Hagakure asked.

"If all the other EXTREMIS soldiers require maintenance to keep from exploding, then Touya, who is potentially hotter than the others, would require more maintenance than the others." Momo suggested. "Something that might not be possible without EXTREMIS's creator."

Touya stopped in his tracks, breathing deeply, a frown clear on his face, while the needle barely grazed Maya's neck. Touya turned to Stark and smiled.

And without looking, he raised his gun and shot Maya in the chest.

The gunshot made the students and kids jump in their seat, surprised and horrified. Eri, saddened, pressed her face against her Papa's chest.

"NO!" Ibara screamed.

Stark and Maya gaped in shock, one at what he saw and the other from what occurred to them. Maya dropped to her knees, her chest going red and the injector falling to ground. Katsuki's frown grew to an enraged snarl.

"The good news is a high-level position has just been vacated." Touya said, smirking.

"Touya." Todoroki growled, his body shaking with conflicted feelings of his brother.

Katsuki looked to Maya with wide eyes, and she looked back. No words were spoken but her eyes expressed her apologies for what she has done. She collapsed with a groan as her final breathe.

"Dammit!" Bakugou slammed his fist against his headrest. Anger coursed through his body, fury for Touya killing Maya, and bitter anger that Maya had to die trying to save him without avail, and even bitterer anger that she had to try to make amends and make him care that she died.

Katsuki looked down, disbelief, guilt, and rage swirling in his eyes. "You're a maniac." Stark said.

"No, I'm a visionary." Touya replied, as he climbed up the steps he came from. "But I do own a maniac. And he takes the stage tonight." With that, Touya left the room, hands in his pockets, leaving Stark wallowing in fury.

"You are dead, buddy." Bakugou growled, eyes twitching. "And I'm going to blow that glowing body of yours into so many pieces that you can't come back from."

"Once we get the Patriot installed, it will take me 9 or 10 minutes for the takedown." Savin informed Touya as they walked through the halls.

"Well, that's great, but last time I looked, there was somebody inside of it." Touya retorted.

A man was attempting to saw into a motionless Iron Patriot suit, helping to stand up by chains hanging him up from the back.

"Oh no, Kiri is here too." Mina squirmed in her seat, worried for her friend.

"Get me off these chains and face me like a real Man!" Kirishima waved his fist at Touya. "You don't deserve to share the same name and face as Todoroki's big bro!"

"Thank you." Todoroki thanked the dyed redhead.

"Afternoon, gentlemen." Touya greeted as he walked into the room with Savin. The men at work with the saw stopped and stepped back, Touya walking up to them, tossing his white suit jacket to henchman. "Hello, Colonel. Step aside."

As he stepped up to the platform where Kirishima hung from, the man in the suit looking anxious, Touya placed his hand on the suit's chest. The humming and cobalt blue glow came from Todoroki's hands as it grew brighter. "Oh!" Kirishima groaned in discomfort, the suit's hub showing the pectoral region of the suit red and in danger.

"Get your blue glowing hands off of him, jackass!" Tetsutetsu cried out, enraged.

"We'll get you out of there." Touya said to the colonel, his eyes glowing blue. "Don't worry."

"Why does he want the Iron Patriot suit?" Thirteen asked. "Some part of his plan?"

"If I could haggle a guess, it would be some kind of infiltration and kidnapping operation or an undercover data retrieval one, to use the suit to infiltrate some government facility disguised as Kirishima." Snipe guessed.

"You'll damage the armor." Savin warned as he walked up closer.

"Yes, I will." Touya admitted. "But you can fix it, right?" Savin affirmed with a nod. "I'm gonna take the Chinook to base camp. And I want Shiozaki with me."

"She's still in Phase Two." Savin reminded.

Touya groaned lightly as he continued exerting himself. "You're not going deaf, are you?" He replied.

Savin just remained silent, while Kirishima continued groaning in pain as the system warned him of the extreme heat.

Bakugou's rage only began to grow hotter and hotter, as this bastard was hurting the people closest to him, and both himself and his tied-up counterpart couldn't do anything to stop it.

Back over with Stark, he was still tied up to the rack, with two guards watching over him, one at the table eating snacks and another by the stairs. Suddenly, a watch started beeping, drawing the attention of the three men. The man on the table looked where it came from: the Dora the Explora limited addition watch.

"Careful, there." Katsuki warned as the guard picked it up. "It's a limited edition." The guard continued messing with it to turn it off, while Stark turned his attention to the other guard. "Hey, uh, Ponytail Express." The ponytail guard at the stairs looked at him. "What's the mileage count between Tennessee and Miami?"

"832 miles." The guard informed instantly.

"Wow." Mount Lady blinked, surprised. "Not only did he answer him but correctly, right?"

"Yes, actually." David confirmed, equally impressed.

"Very nice." Stark said, actually impressed.

The guard with the watch came over to mathematician. "I'm good like that." The guard bragged. The watch was still beeping and getting on both of their nerves. "Can you, uh, stop that?"

"Break it, you bought it." Stark warned.

The guard responded by dropping it onto the floor and stomping on it, the beeping stopped. "I think I bought it." The guard taunted.

"That's rude!" Eri pouted. "And it was a nice watch too."

A hand tapped Eri's shoulder, and she looked up to see Yaoyorozu smiling down on her, reaching her other hand out to reveal a perfect replica of the watch. Eri gasped, smile wide and amazed, squealing as she took the watch and put it on. "Thank you, Ma-Miss Momo." Eri stuttered, almost blowing it by calling her Mama Momo.

Momo smiled brightly in return and giggled. 'She's stuttering just like her Papa.' Momo thought, amusingly.

"Okay, that wasn't mine to give away. That belonged to my friend's sister." Stark said. "And that's why I'm gonna kill you first."

The guard nodded, his lips in a fake pout. "What are you gonna do to me?" The guard mocked.

"You'll see." Katsuki replied.

"You're zip-tied to a bed." The guard pointed out.

"Wait, really?" Mineta blinked, surprised. He narrowed his eyes and leaned in to check. "Oh, yeah, that is a bed! Or a frame of one, anyways."

"Yeah, I thought that was like some weird coat rack or something." Sato admitted.

"This!" Stark raised his palms higher dramatically...yet nothing happened. The guards looked at him silently.

"Yes, 'Kacchan', we are waiting." Mina teased, cracking up with giggles.

Bakugou breathed in deeply, his fists cracking with how hard he clenched them and pulled out his ultimate weapon: a middle finger.

Mina fake gasped, hand over her heart and aghast looking. "How dare you?!" Mina gasped dramatically. It was not effective.

"That!" He tried again, with nothing happening. The guards again said nothing simply mocking and acting surprised.

"You know, for being guards working for a madman, they are actually pretty funny." Tsu admitted. "Especially the ponytail one."

"He's trying to summon the Mark 42, right?" Uraraka asked to make sure.

"Yeah, it makes sense with why he asked for how far Miami is from Tennessee." Melissa confirmed.

Back with Kirishima, as he sweated and panted with the rising temperature, Touya kept heating the armor up. "Are you coming out?" Touya asked, his eyes blue and parts of his eyebrows now turning black.

Kirishima looked at his systems as they warned him of immediate ejection for his safety. "Do not open. Do not open. Do not open. Do not open." Kirishima pleaded.

The suit beeped. "Alright." Kirishima sighed. "Let's go."

The suit opened up and immediately Kirishima jumped out punching at Savin in front of him, stunning the EXTREMIS soldier before being swiftly kicked into a nearby table.

"Wait, why did he jump out?" Pony questioned.

"That baby's system was warning that the thermal temperature was too much for the suit to handle." Mei explained. "It must have opened up to release him as part of a security system to protect Spiky Hair."

Kirishima blinked at the name, poking and messing with his spiky hair.

"I would hate to imagine what would happen if he and the suit were in a volcano." Uraraka muttered, shivering at the thought of her classmate getting accidentally released into the molten lava.

Touya looked to Kirishima, glowing brighter and opening his mouth wide. Suddenly, a stream of blue fire blasted out his mouth and struck the staircase Kirishima was about to go to.

"Holy shit!" Kaminari jumped in his seat.

"Y-You're blue and you breathe fire?" Kirishima asked, momentarily astonished. "Okay."

"That's just unfair!" Nejire pouted. "How come he can breathe fire and Miss Ryukyu can't?"

"That's just how it is sometimes, Nejire." Ryukyu just shrugged but couldn't help but agree with her sidekick that breathing fire would be rather exciting.

Despite the comedic tone the two women held, Endeavor and Aizawa frowned at the sight of Touya unleashing blue fire. Endeavor's thoughts turned back to that fateful day of his battle against the High End Nomu. He recalled Dabi's appearance and how he stated he came to retrieve his Nomu before he had to retreat from Miruko's emergence. He remembered how he couldn't make out the Villain clearly, his vision damaged after the strike that Nomu did that gave him his scar, but he remembered the blue flames that surrounded them, produced by the Villain.

Aizawa likewise recalled his encounter with the patchwork enigma of the League of Villains, his own encounter at the Forest Training Camp Incident. He remembered the Villain's clone attempting to strike at him with a surprise blast of hot blue flames as well as the other copy that attacked Vlad and his students inside. The teacher found those blue flames and Dabi's rather similar.

Touya growled as his temperature began to lower; however, the white hairs above his black sideburns burned cobalt blue, the blue burning upwards, and his previously white hair became black.

"Woah, did you see that?" Ojiro pointed out. "Some of his hair just turned black there."

"Yeah, that's weird." Izuku muttered, writing down the info in his notebook. "Those black hairs on him could be some side effect of his body reacting to EXTREMIS that's exclusive to him like the blue flames. Todoroki, you said that your brother had his hair change color, right?"

"Yes." Todoroki nodded, eyes narrowed and frowning at his older brother's new information. "But he didn't get those hairs from using his Quirk, they just started happening as his body became more suited to an ice Quirk like my mother's. And his hair went from red to white, not white to black."

'Why does he seem so familiar?' Todoroki thought, his mind flashing for a moment back to the Forest Training Camp and the League's attack.

Savin walked up and pushed Kirishima into the wall, hitting his head and falling to the ground. "It's a glorious day, Savin." Todoroki said, his hands raised. He walked to the henchman with his suit jacket and grabbed it. "This time tomorrow, I'll have the West's most powerful leader in one hand, and the world's most feared terrorist in the other." He put his arms through the sleeves of the jacket one after the other when mentioning his hands. "I'll own the war on terror. Create supply and demand. For you, for your brothers and sisters."

Savin nodded, pleased.

"He's going to go after the President?" Pony asked, worried.

"So, he's going to start more war so that he can sell EXTREMIS to the military and make more EXTREMIS soldiers like him and Savin?" Kaminari guessed.

"No, there's something more here." Iida said, hand on his chin.

"What do you mean?" Uraraka asked.

"He said that he will own the World's most powerful leader in one hand and the most feared terrorist in the other." Iida repeated Touya's speech. "The terrorist is obviously the Mandarin, or the guise of the Mandarin that this Trevor plays, but the way he spoke about having the President in his hands doesn't match."

"You're right." Momo said, catching his line of thinking. "It doesn't add up. The way he spoke about having the Mandarin in hand, sounded like he owned the Mandarin. And it seems clear that he is going after the President, but the way he spoke made it sound like he will own the President in the same manner as the Mandarin. But how?"

"He said he will own the war on terror and create supply and demand...by controlling both sides." Izuku said, his eyes widened as he pieced the pieces together. "Touya may not own President Ellis given what we have seen of him, but he doesn't need to. What would happen to the President and any member of the line of succession should they die?"

Melissa's eyes widened, catching what Izuku was saying. "The Presidency will be taken up by the next available member, like the Vice President." She spoke.

"And if Touya goes after the President and kills him, and anyone else..." Momo's eyes widened as well.

"Then the Presidency will fall to a member of that succession line." Iida finished. "One that Touya Does own."

"So, Touya has a mole in the Presidency and its Cabinet members and with the President, and whoever else, dead, Touya's mole will become President and will give Todoroki the war and demand for his supply of EXTREMIS soldiers." Jurota summarized.

"Woah, that's...a rather smart and evil plan for an evil businessman." Sen said.

"The ultimate form of war profiteering by manufacturing the war itself." Kuroiro muttered.

Nezu smiled at the students, incredibly pleased by the deduction skills that the students displayed, most especially from Iida, Midoriya, Yaoyorozu, Jurota, and even Melissa. The latter of whom Nezu was more pleased with. The others had plenty of Hero training already, paired with their own intellect, to make that deduction, but the young Ms. Shield caught up rather quickly. An impressive show, one that Nezu found would make for training her, for when she eventually designs her own Iron Man-er Woman suit, with Ms. Hatsume's help.

"Trust me, you're gonna be in a puddle of blood." Katsuki warned as he continued doing his thing with his hands. "On the ground in Five, Four, Three...COME ON! Two..." He did it again, to the chagrin of the guards for Stark's sake.

"Okay, it was funny before, now this is just sad." Honenuki shook his head.

"Why is the Mark 42 not appearing?" Ibara asked.

"Either Stark miscalculated how fast it would take for the pieces of the suit to come, or the suit is still out of commission." Itsuka shrugged.

"How did we get this shift?" The watch breaking guard asked.

"Alright, I'm gonna give you a chance to escape." Katsuki said to the now sighing guards. "Put down your weapons. Tie yourselves to those chairs. I'll let you live. In five, four, Bang!"

"Ooh!" "Wow. That was-" The two guards mocked.

"You should be gone by now." Katsuki said, increasingly annoyed and frustrated. "You should've already been gone."

"I am just beyond terrified." The math-wiz guard mocked.

Bakugou replied to their mocking with two middle fingers this time, not caring if they couldn't see or register it.

"Here it comes." Katsuki said again. "Three, four-"

"Shut up." The guard said, his remaining amusement fading long ago and now annoyed.

"Five, four, three, two, one!" Katsuki counted quickly.

Just as he said one, something crashed through the window and smack the guard across the face as it flew past him. The Mark 42's right hand clasped around Stark's hand. "Told you." He spoke.

"Finally!" Bakugou threw his arms up. "Now Kill These Smartasses!"

A repulsor blast fired from the glove, blasting the other guy to the tables. The force of the blast spun Katsuki and the rack around, but Katsuki caught himself on the wall with the hand. He quickly ripped the ties of his other hand and was free.

"He's Loose!" Kirishima cheered.

The first guard got back up and rushed at him, yet Katsuki blocked his strikes and stunned him with a backhanded smack from his armored hand. The guard quickly recovered and tried to grab and jam his gun to his chest, Stark responding by grabbing his hands easily and struggled against the guard.

Stark heard a sound and looked out the window to see another armor piece crash through and reach him. The piece was his left leg and it formed clasped around it, he kicked the guard off of him and sent him flying back, his gun still in Stark's hand.

Stark raised the gun behind him and waited, before noticing that no other piece was coming. "Where's the rest?" He questioned.

"Oh yeah, if a hand and foot came, then why aren't the others crashing in?" Setsuna seconded Stark's question.

Back in Tennessee, Harley looked out his window to notice the door of his workshop garage moving and rattling like something trying to get out.

"Pfftt, well isn't that hilarious!" Monoma laughingly mocked. "Stark's most state of the art and advanced suit and it's pieces can't even break through a garage door! HAHAHAHA!"

And of course, Monoma was ironically saved by the 'inferior' class's members to keep Bakugou from blasting him.

"You science guys have any idea why those pieces that could break through stone walls aren't busting through wooden doors?" Kaminari asked.

"They probably activated through right next to the door and so had no momentum to truly push and break against it." Iida answered. "Though, something I want to note is that those two suit pieces made an 832-mile journey within a minute or two."

Harley quickly ran out with a cup to the rattling door and poured the cup's contents onto the lock. The lock hissed and Harley jumped to the ground, ducking. This hissing lock soon exploded and the rest of the Mark 42 rocketed out the door and into the sky, Harley watching with a smile.

"That was honestly an epic shot." Mic admitted.

Back with Stark, as he saw guards coming in through the hallway, he aimed his right hand towards them and fired a blast of energy at them, striking the roof and forcing the guards to duck for cover.

"Good." Snipe nodded. "He's laying down cover fire to keep those guards from rushing in and shooting him, especially when he has little protection and few places to cover from himself."

Stark tried to fly up, but with one hand and foot, he quickly spun as he flew upwards, pressing the trigger of his gun and firing bullets everywhere. Quickly, he stopped firing and reoriented himself, leaning on the top of the room by what remained of the window while his foot kept him lifted. As the guards peeked, Stark fired his gun at them, forcing them back to cover. With his chance, he rocketed forward while firing, floating swiftly down to the bottom, hiding behind the short level between the first and second floor. He peeked out and fired his gun, forcing an advancing guard to duck. He fired a repulsor blast at a pipe, creating a puff of cover which he used to fire at the guards.

"Impressive." Endeavor acknowledged. "Even with less stable control than he is likely used to, he managed to reorient and adjust himself very quickly, used his cover fire to get closer to them while gaining cover, and created further cover to blind his enemies who would be open for attack."

The gun, however, ran out of bullets to Stark's brief annoyance. He quickly ducked from the bullets from another guard, firing from behind a pillar, who ducked from his responding repulsor blast. A millisecond later, Katsuki dived to the ground, evading more bullets and firing another blast at the guards, the energy destroying part of the ledge and blasting him backwards, which he quickly spun around in a 180 degree turn. He leaned backwards, pointing his armored foot forward and fired up the thruster, shooting him backwards, performing a corkscrew spin before flipping into a superhero landing.

"Whoo! That was so sick and awesome!" Kaminari cheered.

"Quick evasion, resourcefulness, and adaptability." Edgeshot praised. "And mix it with offensive cover fire with his repulsor beams. Such skill and quick thinking are pro worthy."

Bakugou smirked under the praise of the pros, especially the Number 1 and Number 4 Heroes.

Taking only a moment to bask in his awesomeness, Stark quickly punched the guard to his left back. Noticing the guard coming out of cover, Katsuki leaned back at the last moment for the guard to fire and drive his fellow guard to duck. Stark drove him back with another repulsor blast. Stark looked to the guard on his right, who finished reloading, and fired backwards, striking the ducking guard to the ground, before grabbing the third guard's arms and aiming his gun at the guard on the ground. Stark stomped his armored foot onto one of the guard's feet, making him scream and press the trigger, shooting his fellow guard.

"Well thought." Aizawa nodded. "That stomp on the guard's foot forced him to pull the trigger as an involuntary reflex."

"Jesus, this guy's beating up a whole squad of goons with just an armored hand and a foot." Mic gazed at the fight, impressed and awed.

"Proves how skilled a Hero Stark is, with or without a suit." David commented.

Melissa caught what her father implied and caught his brief glance at her and smiled. She knew he was referring to her helpful contributions during the I-Island incident. She felt touched and joyful at her father's praise.

He fired the thruster of his foot and sent him and the guard to the wall. Stark flipped the stunned guard to the ground, taking his gun and pointing it and his glove towards the last guard below who came out.

The guard raised his hands in surrender. "Honestly, I hate working here." The guard admitted, dropping the gun. "They are so weird."

"This has to be smartest henchman I have ever seen." Hawks raised an eyebrow. "Guess he figured the money wasn't worth it."

"If only so many other henchmen thought the same." Ryukyu sighed, feeling pity for the criminals and minions that stood in the pro's way, and paid the price for their stupidity.

"Naw, not me." Miruko shook her head, smiling with bloodthirst. "If all henchmen gave up like that, who would I punt to the moon?"

"I don't think we should encourage such behavior towards the students." Toshinori deadpanned.

Stark wiggled his armored hand's fingers, the taking that as a sign to scram, and so he did.

As Stark made his way to the hallway, he was struck in the back with his other suit pieces, forming his back, right shoulder and arm and helmet. "Huh, better late than never." Stark said, turning around and bracing just in time for the crotch guard to land.

"Well, at least his balls didn't get damaged like last time." Setsuna snickered. "You and he might have a chance for kids in the future."

Ibara nearly passed out from all the blood rushing to her face. Bakugou almost murdered Setsuna if Aizawa didn't tie him down.

The suit's chest stuck onto him before he turned and ran down the hall. Coming outside, he looked up and raised his remaining led and then hand to receive the associating armor. "Not this time." Stark muttered. "Not the face." He latched his hand out and grabbed the face plate.

"At least, he learns from his mistakes." Asui commented.

He placed the face plate manually, the whole Mark 42 as a whole. "Phew! It's good to be back." Stark sighed. "Hello, by the way."

"Oh, hello, sir." Jarvis greeted back.

Iron Man looked up to see a helicopter taking off in one direction and the Iron Patriot armor flying off in another.

"Kirishima is not flying it, is he?" Mina guessed.

"Nope." Melissa shook her head.

With Kirishima, he got up groggily as a guard on the coms announced, "All personnel, Stark is loose and somewhere in the compound. Repeat, stark is loose and somewhere in the compound." Kirishima quickly got up and ran up the no-longer-on-fire stairs.

Stark stumbled out of the archway he was under and looked to the open sky. "Ah! Let's go!" he stuck his palms down, ready to take off...only for the thrusters to misfire and fail. "Aw, crap."

"Okay seriously, this is just getting ridiculous!" Kamakiri shouted. "How is this suit failing this much?!"

"Well, Jarvis did say this suit was still a prototype and it sustained lots of damage after the attack on Stark Manor-"

"Shut it!" Kamakiri cut Shoda off. "That was a rhetorical question."

A guard yelped as he fell from a balcony to the grass, Kirishima jumping off the ledge catch up with him. The guard barely got up before a swift right hook from Ejiro knocked him out. Kirishima quickly dug into the guard's jacket for a phone.

Katsuki grunted as he, stumbly, walked down a flight of stairs.

"And why is it that he's walking like toddler going down the stairs?" Uraraka questioned.

"Perhaps the because the steps are narrower than the ones in his manor and he's walking down them in a suit of armor with large armored boots." Izuku answered.

Kirishima got the guard's phone and started calling just as he saw and heard the Iron Patriot suit flying off in the distance. "Katsuki!" Kirishima called.

"Kiri, tell me that was you in the suit?" Katsuki questioned.

"No." Kirishima answered. "You got yours?"

"Um, Kind of." Stark replied. "Main house, as fast as you can. There's somebody I'd like you to meet."

Kirishima took off for the house as instructed.

"Going after Trevor?" Koda asked.

"Most likely." Shoji nodded. "He may be an actor, and a drunk, foolish one at that, but he is still complicit in this conspiracy and organization. And arressting and extracting the information he has to the authorities could help unravel Todoroki's plans."

Inside the house, Trevor snored on his recliner while a few women in bedazzled bikinis drank and played ping pong.

Mineta drooled at the sight of the bikini clad like a drooling dog.

"Okay, dude, seriously, you got to get it together, man." Sero complained. "You can't just drool over anything that has pair of boobs."

"You, you, you! Move Get out!" One of the two guards that rushed in yelled, the girls in response running out in a fright.

"Aww!" Mineta groaned, disappointed.

"He's not gonna listen, is he?" Sero sighed, defeated.

"This is Mineta we're talking, man." Kirishima patted his friend's shoulder. "It would be easier for Shigaraki and the League to come out and just surrender without a fight."

The two guards looked around the room while the other reported in. "The room is secure. I have eyes on the Mandarin." The guard reported.

Iron Man walked through the door of another room, a paddle in hand and a case in another. "What's this? I had winners." Stark quipped.

The guards turned and fired at him, the bullets bouncing uselessly off his armor. Suddenly, Kirishima crashed through the glass door and landed on his back, firing his gun and shooting one guard dead, before ducking from the other's fire. Trevor snorted awake and drunkenly started drinking from his beer, like nothing was happening.

"Okay, how drunk or high do you have to be to just act like nothing like this is happening?" Mandalay perked an eyebrow.

"I don't think you want to know the answer, Shino." Ragdoll replied.

"Kiri, was it really neccessary of you to just crash through the glass door like that?" Mina asked, her own eyebrow raised.

"W-Well, the door might have been locked." Kirishima weakly defended himself.

"Then why didn't you just kicked the door open or break the glass with an object from outside?" Izuku asked.

"W-Well, I-I...uh..." Kirishima struggled to find an excuse.

"You just wanted to look cool, didn't you, Red Riot?" Fat Gum said, his grin and tone teasing.

Kirishima sighed in defeat and weakly nodded, to his Hero mentor and friend's laughter.

Kirishima fired again and killed the other guard. With the room secured, Stark's face plate came up and walked in.

"What have you come as?" Trevor asked.

"Ooh, I know this one!" Setsuna acted like an excited toddler. "The Tin Man from Oz."

"Fuck You!" Bakugou cursed at her.

Kirishima, in response, placed his foot on the actor's shoulder and pushed him and the recliner forward, pinning him. "You make a move, and I break your face." Kirishima warned, aiming his gun at Trevor's face.

"I never thought people had been hurt." Trevor replied. "They lied to me"

"Weak defense, or the truth?" Hawks asked the current Number 1 Pro.

"Matters not, in the end." Endeavor crossed his arms.

Kirishima looked at Katsuki with confusion and disbelief. "This is the Mandarin?" He questioned loudly.

"Yeah, I know, it's-it's embarrassing." Stark sighed and nodded.

"Understatement of the century." Momo sighed, and agreed with the billionaire Hero, Izuku, Iida, Jurota, and the others nodded in equal shame for not realizing this sooner.

"Hey, don't be so down, young zygotes." All Might called out, buffed up. "While you are smart and wise, all of you, you still have much learn, and the admittance of failure is the first step to improving oneself!"

"As if you didn't know either." Aizawa called All Might out, who debuffed and hacked blood in response.

"Hi, Trevor. Trevor Slattery." Trevor tried introducing himself with a handshake, only for Ejiro to slap it away. "I know I'm shorter in person. A bit smaller. Everyone says that. But, um, hey, if you're here to arrest me, uh, there's some people I'd like to roll on."

"Here's how it works, Meryl Streep." Stark cut Trevor off. "You tell him where Ibara is, and he'll stop doing it."

"Doing what?" Trevor asked, confused. Kirishima answered him by pressing the tip of his recently fired, and hot, gun onto his ear, earning a yelp of pain. "Oh! I get it! Ow! That hurt. I get it! I get it!"

"That burns?" Pony asked.

"When a gun is fired and the bullet is launched, it's shell absorbs the heat of the reaction and carries it with it and the chamber has a good deal more metal in it than the barrel of the gun, so it takes more energy to heat it up, meaning more heat." Mei responded. "So, if a bullet is fired recently, the barrel of the gun will get hot, but will cool down after a bit."

"And you know this much because?" Itsuka asked nervously.

"I'm an Inventor!" Mei proudly declared. "I know these things!"

"She was curious about how it felt when she fired one of her 'babies' and burnt herself a bit in the cheek." Power Loader spoke up.

"Mr. Power Loader! I told you that in confidence!" Mei whined towards her teacher and mentor.

While the group laughed, both at the truth and Mei's pouting, the pink dreadlock haired girl didn't pout for long when she noticed Eri and Izuku among those chuckling and smiling at her. Mei quickly forgot what she was so angry about and smiled back to Eri's delight and Midoriya's blush, to Mei's further delight.

Kirishima nodded him to continue. "I don't know about any Ibara, but I know about the plan."

"Spill." Katsuki said.

"Do you know what they did to my suit?" Kirishima questioned.

"What? No." Trevor replied to Kirishima's disappointment. "But I do know it's happening off the coast. Something to do with a big boat. I can take you there." Trevor looked to the television screen and exclaimed, the two looking to see the soccer game and a team scoring. "Ole, ole, ole, ole!"

"Katsuki, I swear to God, I'm gonna blow his face off." Kirishima warned, his patience running thin.

"Kirishima, that sounded offly Bakugou of you." Tetsutetsu teased. "Are you sure he isn't rubbing off on you?"

"No, that can't be!" Mina gasped dramatically. "I refuse to have some ruffian corrupt my best horn buddy!"

"Don't worry, Mom!" Kirishima exclaimed, childishly. "Mr. Bakubro is not a bad influence. He's just short tempered."

"I hate you all." Bakugou grumbled angrily through their laughter.

"Oh, and this next bit may include the Vice President as well." Trevor then revealed. "Is that-Is that important?"

"Somewhat." "Yeah, a little bit." The two responded.

"The Vice President?" David frowned.

While Trevor nodded, Stark motioned to talk, Kirishima getting off of Trevor and towards Stark. "So?" Stark said.

"What are we gonna do?" Ejiro questioned. "I mean we don't have any transport. You're sure your suit can fly."

"Positive, given time." Katsuki affirmed. The two heard a pop and turned to see Trevor popping open another beer. "Hey, Ringo. Didn't you say something about a 'lovely speedboat'?"

The scene changed to Trevor's speedboat sailing the waters of Miami, with Stark and Kirishima on board.

"Ah, sailing in a speedboat remind me of me and my family's lovely vacation on the family yacht by the Caribbean coast." Momo sighed fondly. "It was such a wonderful time with Mother and Father and the banquet meal."

Uraraka fainted in her seat, eyes wide with shock and disbelief. Momo wailed in fright and tried to reawake Uraraka, apologizing for accidentally flaunting her family's wealth.

"If he's right about the location, we're 20 minutes from where Ibara is." Katsuki said, his helmet taken off.

"But we also have to figure out this Vice President thing, right?" Ejiro mentioned.

"Right." Katsuki nodded. "I wonder who I'm calling right now." Katsuki looked at his phone. "Oh! It's the Vice President."

Over at the White House, the Vice President was just thanking someone while his guests and family members celebrated a Christmas party. He looked at his phone as it rang and answered. "Hello?" The Vice President answered.

"Sir, this is Katsuki Stark." Katsuki introduced himself.

"Welcome back to the land of the living." The VP replied.

"He took to believing Stark rather quickly." Nezu noted, scratching his furry chin suspiciously.

"We believe you're about to be drawn into the Mandarin campaign." Stark revealed. "And we gotta get you somewhere safe as soon as possible."

"Mr. Stark, I'm about to eat honey-roast ham, surrounded by the Agency's finest." He responded. "The President's safe on Air Force One with Colonel Kirishima. I think we're good, here."

"They are going after the President!" Pony gasped.

"But then how is the Vice President a part of this?" Kinoko asked. "Is one of the Secret Service an EXTREMIS spy that's going to kill him?"

"Sir, This is Colonel Kirishima." Kirishima spoke up. "They're using the Iron Patriot as a Trojan Horse. They're gonna take out the President somehow. We have to immediately alert that plane."

"Okay, I'm on it." The VP nodded. "I'll have security lock it down. If need be, they can have F-22s in the air in 30 seconds. Thank you, Colonel."

"Kirishima and Stark out." Kirishima signed off as they ended the call.

The Vice President looked at his phone as the call ended. "Everything okay, sir?" A member of the Secret Service appeared and asked.

The Vice President simply smiled. "Couldn't be better." He replied, giving the man his phone.

"...Wait, what?!" Melissa gasped, shocked.

He walked back to the room with the guests, smiling at one in particular: a little girl in a wheelchair with a big teddy bear. "I love you, baby." The VP said to the girl, kissing her head, the screen panning down to see the girl was missing a leg.

"He's Touya's mole." Shoto revealed. "Touya must have promised him a perfected EXTREMIS for his crippled daughter and restore her leg to be his spy."

"He must have been the one to have given the President's phone number to Touya and the Mandarin for their call in that video." Jurota added.

"And if President Ellis is killed and sparks a full war against the Mandarin, then Todoroki will have the leaders of both the east and west in his pocket and produce more EXTREMIS soldiers for both sides for profit and influence." Izuku finished summarizing Touya's plan.

The President walked a red carpet towards Air Force One, flanked on both sides by men saluting him. He heard a noise coming from above and looked up to see the Iron Patriot flying down, landing at the back in a crouch.

As the imposter Patriot walked up to him, President Ellis saluted him. "Colonel Kirishima." He greeted. "Glad to see you could make it, son. I feel safer already."

The imposter simply saluted and nodded back, walking up the steps with the President into Air Force One.

"Wait, that's it?" Mount Lady questioned, incredulous. "No words needed, just fully accept him as Kirishima with a salute and nod?"

"Kirishima is the only one who flies the Iron Patriot suit, so seeing him fly with it wouldn't be much of an issue." Kamui replied.

"Plus, they might have had some techno thingamajig to record and play the Colonel's words to sell it, if they needed to." Death Arms added.

"We got to make a decision." Kirishima said as they continued sailing. "We can either save the President, or Ibara. We can't do both."

"If it comes down to my life or the life of the country's leader and keeping such a madman from starting a needless war for greed, then I would happily trade my life." Ibara replied, seriously.

Bakugou wanted to reply, 'to Hell with that self-sacrifice bullshit', but knew she was ultimately right. If All Might and Deku taught him anything, it's that being a Hero means to put the needs and lives of others before his own wants and desires. Didn't mean that he still wouldn't like it and would save her if he can in a heartbeat.

Katsuki looked at his friend, conflicted. "Sir, I have an update from Malibu." Jarvis reported in, Katsuki walking down the boat for some more privacy. "The cranes have finally arrived, and the cellar doors are being cleared as we speak." Kirishima overheard and looked puzzled.

"Malibu?" Mirio repeated. "Are they talking about what's left of Stark Manor?"

"The cranes must be clearing the debris of what's left of the manor." Tamaki stated.

"But why does that matter right now?" Nejire questioned further. "And what's in the cellar that's so important?"

"I suppose we will find out soon." Izuku replied.

"And what about the suit I'm wearing?" Stark pulled out the cords attached to the Mark 42, that were attached to a large battery.

"The armor is now at 92%." Jarvis informed.

"That's gonna have to do." Stark muttered.

"Alright, that sounds promising." Power Loader muttered. "Maybe be able to fly, but with its condition, I'm wary of more malfunctions."

On Air Force One, the imposter Patriot walked up to a pair of clocks. Looking at the middle one as it chimed that it was 5:00, faux Patriot walked down the row faster towards two agents.

"Oh! Here he comes. Here he comes." One of the agents said, excited, pulling out his phone. "Get a quick picture."

Just as his partner took the camera and the agent tried to pose for a picture, the faux Patriot pushed the two through the door and closed it behind them. Flexing his hand, the glove of the Iron Patriot retracted for the imposter's hand to come out, heating up with EXTREMIS and melted the door handle, trapping them.

Izuku and Bakugou looked at each other, nodding and confirming that they shared the same suspicions of who was the one piloting the Iron Patriot.

The Patriot walked into a room to see a few Cabinet members and Secret Service. The imposter looked at the men, facial recognition scanning them, until the imposter found a target match. "Everything alright, Colonel?" The man asked.

The Patriot responded by graving a nearby miniature statue and flung it at the man, the sharp tip piercing through his heart, killing him.

"Dammit!" Kirishima cursed, seeing his suit being used to infiltrate and murder an innocent man.

The Secret Service opened fire, the bullets harmlessly bouncing off the armor. The imposter Patriot walked up to one of agents and flung him to the wall, knocking out another agent. A third continued firing at him, making the man inside flinch and cover his arms around his face. One of the bullet ricochets and struck a hole through a window, air hissing outward. The imposter raised his hand and flexed, accidentally firing a repulsor blast and burying the agent in the wall, slump.

Tsukauchi growled, fists clenching to see such brave men fight and die against this monster.

"That's not good." Hawks narrowed his eyes. "That open window could lead to cabin depressurization and cause the ship to lose oxygen or even make a bigger hole."

The imposter snickered inside, looking at the hand that fired the blast. One of the agents got up to grab him from behind, only to get grabbed instead, smashed against the roof of the plane and then slammed onto the table. The imposter grabbed the man's gun and fired at two agents that came in, killing them. The man in the wall tried to fire on him, defiantly, only to get shot and killed.

"Bastard." Melissa and Mei growled, the both of them incensed to see the Iron Man suits once again being used for evil, like Stane, Hammer, and Whiplash before.

The President ducked underneath a desk with an agent; however, the Iron Patriot's hand smashed through the desk, grabbed the agent and flung him away. Looking at the gun that fell to the ground, President Ellis made to grab it. Iron Patriot instead slammed and pinned him against the wall.

The face plate opened up to reveal Savin. "It's an honor, Mr. President." He spoke.

'Kenji.' Izuku and Bakugou both thought, still grumbling displeased at how their past keeps coming back to haunt them with the faces of Izuku's tormentors and Bakugou's lackies as Villains in this world.

"If you're gonna do it, do it!" Ellis barked back, defiant.

"Whoa! Cool your boots, sir." Savin shook his head. "That's not how the Mandarin works."

"Wait, he's not going to kill him?" Ibara questioned, hopefully.

"Non." Aoyama shook his head. "The Mandarin they portray is one of theatrics and spectacle. They will most likely capture the President and kill him in a more dramatic show for the world to see, sparking outrage and pretense for war."

"Sir, Air Force One has been compromised." A soldier in a control room reported. "Internal shots, temperature spikes."

"Get me eyes on it now." The commanding officer responded.

"Image coming through now, sir." The soldier responded, pulling a zoomed in satellite imaging of the Iron Patriot suit flying out of the plane.

"Was that Kirishima?" The man questioned.

Back on the plane, Savin walked down the steps, wearing a cap and strapping a parachute onto him.

"If Savin is there, then the President must be in the Iron Patriot suit." Momo deduced easily. "Likely being remotely piloted by Touya to wherever he is for the spectacle they will want him for."

Inspecting around, Savin heard banging. He looked towards the door he burned shut. "Is anyone there?" A man on the other side spoke.

"Let us out!" A woman followed him, banging on the door.

Savin then heard a strange sound coming from outside the plane. Looking out a window to inspect it, another window was smashed, Iron Man's palm blasting Savin to the ground. Savin got up and looked to where the blast came from, expecting Iron Man to come out through there. He didn't expect Iron Man coming at him from behind, grabbing him, and pinning him against the wall.

"The President." Katsuki demanded to know; his palm raised at him. "Now."

"Get off of him, you idiot, before-" Bakugou tries to yell at his counterpart, only to be cut off by Savin.

"He's not here." Savin responded with a smile.

Savin's heated hand shot up and grabbed the hand that pinned him. Iron Man seized up, the mechanisms and electronics in the suit grinding and crackling in malfunction. Stark groaned at the heat.

"God Dammit!" Bakugou cursed again.

"Well, in his best defense he didn't run into the same problem as Kirishima, so he wouldn't know about that danger." Tetsutetsu defended Stark's mistake.

"Try the jet stream?" Savin asked. "Speaking of which," Savin brought up his other hand, holding a detonator. "Go fish." He pressed the button.

An explosion occurred at the back of the plane, those that were trapped behind the door now clinging onto their seats for dear life at the rush of air that was pulling them out of the plane. One by one, the passengers flew out the plane and began falling, screaming.

"Oh no!" Uraraka cried out, horrified.

"Kenji." Izuku muttered.

Iron Man tried slamming his arm down on the EXTREMIS soldier, Savin grabbing and blocking that as well, crossing Stark's arms. Savin pulled down, Iron Man pushing back with all he got. Suddenly, the arc reactor in his chest hummed in power. Iron Man raised his arms upward forcefully, shoving Savin back. A moment later, Iron Man's Unibeam fired, blasting through Savin's chest and the wall.

Savin coughed, the glow of EXTREMIS rapidly fading.

"Walk away from that, you son of a bitch." Stark taunted.

With the last of EXTREMIS's glow gone, Savin slumped to the floor, dead.

"So, killing an EXTREMIS soldier does simply require a fatal enough attack that their regeneration cannot recover from." Jurota analyzed. "That lady he blew up, Ellen Brant if I recall correctly, must have had her internal organs destroyed by the explosion and electricity of those telephone wires."

"And Stark's unibeam must have destroyed Savin's lungs and heart." Iida added.

Izuku and Bakugou frowned as Kenji's counterpart slumped dead. Their previous past tormentors/lackies, Tsubasa as Raza and Yubi as Obidiah Stane, were never really killed by Bakugou personally, but rather from someone else. Raza was killed by Stane and his guards, while Stane himself perished due to the arc reactor that Ibara overloaded, to which his body fell into the reactor and exploded.

But seeing his counterpart actually kill the counterpart to someone they knew was a different experience for Bakugou, and Izuku as well. They both of them knew that Stark had no choice and there were lives to save, and that the man on the screen was not same as the kid that stood by and laughed while Bakugou gave Deku that infamous 'advice', but that didn't stop them from replacing Savin's face with Kenji's and wonder, like all the other EXTREMIS soldiers, if there was a chance they wouldn't have become this if they had got the help they needed.

Izuku wondered for the first the time what became of Kenji after Aldera. Did he try to go for a Hero school like U.A.? Did he fail? Did Kenji see him during the Sports Festival? Was he surprised? Did Kenji hate him still, even more than before? And was his life going down a dark path that he might otherwise prevent?

Izuku shook his head, thinking back to what All Might taught him. 'I can't save everyone in the world. No Hero can. But I can save the ones that I can reach.'

Stark rocketed through the closed door to see the last of the passengers flying out the hole screaming. Stark flew after, hovering as he inspected the falling passengers. "How many?" Stark asked.

"Thirteen, sir." Jarvis reported, the hud locking onto the thirteen passengers.

"Jesus." Mount Lady cursed. "I don't think that suit is fast enough to catch 13 people and drop them safely on the ground one after another."

"How many can I carry?" Stark asked further.

"Four, sir." Jarvis replied.

"Quite the predicament." Edgeshot muttered, interested to see what Bakugou does.

Hawks wish he could be there, as it would have been incredibly easy for him to save all those people with only one feather a person still leaving him enough to fly.

Stark flew down after the passengers. Locking onto one flight attendant, Stark flew towards her and grabbed her from the air. "Slow down. Slow down, relax." Stark tried easing the frightened attendant. "What's your name?" He spotted her name tag. "Heather?"

"Smart." Ryukyu nodded. "Whenever you are placed in a similar situation, it's important to calm the individual you are saving as much as possible. Their squirming or screams of panic can otherwise be a distraction that could lead to negative consequences."

Behind them, the plane exploded while the other people in the air continued falling and screaming.

"Well, if we needed any more proof that Savin died." Kamakiri gestured to the screen.

"What about the pilots of the plane?" Shoda inquired.

"...Oh, dear." Manga said simply, his emoticon of choice a shocked face one (:O).

"Listen to me. See that guy?" Iron Man began, gesturing towards a nearby passenger. "I'm gonna swing by, you're just gonna grab him. You got it?"

"Interesting." Nezu said, grinning. "Is he doing what I believe he is?"

"Perhaps." Aizawa replied, on the same train of thought.

Heather only had time to asked "What?" before Stark flew off towards him.

As they neared him, Stark said "I'll electrify your arm, you won't be able to open your hand. You can do this Heather."

"Oooh, that's big brain." Kaminari tapped the side of his head. "The electricity will paralyze her arm in place, so she won't likely let go or slip off by accident."

That earned him the stares of the group.

"What?" Kaminari questioned. "My Quirk involves electricity. I'm not stupid enough to not know everything I can about how my Quirk could affect others."

Stark and Heather flew closer towards the man, Heather's arm now wrapped around Katsuki's right side and her other outstretched for the man. As they neared the man, Stark slowed down their velocity as she made to grab the man. After failing the first time, she tried again, successfully grabbing his leg.

"Easy, see?" Stark asked. "Eleven more to go." Stark began flying towards the others. "Remember that game called Barrel of Monkeys? That's what we're going to do."

"Brilliant!" Momo exclaimed, her wide eyes lighting up. "Stark's suit can only allow him to grab and lift four people directly, but if he distributes that weight between all 13 of them, then he could theoretically lift all 13 of them!"

While Bakugou basked at his own brilliance, really Stark's brilliance, Izuku gazed in wonder at Yaoyorozu's eyes. Not that she quickly understood, although that was attractive enough to his own intellectual brain, but the way her eyes lit up, with literal sparkles, when she understood something or when she is super excited about something, that twinkle Izuku never realized why that always made his heart skip a beat, why he always wished to make her smile more. And now he did.

'I really am such an oblivious moron.' Izuku admitted, smiling lovingly at those beautiful, wonderful onyx eyes attached to an equally beautiful, amazing woman.

"12,000 feet." Jarvis warned.

"Come on, people. Everybody, grab your monkey." Iron Man ordered.

Reaching another passenger, the man they caught grabbed him and the third caught passenger caught a fourth.

"It's working!" Pony cheered.

"Nice." Stark said.

A woman managed to grab him from behind, latching onto his back.

"Okay, if Stark can hold a maximum of 4 people on his person directly, then he should be fine with that." Izuku wrote down a drawing of events. "He could allow himself to grab another one with his left arm and use his leg thrusters to keep him aloft, but given the distribution of weight, another person grabbing him by his back might be pushing it.

"10,000 feet." Jarvis counted down again.

Locking onto another target, and the hud calculating for him, Stark's other palm stopped firing, only flying by his feet, and reached out to him and grabbed him. Meanwhile, the fourth caught passenger made to grab another.

"Come on, people!" Stark urged them, as he failed the first time. "Come on, come on, come on!"

Finally, he grabbed him by the foot of his pants. Then that man grabbed another one. "Yeah!" Katsuki roared.

The students began cheering and clapping alongside Stark, Bakugou grinning in satisfaction.

Iron Man and the eventually caught 12 passengers then flew towards the final 13th. "1,000 feet." Jarvis warned. The final man screamed as he hurled closer to the water. "400 feet."

"200 feet." Jarvis warned again, the last 'monkey' on the right reaching out for the man.

"Shut up, we get it already!" Bakugou snapped. "I have eyes, you stupid A.I."

Both Ojiro and F.R.I.D.A.Y. took slight offense at that, one for likely being his counterpart and the other for the insult on another A.I., more specifically the original basis for herself.

"He's a chunky monkey, let's get him." Iron Man joked.

"Okay, that was a little rude and unnecessary." Hagakure pouted, subconsciously hugging herself.

"Why are you so self-conscious?" Mina raised an eyebrow. "I checked your body. It's nowhere near chubby. Plus, you're invisible."

"It's not like I can check or keep track of it myself." Toru blushed.

Mineta tuned out the rest of what they said after Mina said that she 'checked' Toru's body. A line of bleed escaped down his nose as his perverted mind conjured an image of Mina groping Hagakure's invisible body.

When they neared him, to see his surprised face, Stark smiled. "Hello."

As the final passenger was caught, Stark fired the thrusters in his sides, sending him and the passengers up, the last passenger barely scraping the river below as they elevated.

"YES!" The students cheered and exclaimed.

"Yay!" Eri and Kouta cheered, as well.

Breaks released out around Stark's ankles as they slowed down. They lowered near the river and the passengers fell to the water more safely. Stark spun and hovered backwards, looking back towards the passengers, safely floating in the water and cheering and praying at him in thanks, while a nearby boat sailed towards them.

"And he let them down on the water as they the height of their fall now would be safe." Nezu clapped in congratulations. "Well done and thought out."

Bakugou felt like the king of the world with all the praise and cheers for him and his counterpart.

"Nice work, guys!" Stark congratulated his 'monkeys'. "Excellent. Good team effort all around. Go us."

"Alright, Jarvis. But it's only half-done." Stark said to his A.I., as he continued flying backwards. "We've still got to get Ibara-"

A trunk honk was all the warning he got when the suit made it to the bridge he was hovering towards, and as he turned around the suit was struck by a truck.

"OOOH!" The students cringed at the impact.

The pieces of the Mark 42 were spread on the road.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Ibara screamed. Others joined her, including Kaminari, who's shriek sounded rather girlish.

All the empty pieces of the Mark 42.

"Huh?" Was the next thought that rolled in their heads.

Katsuki Stark's face was shown flinching at the sudden impact. He opened his eyes and blew a sigh. "Phew. That came out of nowhere." He sighed. "Wow."

The darkness that his face was surrounded by was met with sunlight as Kirishima opened the door, revealing Stark operating the suit like a drone.

"Oh my god." Ibara breathed out a sigh of relief, the others joining her in her relief. Including Bakugou, despite trying to keep cool.

"Jesus." Izuku gasped out, hand over his heart, calming down the heart attack that was coming.

"Phew, I thought he was just isekai'd into pieces." Sero let out a joke with a nervous chuckle.

"No kidding." Kaminari nodded. He then heard the cracking of a voice. He looked over to see Jirou looking at him, red-faced and hands over her mouth. "What?!"

"Y-You screamed like a girl!" Kyoka burst out laughing, hugging her sides.

Kaminari blushed like a tomato as everyone caught on and began laughing too.

"Give me some good news, man." Kirishima said.

"I think they all made it." Katsuki answered, turning off his remote hub.

"Oh, thank God." Ejiro breathed out in relief.

"Yeah, but I missed the President." Katsuki mentioned. "Think he was flown off in your suit."

Kirishima scoffed. "You couldn't save the President with the suit, how are we going to save Ibara without one?" Kirishima questioned, feeling hopeless.

Katsuki's pensive mind came alive with realization. "Uh...Say, Jarvis, is it that time?" Stark asked.

"The House Party Protocol, sir?" Jarvis inferred.

"House Party?" Melissa perked up, confused.

"Correct." Katsuki nodded, smirking.

Back over at the ruins of Stark Manor, cranes were seen from far, picking up the pieces of large rubble from what remained of the manor.

"Oh, look it's cranes." Uraraka pointed out. "The same ones that Stark mentioned before? The ones that were clearing the Manor?"

"But why is this so important?" Itsuka asked.

As the screen paned closer to a construction worker shoveling dirt and rubble into his barrel, the floor beside him began to move. The worker looked to see the cellar doors opening up, rubble falling into the dark hole. A dark hole that was being illuminated by dozens of white circles turning on one by one.

Jaws began dropping one by one as more white circles lit on.

"Oh. My. God." Melissa gaped in awe.

This time, Mei feinted, a delirious smile on her face.

Izuku's analytical brain screamed in jubilation.

And Bakugou let out a bloodthirsty grin. "You're history, you son of a bitch." Stark's counterpart growled towards the EXTREMIS villain keeping his girl hostage.

The guard quickly backed up as he saw multiple somethings starting to fly up and towards the sky.

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AAAAAANNNNNDDDDD SCENE! And that was part 3 of 4, next chapter the conclusion of Iron Man 3. Hurray! And then afterwards...Thor...The Dark World...NNNOOOOOOOOOO!

Ahem. I'm fine. I'm okay. Let's get this end notes over with. Ahem. I hope you guys liked this chapter. Apologies are in order, for the hundredth time, for the long update time. I would say I have an excuse like real world problems or something, but I was just lazy and bored, and every time I tried to write it literally felt like my creative mini me inside my head was banging on a brick wall. But I managed to finish this, and just time for Halloween! Maybe I can keep this creative streak going and put out a new Death battle video before the month is done. Probably not but wouldn't that be a real Halloween treat.

Anyways, so this chapter and next chapter were actually quite difficult for me because I was struggling whether to end things off when Stark asked Trevor for the boat or the House Party Protocol flying off. In the end, it came down to whether I felt the final part had enough content to react and I'm pretty confident it does.

As for this chapter, we had a lot, Maya's betrayal, redemption, and death, Bakugou and Melissa struggling through doubts of their own, Bakugou's being possibly freezing up at a crucial time, which I hope you guys know what I'm alluding to, and Melissa on whether she can handle the Hero gig when to her, she's copying Iron Man, and with Izuku's words helping to snap them out of their funk. And if you are confused and aghast why Izuku did quite un-Izuku like thing there, basically, Izuku knows at this point what Bakugou responds to, and what to say to get through to him.

We also had more on Touya here, and yes, I did make that change of color for Touya's EXTREMIS because of you know what. And given what's now happening in the anime, I'll just leave it off like that without too much spoilers. Even though this story already is spoiling so much of the events of the manga. Speaking of which, how do you guys feel about Izuku's rather OP Quirk from the 2nd user? Or the metamorphic Quirk riots? I found them to be rather on the nose in terms of how they are parodying real world racism and the BLM riots, where a good cause is used by idiotic and stupid people to do idiotic and stupid things like destroy businesses and property, even those owned by black people, and the leaders taking the donated money to buy a condo or something.

Moving on from angering dozens of fragile people with that hot take, then we had Touya's admittance of suicidal thoughts back at that rooftop and that was actually one of the first things I had thought and used to cement my decision for Bakugou's MCU counterpart to be Iron Man. Izuku's reaction to this also left an impact, and his imaginative idea of himself as a Villain is inspired by many other fanfics and fan drawings of Villain Deku, most specifically the Villain Deku from Demongem, a novelist and illustrator who made the Villain Deku humiliates videos and drawings. Check him out on Youtube or Twitter because his stuff is awesome.

Also, I hope you guys liked how I handled the Mandarin reveal and how explosive Bakugou was that he broke the fourth wall and busted my systems. Also, in case anyone is confused, the Mandarin Does have a counterpart in the MHA world, it's just that I felt it fitting that since he turned out to be no one actually important, that his counterpart in MHA is also just a random nobody, an anticlimactic reveal just as anticlimactic as Trevor was. And as for those characters that you guys predicted would be the Mandarin, I thought about them and decided that they would be more suitable for other MCU characters. Like I don't 'Hate' Mineta enough to make someone as pointless as Trevor.

Actually, did you know that a poll found out that Mineta is actually the most hated character in MHA by more than 73%? 6.63-4 of that vote makes All For One the second most hated, and Bakugou and Deku clashing for 3rd-4th place or 4th-5th place, I don't remember. Just an interesting fact that I wanted to share.

Well, that's it for the chapter! Hope you guys liked it, keep commenting what other counterpart predictions you think will occur, check out my other stories here and in AO3, still looking for an author to take up my two story ideas, and keep each other safe and healthy.

This has been Zayden StormVoid and see you all in the next chapter. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to continue dancing with that, as my brother calls him, zesty Future Devil.

DORYOKU, MIRARI, A BEAUTIFUL STAR! DORYOKU, MIRARI, A BEAUTIFUL STAR! DORYOKU, MIRARI, A BEAUTIFUL STAR! DORYOKU, MIRARI, A BEAUTIFUL STAR!