The day of reckoning had finally arrived and to say I was nervous, is a laughable joke.

Today Class 1-A will be heading to USJ for our training which will be about how to survive a mass villain attack. To finally realize what it is like to be a true hero of society.

I can't say I'm nervous but I can't say I'm happy with the predicament. I would have much rather just been transported into a world where there was no such thing as the League of Villains or All for One so I can live my life peacefully with my classmates.

But, that wouldn't be a shonen manga whatsoever.

Who'll get exposed? Who'll betray who? What information will be revealed during this fateful meeting? So many questions yet everyone on this bus is acting like it's a normal school field trip.

"Well, if you're talking about flashy and strong, it's gotta be Todoroki, Bakugou, and Mina, right?" Oh, so they think I'm part of the big three?

"Me?" I questioned looking at everyone who nodded their heads eagerly.

Midoriya smiled while activating his fanboy mode. "Yeah! Your quirk can be useful in any combat situation since it can be used in both short and long-range, allowing you to be on both offense and defense. That and the fact that everyone likes you because of your personality I'm sure you'll be able to get into the top 10 heroes, maybe even 5!" He continued rambling on as I shrank in my seat receiving more and more compliments.

But what he said wasn't untrue. Now that Mina is considered smart since I've entered the body, adding the fact that this quirk is pretty powerful if trained and developed… I could make the billboard, I just need to get stronger.

Which is pretty hard since I don't know where to start.

"Bakugou's always mad, so he doesn't seem like he'll be popular." Tsuyu commented with a sly smile as I snorted, leaning back on my seat.

"WHAT THE HELL! YOU WANNA FIGHT!?" He yelled, tiny explosions sparking from the palm of his hands as I heard someone giggling.

"See?"

Kaminari rolled his eyes and smiled cheekily. "We haven't known each other for that long, so it's amazing that everyone already knows your personality is crap steeped in sewage."

"WHAT'S WITH THE VOCAB, BASTARD!? I'LL KILL YOU!" The blonde roared as I sighed, rubbing my temples. Poor Jirou having to sit next to teen angst.

I placed my chin on my palm before turning to Bakugou, deciding to jump on the hate bandwagon. "Calm down, Kacchan. You need to tone it down a notch, don't you think?"

"HUH!?"

I smiled innocently, batting my eyelashes as he stared at me in incredulous disgust. "Mhm, we wouldn't want wrinkles appearing on your beautiful teen angst face, now would we? It would be a waste of a face, even with your attitude."

"THE HELL DID YOU SAY RACCOON EYES!?"

I raised an eyebrow at the nickname but decided not to comment. "You heard me damn well teen angst. I'm not insulting you, I called you beautiful after all. In fact, you should be honored that I said that, I don't compliment people much these days."

"We're here. Stop messing around." Aizawa drawled out with a sigh. I giggled looking out the bus windows where my- our first villain attack would commence.

"YAHOO! LET'S GO, I'M ALL FIRED UP!" I marveled with a twinkle in my eye, and I truly was looking forward to my first villain battle.

"It's 'yes sir'. How many times do I have to tell you brat?"

I lied.

I'm not excited.

In fact, I've never been more genuinely terrified in my entire life, not even when I was being teleported to this world. If you were going to meet people who murder you willingly, you'd be scared as well.

Don't lie to yourself, you'd be crying your eyes out right now.

"Everyone, I have been waiting for you." Thirteen exclaimed as the rest of the class started gushing over them while I just sighed. Who is this person again? Didn't they die sometime after the Overhaul arc? Or the war arc?

I felt my heart quicken as I approached the training facility, not just in fear of the impending danger, but also in astonishment at how stunningly beautiful the venue was. The sceneries in the anime didn't do it credit; if it weren't for training, I'd come here just to rest, gaze at the vistas, and dwell about my future.

Thirteen stuck out both of their arms before exclaiming, "U.S.J. is a training ground that I made with different types of accidents and disasters. It's called the Unforeseen Simulation Joint, U.S.J. for short."

I hummed looking around with a thoughtful gaze. If the membership isn't expensive, it would be a great place to train this body and its quirk.

Aizawa looked over the facility before he narrowed his eyes at Thirteen. "Where's All Might? He was supposed to meet us here."

"About that…" They stepped away before whispering sweet nothing that I couldn't quite distinguish. He probably ran out of time in his muscle form and that's why he couldn't be here I think.

Honestly, I've forgotten half of almost every arc because I could quite care enough to think of such little details of why certain things didn't happen.

Aizawa huffed, obviously not in the brightest of moods from the conversation. "It can't be helped, though I wish he would have let us know. Shall we begin?"

Please, Lord, no. I don't want to fight two League members, notably Kurogiri, who was once a charming 16-year-old on the inside. Besides that, Twice and Mr. Compress aren't even League members – much to my annoyance and happiness – so what's the point of being here?

How am I meant to appreciate the League's existence if my favorites aren't here to be admired?

"Let's see. Before we begin, let me say one thing... er or two, or three-" Thirteen paused for a second before continuing, "I am sure you are aware of my quirk," not at all actually, you're quite irrelevant in my eyes, "I can suck up anything and turn it into dust."

I winced watching Midoriya's body tingle up and his eyes flash into a brighter sage color, signaling his fanboy mode had been activated. "You've been able to use your quirk to save millions of people from all kinds of disasters, right!?"

"Yes..." They nodded in agreement but their aura turned quite somber as they sighed, "But, it is a power that can easily kill if used in the wrong way. Some of you have quirks like that, correct?" I hummed, my quirk was acid so it was intentionally made to harm others, I wouldn't be much of a rescue hero.

"In superhero society, personal quirks have been certified and strictly regulated, so that doesn't seem to be a problem at first glance. However, do not forget that many quirks can easily kill with only one small mistake."

I quickly glanced at the people who came to mind at the statement; Uraraka, Jirou, Koda, and Sero. They all have quirks that would relate to infiltration and rescue missions but if they wanted or needed too they could easily use their quirk to seriously injure or kill people.

I mean, look what Toga did with Uraraka's quirk…

"I hope you leave here with the understanding that you have powers in order to help others. That is all, thank you again for listening." Thirteen bowed their heads in appreciation, I let out a shaky breath as I scanned the arena once more.

I'll truly never be ready for the trauma I'll be enduring but if the people around me can, then maybe I can come out a little sane even if it is not a lot.

"All right then... First, we will be splitting up into teams of three or four. I don't care who you choose to pair up with, just get to it. Your assignment is to rescue as many people in your assigned zone in under an hour. The winners will receive a free membership to USJ for a whole year." Aizawa explained holding up 4 membership cards as people started chatting around with one another.

I giggled a bit looking around. Now, this is what I call training.

...

Wait…

WHERE THE HELL IS THE LEAGUE!?

I whipped my head around in all sorts of directions to see even just a slight presence of someone that wasn't in our group but there was nothing but beautiful disastrous views.

I grimaced, fidgeting the fur collar of the jacket. But, I quickly paired up with Sero and Kaminari since we knew each other pretty well, enough so that we were comfortable working with each other.

I looked around scanning the teams knowing Hagakure's team would surely win but my gaze stopped on a certain group. There stood an annoyed Bakugou alongside Todoroki, Kirishima, and Midoriya.

Yes, I don't know if he willingly joined, but he is working with Midoriya.

As everyone chatted away thinking of strategies or just gossiping, Aizawa clapped his hands garnering out attention once more. "Alright, when I call your team's name, I'll assign you to a zone for the training."

As everyone nodded along listening to the directions I stood there starstruck unsure of how to feel or think. Is Shigaraki not an evening person or something because he should be here by now...

"Ashido's team will be going to the Mountain Zone, Midoriya's team to the Ruins, Tsuyu's team to the Flood Zone…" As we all scattered to our zones, he continued drawling out the list of teams and their zones.

As we made our way to the zone I unconsciously clenched and unclenched my fist in nervousness. Where the hell are they and why are they taking so long?

I suddenly felt a zap of electricity flow through me as I shot a glance towards Kaminari who was understandably troubled. "You good Ashido? You kind of zoned out, I even had to use a bit of electricity to get you out of it."

I chuckled faintly, lightly smacking his back in a joking fashion. "I was thinking about how we're going to kick ass and win this thing."

Sero grinned, nodding in agreement, shooting a look at Kaminari to drop the matter. "Of course we're going to win. Here's the plan, I'll take the high ground, Ashido you'll take the middle, and Kaminari will stay on ground level." Kaminari and I nodded in agreement seeing as we have no other plans.

Raising an eyebrow, Kaminari casually draped an arm around my shoulder. "You know, I heard Mineta is so terrified of you that he tries to avoid you at all costs."

I sneered a bit but gave him a sly smirk. "As if I care, I heard the guy was a pervert so it's a win-win situation in my opinion. If he gets close to me and tries something, best believe he'll be going six feet under." They laughed loudly as I tilted my head confused.

It wasn't a joke so why are they laughing?

As we continued chatting away without a care in the world, the stadium's buzzers sounded, followed by Aizawa's voice over the intercoms. "Are you ready, brats?"

I closed my eyes, focusing on Mina's quirk, feeling acid travel through my veins and down to my feet. "Set."

"Go," Aizawa muttered in an utterly bored tone as I giggled a bit.

Rocketing into the air, I felt as though I was on cloud nine, but that feeling turned into disbelief as I crashed into the side of the mountainside.

I still need a little bit of practice with this quirk, haha.

As I picked myself back onto my feet Sero soared through the skies above me shooting me a charming smile. "Make sure to rescue the robots quickly. I don't think I can put my faith in Kaminari when it comes to robots."

I laughed a bit simply winking at him. "Don't be bothered about Kaminari. You should be more worried about yourself, Sero." He nodded leaving me to my own devices.

My nervousness is becoming more apparent. I'm not normally this obsessed nor concerned with the League, but where are they? No, I should concentrate on this, and when – more literally, if – they arrive, I'll address them later.

Shoving the thoughts into the back of my head and began gliding through the mountain, 'rescuing' people I saw on the way around. I'm honestly shocked at how light these things are, or maybe it's just that Mina's body is already very strong because of my training. I looked down at my filled arms seeing I had 10 people with me, which isn't much but it was better than what I expected to do.

I came to a halt when the mountain began to tremble, glancing around I paused watching a robot from what I believe was the entrance exam, emerge from the side of the mountain. "Oh, did I mention the robots from the exams were being used today? My condolences." A voice rippled across the stadium as I could hear curses from other zones. They must be having a hard time like me too.

… FUCK YOU AND YOUR STUPID HOMELESS BITCHASS AIZAWA!

I took a battle stance, pushing the 'civilians' off to the side before turning my attention back on the target. Before I could even begin to react, a fucking laser beam blasted towards me as I leaped to the side, grazing the side of my stomach.

I groaned covering my hand over the now bleeding wound. It didn't hurt but it still is going to cost me money to fix the costume. "Did I also mention that they shoot lasers? No? Oh well, at least you know now. Good luck with surviving, hope to see you in 45 minutes."

…

It's been only 15 minutes?

"YOU STUPID CUNT BAG! ONCE THIS IS DONE YOU'RE GETTING YOUR SHIT ROCKED YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"

I paused looking over the facility one last time for just anything before continuing to fight against the robot, voices in the back of my head reminding me that something in this blossoming story has changed.

I just wish I knew if it were a good or bad thing.

I fell to the floor coughing and wheezing in front of Aizawa, who shook his head in disapproval. Who thought dodging mass-electrification could be so damn hard? Fuck Kaminari, all the homies hate him.

WHY CAN'T I BE Y/N WHO DOESN'T GET ANY DRAWBACKS FROM THEIR QUIRKS WHEN THEY GO TO THE HERO WORLD, HUH? WHY DO I HAVE TO BUILD UP MY STAMINA THAT SHOULD BE AT A HIGHER LEVEL?

THIS BITCH HAS HAD HER QUIRK SINCE SHE WAS FOUR!

WHY CAN'T I USE IT PROPERLY FOR FUCKS SAKE IF I HAVE HER MEMORIES!

"Get up, Ashido."

"NO! DO YOU KNOW HOW TIRED I AM RIGHT NOW!? YOU TRY RUNNING AWAY FROM ROBOTS WITH TWO HUNDRED POUNDS ON YOU!" I paused with a sigh. I've gotten a little too bold for my liking… or maybe a lot.

"For the final time, it's 'yes sir'. Anyways, congratulations on your survival." As he said that everyone cursed him in their own thoughts while slowly clapping. "Hagakure, Mineta, and Koda are our victors. Congratulations on your free membership now let's go."

He grabbed my collar and yanked me to my feet from the ground before strolling away casually with the rest of the class, leaving me trailing behind with a snarl.

I turned back to the facility before walking away with a frown. I couldn't help but feel uneasy when I thought about the predicament I was in. Why didn't it happen? Where had the League disappeared to? What were the documents for other than the schedule and Progress? Did he even get the progress reports in the original timeline?

Those charts… we haven't done jack-shit the entire time we've been at Yuuei until just now. Did he want to see how far we could throw a ball so we could have a baseball arc like Jujutsu Kaisen?

Why wasn't this story progressing normally? In all the fan-fictions I've read where people enter the BNHA universe, no matter what they do to change something, the story always remains the same, with only slight changes.

But a whole arc never happened here...

SO WHY THE FUCK DOESN'T THAT LOGIC APPLY TO ME!? DO YOU REALLY HATE ME THAT MUCH GOD!?

"It seems she is either hiding her talents or she has done much training since the initial exams."

"I wouldn't be surprised if she was hiding it. She seems to be hiding more from the heroes than she was with you. Something is behind those eyes of hers, it's clear as day."

"I see, she can be useful to us..."

"Though I said she was hiding something from the heroes, that doesn't mean she is on our side. For all we could know, she is working with the heroes and doesn't want to be associated with us..."

"If she is working with the heroes we'll just give her a reason to join us..."