Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia. Or do I?


Izuku and his Double glared at each other, sweat beading on their temple. This would be the deciding factor. One wrong move here would spell the other's fate.

La Brava looked between them. "Alright, get ready!"

In unison, the teenage boys extended their fists. La Brava looked between the pair of them, then chopped the air between them.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

They revealed their hands. The Double had chosen to go for paper. However…

Izuku cheered, raising his hand in the air. "Got ya!"

Double stared at Izuku, a despondent expression on his face. "Aw, come on!"

He got a stuck-out tongue for his troubles. "Save it, Double! We agreed that Janken was how we would settle disputes!"

Grumbling, the Double turned away. "I wanted to wear the armour out," he grumbled, pouting. Inkblot patted him on the back gently.

Mr. Compress looked over the gang of Villains. "So, we know what the plan is, right?"

Izuku looked away from sticking his tongue out at his Double to nod. "Of course! I came up with it, after all!"

Today was the day they would strike at this fake League of Villains. They had the location, and a rough idea of how many people were there. With their latest upgrades to their gear, this was going to be a cinch!

The Double waved his compatriots goodbye, preparing to go back home. "This should all go smoothly! Let's hope that these ne'er do wells learn not to mess with… the LEAGUE OF SUPERVILLAINS!" Thunder boomed once more, both Izukus revelling in the simple sound.

Inkblot waved goodbye, grinning. "No sweat! These dweebs won't know what hit them!"

—-

Of course, I had no idea how wrong those words were, at that time.

Still, Mastermind and the League of Supervillains were gearing up to deal with somebody using our name without our prior approval. We had worked hard on our brand, damnit!

So for the day, it appeared that I went off to school, as normal. Meanwhile, I got prepared for dealing with the so-called 'League of Villains.' Even thinking about it, it was just annoying dealing with something like that! There were a lot of things I hadn't known on that fateful day.

At the time… I hadn't known that I was going to see my archnemeses deal with my gear. I really, truly wanted to be the Villain who made them. I guess, technically I did? I suppose Shigaraki needs some credit - I wouldn't have been there if not for him.

—-

All that morning, Double was a bundle of nervous energy. How could he not be? He was only sitting around at school while his counterpart was having all of the fun getting ready to go to Kamino!

Still, he thought that he'd hidden it well. He was used to hiding this kind of stuff from everybody, especially his mother. Considering that she hadn't killed him for being a Villain, he thought that he'd hidden it well.

Across the workbench, Mei gave him her version of a concerned look. "Come on Izuku! The next piece of Support gear's gonna knock that guy outta the park!" Laughing maniacally, she returned to the piece of robot they were working on.

Double smiled. Good old Mei, looking out for him like that. "I know, Mei! And don't worry…" he grinned in a slightly menacing way. Across the table, Mayumi shivered.

"The next Support gear we work on will be a blast."

—-

12:50 pm.

Melissa bounced in place as they waited for the bus, full of nervous energy. Today was Rescue Training, a part of Hero training that she had a particular interest in. After all, Dad hadn't regaled her with too many tales of defeating Villains - he'd taken the time to talk about Uncle Might's less glamorous work.

She'd listened admiringly to tales of All Might rescuing families with the same effort most people would put into putting on their pants. Izuku had confided to her and Uncle Might that his favourite clip of All Might was his debut in Japan, where he had saved over a thousand people in a matter of hours.

Uncle Might had walked with a spring in his step after hearing that.

Melissa checked over her costume again. She'd specifically applied to make her costume herself - it wasn't that she didn't think that the Support company would be able to do it, but because working on Support gear was her passion. Melissa had politely asked the teachers if she could use her free period in the Support studio, to make improvements to her gear. She just must have had bad luck with finding Izuku in the labs.

Melissa's costume looked like a mix between a typical jumpsuit and a suit of armour. The jumpsuit was tan and had plenty of freedom of movement, and most importantly had pockets on the legs and on the belt. Over the top she wore a dark red chestplate and spaulders, along with similarly coloured bands covering her arms and legs - the improved Full Gauntlets and Greaves to minimise damage to her limbs with One for All. For added protection she had added a helmet with a spectacle guard, the lenses currently dark.

Looking down at her costume, Melissa clenched her fist. This was why she was coming to this school - to learn how to be a Hero, and to become the next Symbol of Peace.

Iida looked at his classmates with a look in his eyes reminiscent of a drill sergeant. "Everybody! Get on the bus in an orderly fashion according to your student IDs!"

Meanwhile, Mastermind glanced between the rest of the League of Supervillains. "Everybody ready?"

Across from him, Mr. Compress and Gentle Criminal bowed elegantly, their gear shining in the afternoon sun. Inkblot swung her mallet with a confident grin and a twinkle in her eye. Golden Grin cracked his knuckles. La Brava gave them a thumbs up, computer at the ready.

With a cheerful thumbs up, Mastermind checked his equipment one last time. "Let's go."

—-

Iida had been the most vocal about the proper seating placements in the bus. He even had a diagram and whistle. It had been a great disappointment to learn that the bus was configured with benches facing each other. Iida slumped in his seat. "Darn! It was this kind of bus!"

Hitoshi snickered a bit. "Well, at least we all got on in an orderly fashion, Class Rep! Don't worry about it!"

Rescue training… Hitoshi wanted to get right into it. Learning how to save people would be amazing. Certainly better than the last time he'd tried a rescue.

"I generally say what's on my mind, Shield."

Hitoshi was pulled out of his thoughts by hearing his classmate Asui speak. Or as she liked to be called, 'Tsuyu.'

Melissa smiled at the frog girl. 'What is it, Tsuyu?"

Tsuyu gave Melissa a wide smile. "Just looking at it, your Quirk really does resemble All Might's."

At that, Melissa flushed slightly. "How do you mean? All Might's Quirk doesn't break him every time he uses it!"

"Yeah! I mean, it's super strength, but it's still different!" Kirishima interjected. "I mean, my Quirk's not that flashy, so it'll be hard for me to stand out-"

At that, Melissa frowned at Kirishima. "What do you mean? It's a great Quirk for a Hero to have!"

Kirishima "Well, Heroes have to work hard for that popular appeal! You have to stand out and everything!"

Hitoshi snorted. "Yeah, I don't really want to stand out like that."

His costume was similar to Eraserhead's - a purple jumpsuit so dark it was almost black, with a black utility belt and boots and fishnet sleeves. His mask covered the lower half of his face and was paired with a spool of capture tape. Hitoshi had done maybe a week of training with the capture tape and had managed to tie himself up several times. He'd decided to keep the staff until he had a better idea of what he was doing.

The rest of the class hummed. Aoyama was the one to speak. "Oui, oui. Your Quirk is strong but it's not flashy. Mine, on the other hand, is strong and cool!"

"Yeah, but if you hold it in too long your stomach'll blow up!"

Aoyama shot Mina a look as the pink girl continued. "Really, if you want strong and cool, it's gotta be Todoroki and Bakugo!"

That got Tsuyu to shake her head. "Todoroki definitely but Bakugo's too unhinged to be really popular."

Predictably this set Bakugo off. "Wanna say that to my face, huh?!"

"We've barely started socialising and already you've made it abundantly clear that you have the personality of a steamed turd," Kaminari interjected.

Bakugo snarled like a rabid animal. "Oh, you're fucking dead, you verbose bastard!"

Seeing Bakugo rage, Hitoshi sat back and tried to get some sleep. Looked like Rescue Training was going to be interesting.

—-

Shigaraki glared out at the host of Villains that he'd gathered. Sure, they may have all been level 1, but they were going to jump several levels just dealing with those Hero brats. The actual fight would go to Noumu, the specially designed All Might killer. Min-maxed the fuck out.

"Alright, who's ready to get this raid started?"

As the Villains around him cheered, Shigaraki turned to Kurogiri. The Warp gate user checked his watch, then nodded. "We will be leaving shortly."

Shigaraki turned to the higher level noob - maybe level 5 or something. "We're going to send you through first, Electrical."

The noob sighed. "My name is Tesla-"

"Whatever. Make sure that the alarms are shorted out. And don't forget to vent."

Level 5 stomped through the small portal Kurogiri had made, grumbling. Electricity sparked on his hands, the electrical user carefully digging himself a hiding spot.

Behind the loving embrace of Father, Shigaraki leered. With the alarms shut down, the bullshit principal wouldn't know anything. And that meant no aimbot, crowd control or long range sonic DPS would interfere with his plan.

The League of Villains would outshine that moronic other League. He'd watched Mastermind on his jobs and had only gotten more and more pissed off at this poser. The guy acted like he was a comic book Villain!

Man, what a loser. He needs to grow up.

—-

Melissa and the rest of Class 1-A looked around them in excitement. Kaminari was the first to voice the thought that was running through their heads. "Is this Universal Studios Japan or something?"

"No, no!" The class started as the familiar spacesuited figure of Thirteen walked up to them. "I built this facility myself! I like to call it the Ultimate Space for Jams, but its actual name is the Unforeseen Simulation Joint!"

Melissa smiled, eyes sparkling. She'd heard about this construction before - I-Island had helped donate the technology necessary for this building to function. Next to her, Uraraka practically vibrated in place. "I love Thirteen! They're so cool!"

Melissa's happy attitude slipped a bit when she saw Thirteen and Aizawa talking quietly, with a mention of 'All Might.' They spoke in a hushed tone, then Thirteen held up three fingers.

That got Melissa to sigh. She'd gotten a text from her godfather explaining that he'd used up all of his time for the day. She knew that Uncle Might just wanted to keep saving people but…

Thirteen turned back to the rest of the class, Melissa focusing on the Rescue Hero. "Well, students! Before we get started, I have a couple of points to make. Or three… maybe four?"

After a little bit of mumbling which made the class feel slightly awkward, Thirteen turned to them with a serious cast to her stance. "As I'm sure many of you know, my Quirk is called Black Hole. I can suck anything in, crushing it and breaking it down." The Space Hero sighed. "I have honed my Quirk for use in rescue, but my abilities could easily kill or maim."

The class fell silent. She cast her gaze out at the class. "It's not impossible that you students have powers that could kill just as easily as mine could."

Melissa shuddered slightly, imagining what a less principled Villain could do with a Quirk like Black Hole. Every other person in class was quiet, hanging on her every word. Even Bakugo had glanced down at his palms before snapping a determined/constipated glare at their new teacher.

Thirteen raised a finger. "Sure, in this Super society Quirks are heavily regulated, so you might think everything's A-OK. But all it takes is one uncontrollable Quirk like mine to kill people and shake the whole system up. Just look at the recent example of Mastermind and the League of Supervillains."

The class chuckled at that. They knew about the League, alright. Mastermind's rants were reasonably popular. Gentle Criminal had been relatively unknown but now his channel was everywhere, the earlier crimes getting tons of views and comments. Melissa frowned, just sad that somebody as technologically brilliant as Mastermind was using their inventions to commit petty crime.

Thirteen tutted. "He is an amusing Villain, however his lack of harm is due more to personal morals than lack of ability. If he were to seriously try and harm civilians… Nezu believes his devices could harm dozens before he would be stopped."

That caused different reactions in the class. Some like Iida or Hitoshi simply nodded, having seen a more dangerous side to the Villain. Uraraka's reaction was interesting, frowning and about to open her mouth before closing it. The rest of the class sobered up, though a few still clearly didn't think that Mastermind could really hurt anybody.

Thirteen gestured to the rest of the facility. "Eraserhead helped you understand how to further the usage of your Quirks. All Might's battle training gave you an understanding of how your Quirks can harm and affect others."

Melissa and Hitoshi winced a bit.

"But today, I hope to give you a new perspective! In this class, you will learn how to utilise your Quirks to save lives!"

The class stood up straighter as the Space Hero continued. "Your Quirks are not meant to hurt others," Bakugo quietly scoffed at that, "and I hope that when this lesson is over you will understand that you are here to help people."

They took a bow. "That is all! Thank you!"

Melissa clapped with Iida. Learning how to save people from one of the best in the business… This was just an amazing opportunity! Under her skin, One for All hummed in agreement.

Eraserhead sighed, glancing at his students. Thirteen had done an adequate job of motivating them. "Great. First off-"

From the corner of his eye, he saw it. A black, swirling vortex just near the main fountain. A danger instinct bordering on a Quirk screamed. "Everybody, huddle up!"

His students hurried to comply, though they were initially confused. "Wait, are those robots like in the entrance exam?"

Iida in particular looked at the situation with an appraising eye. "Is this another logical ruse-"

Eraserhead snapped his goggles onto his face. "Don't move! These are Villains!"

The black vortex grew, bigger and bigger. Eraserhead tensed up, already fearing the worst. It could be the League of Supervillains - their warp user is similar. But… why would they-?

His thoughts were cut off by a group of Villains popping through - a skinny man with hands clasping onto his body in some macabre display, followed by a hulking brute with vacant eyes and a man made of the same dark purple mist. More Villains followed, each of them hurrying through, seeming to be nervous about something.

The Villain covered in hands brushed himself off, glaring at the misty figure. "Kurogiri, what the fuck was that?"

The apparent Kurogiri shrugged. "I honestly could not say. That they were able to find us is unsettling."

Eraserhead was about to wonder what had their attention when he saw exactly what they were referring to.

A familiar green and red figure strode through surrounded by green smoke, flanked by a black rabbit woman and a dandy of a man. Red spider-like robots skittered around them, leaping through to help secure a clear area. The Villains around them backed up as more came through. There was La Brava, Mr. Warp and an unknown Villain - a man of average height in black and grey spandex.

Mina was the first to react. "The League of Supervillains!"

Earlier…

Shigaraki checked his watch. "Alright. Let's get this raid on." He turned back to the rest of the fodder. "Get ready for the fight of your life. After we're done with him, the Symbol of Peace will be no more!"

The fodder cheered, Shigaraki leering behind Father. With this crew behind him, combined with Noumu being a specific counter pick to the hated All Might, they had this fight in the bag. While they dealt with the students, really rubbing it into the Symbol of Peace how much of a failure he was, Noumu would secure the kill. Kurogiri's Warp Gate Quirk sprung up around them, the taciturn Villain preparing the precise coordinates to the USJ.

Nothing could go wrong-!

KABOOM!

Suddenly, the wall of the warehouse burst in. Shigaraki whipped around. "What the hell?!"

"MWA-HAHAHA!"

Around the hole, the Villains there suddenly leapt backwards as a certain hated figure strode in, surrounded by green smoke and loud rock music. The rest of his cheating teammates followed, flanking their annoying-ass boss.

Shigaraki's eyes narrowed. "Well, this is just perfect."

The warp gate suddenly activated behind them, pulling the League of Villains through. The last thing that Shigaraki saw as he fell backwards through the Warp gate was the hated League of Supervillains chasing after them.

Now…

Mastermind and the rest of the League of Supervillains strode out of the dense purple

smoke. Outwardly, Mastermind was confident and collected. Inside, he was freaking out. Their external comms were dead, preventing them from reaching Stitch and vice versa - probably by some electrical Villain here. About the only good thing about this was that the A.I. he'd built into these robots was working as intended.

Still, the only thing they could do until communications had been reestablished was to go ahead with it. He was well aware that it was a sunken cost and they should get out, but dealing with this fake League was important.

Mastermind pointed dramatically at the Villain covered in hands. "Yes, indeed! It is I, the devious Supervillain… MASTERMIND! And you're calling yourselves the 'League of Villains!' You and your plan to rob this place aren't affiliated with us-"

He stared at the building and the group at the top of the stairs. The cameras in his helmet zoomed in, enhancing what he saw. That was - that was Kacchan! And Melissa! What -

The hand Villain glared at him with incredible venom. "You," he spat.

Mastermind barely tore his gaze away to point at himself. "Me?"

Idly he held his other hand near his freeze ray as the rest of the League got ready. Around them, the various thugs and Villains had mostly recovered from their shock. The Hand Villain kept glaring at him. "Yeah! You're the guy who jacked my guild name! You bastard!"

…Well, that was just unfair. Mastermind glared right back at him. "Actually, I used it first, so it's my name! And you're besmirching my brand, gathering up all of these thugs!"

The misty figure leaned over to the skinny man. "Shigaraki, it may be for the best if we try again some other time. Fighting a battle on two fronts would be-"

Shigaraki waved his hand. "No, no! This is perfect! Sure, All Might hasn't spawned, but that's okay! Maybe a few dead kids will change his mind."

Wait. What?

Mastermind stared at Shigaraki. He had been ready to give this guy a chance, but this…

The rest of the League were similarly disturbed. Gentle Criminal similarly stared at the younger man. "You're… you're going to kill these students?"

Shigaraki tilted his head. "Uh, yeah? All Might's not here. Might as well get something out of this."

Inkblot's grip on her mallet shifted. Gentle Criminal gripped his walking stick with a furious scowl on his face. "It seems you have a very different idea about what is and is not appropriate behaviour."

Hitoshi's eyes were wide. Apparently they were witnessing a Villain civil war in front of them.

Todoroki simply stared out at the group. "This 'league of Villains' attacked us when we were away from the main campus. And they chose a time when there weren't many people around." His gaze hardened. "Apart from the sudden intrusion this is a very well organised sneak attack. What's their objective?

Meanwhile, Mastermind and the League of Supervillains stared at Shigaraki. The lead Villain stepped forwards. "I have to say, Shigaraki, if you want to ape us you're doing a terrible job of it."

For his part, the hand-covered Villain stared at him with a confused tilt to his head. "What?"

Mastermind shrugged. "Yeah! I mean, sure, robbing the place would be… appropriate, but killing kids? That's just wrong."

"I concur. You are certainly no gentleman."

The whole situation felt unreal. Hitoshi wanted to run but he just couldn't take his eyes off the scene below. It was an utter trainwreck from start to finish. Even Aizawa was watching, probably more for an opening and to appraise it more than fascination.

For his part, the hand covered Villain just stared at Mastermind. "... You aren't dangerous at all," he rasped.

Mastermind stopped. "...what?"

Shigaraki sneered at the League of Supervillains. "You heard me. In this world, it's kill or be killed. Some snot nosed punk like you that thinks this is some sort of comic book world? Please."

His voice took on a mocking lilt. "You think this is all some silly story? There is no easter bunny, there is no tooth fairy, and there is no Queen of England."

Inkblot growled at him, the rest of the League of Supervillains readying their weapons. The Villains around them looked between each other, then back to the flight of stairs. One of them, a large, rocky man with four arms raised a hand. "So… we're killing them and the kids, right?"

At that statement, Eraserhead snapped his head around. "Thirteen! Get ready to evacuate the students! The sensors haven't gone off yet - they must have somebody jamming them!"

He turned to Kaminari, his tone softening very slightly. "Kaminari, try to use your Quirk to signal for help."

As Kaminari stammered out an affirmation, Hitoshi looked at his teacher. He started to connect the dots and a dark feeling of anxiety welled up in his stomach. "Wait, you - you can't mean to fight them all at once, sensei!"

Eraserhead - Aizawa sensei - simply adjusted his Capture Weapon. "Get ready for anything," he muttered to the rest of the class.

Hitoshi tried to reach out to their teacher. "But - Eraserhead, your specialty is ambush attacks! You won't be able to erase-"

"Word of advice, class: no Hero is a one trick pony." And with that, Eraserhead was flying down at the Villains. A couple of them tried to use their Quirks on him with cocky grins, only to fail. While they stood around, gawking at their hands in surprise, Eraserhead went on the offensive. A few wraps of his capture weapon and a twist and three Villains were knocked out.

The other Villains looked between themselves, then charged at the Pro with a roar.

Shigaraki sighed. "Hard to tell whose Quirk is getting erased. Real life needs a better UI. Kurogiri, make sure that the brats don't call aggro."

The misty Villain nodded, slipping away before the others could react. Portals opened as he went, the Villains getting into position. Mastermind seemed to snap to a more serious mode. "Everybody! Run interference!"

Inkblot watched with a worried look. Gentle Criminal and La brava nodded, then tore off into a portal, following a group of Villains. Mr. Warp and Golden Grin leapt through different ones.

A large, rocky man with four arms leered down at Mastermind. "I don't see what the big deal with this guy is. Those Heroes just don't know that to deal with a pest like you-" He raised a mighty fist overhead.

"-YOU GOTTA STOMP THEM OUT!"

"Mastermind override, code 10 Dangerzone."

After Eraserhead, I was aware that, more than ever, I needed to step up my game. If a hero in the Top Ten went after me, then I would be in serious trouble, as would my crew. So I decided to make my armour stronger.

Much, much stronger.

The armour had been designed to put less strain on my body than might ordinarily be expected. The breastplate had borrowed its design from a piece of technology I had stolen from my first job - designed to take two hits from All Might before breaking. The principle had been applied to most of the rest of my armour.

I needed to be decently strong to wear my suit in the first place, but it was designed to enhance my strength slightly even so - enough to make sure that my punches hurt more or that I could run faster. I simply made… a few modifications. Using specialised carbon fibres, industrial strength pistons and chemicals, I created a greatly improved suit that would multiply strength, speed and agility by a wide margin.

Initial tests confirmed that I made it… a bit strong. Certainly too strong to use against normal Heroes. That wouldn't do, would it?

I designed it to work with the rudimentary A.I. I had built into my helmet. If it picked up a member of the Top Ten Heroes, then it would shunt in automatically. But for circumstances like this…

Killing All Might? Not going to happen.

And this amazing mode… I called it-

Shigaraki grinned as the thug swung his fist down. Oh, seeing Mastermind splatter would be too rich-!

Mastermind vanished. At least, that's what it looked like to Shigaraki. "What-"

The brute blinked, turning around to see Mastermind standing behind him. Looking closely, Shigaraki could see that Mastermind's appearance had changed. Green light shone on the seams of his armour, leading from the middle of his chest and threading through his gauntlets and boots. His cape fluttered wildly in an imaginary wind.

"Mastermind, Full Cowl!"

Shigaraki could only say one thing. "Phase Two already? We haven't even damaged you yet!"

The thug laughed. "So he turned on some LCDs in his armour! Like that'll-"

Mastermind lashed out with a punch.

KER-CRACK!

The thug howled as his arm snapped like a twig. Mastermind then followed with a kick that sent a man about three times his size skidding through the dirt. He turned to Shigaraki, Inkblot watching with a huge grin on her face. "Well, Shigaraki. You said I wasn't dangerous, right?"

Green lightning sparked around him. "Let's get dangerous!"


AN: This one was fun. I actually rewrote this substantially.

So! We have had people meeting! And, hopefully, a suitably dramatic finisher!

Action! Drama! Romance? And bloodshed!

All the elements of a good story!