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Chapter 1: First Encounters of the IIIrd Kind: Part One

Location: Musutafu, Shizuoka Prefecture, Japan

Date: Jan. 10, 2322

Time: 8:30 PM

Universe: 070714-J040316

RUMBLE!

BOOM!

"SKREONK!"

A large, muscular yet slim reptilian monster roared into the busy city intersection scene, of which, predictably, the people scurried away from the imposing beast while the nearby police officers fired their sidearms.

Yet with each firing bullets, it gained no known scratch or screech from the monster, who continuous to marched towards at a frightening fast speed. It then rams towards the Police Cruiser, pulverizing it in half and folded it into sheets of metal. The Officers, fortunately dodged over, continue firing their guns towards the raging beast; It then turns over and inhales deeply, with its large, pointy serrated plates glow in a bluish-turquoise blur, before it then launched fiery breath towards the now frightened Officers…

…that is before they fished away by a long, wooden branch.

"Huh?" Both wondered before they look down below and meet their savior: "KAMUI WOODS!"

"Don't worry, I gothca!" The Wooden Hero answered to the Officers while lowering them down to the ground, where he then proceeds to confront the savage beast that is afront of him. "Alright, Villain, ceased this immediately or faced the consequences."

The creature prowled slowly towards Kamui Woods, assessing him and of his abilities. Like a feral animal that it is, it loudly roared, shattering the glasses around him and ringing the Hero's ears before it charged towards him.

Woods was soon catapulted towards at the end of the street, with the savage Beast leapt above him and spin towards him with its inflamed spikes at his back. At quick pace, he whipped the beast multiple times with its large arbor like hand, trying to soften its blow while pushing it away from the large commercial office building that he's currently standing in. However, with its fiery spin and the scalpel like dorsal plates attached to its back, the creature continues to maintain momentum before he reverted to normal form and exhumes a large, awesome blast that wiped out the tree hands into crisps and scarred and blackened the building on the Hero's side and on the other side. Kamui Woods wiped out the burnt wood and changed it back to his regular hands and then dodged the beast's clumsy landing, maintain his stance at the middle of the road.

As the creature stumbles a bit with the large bin under his head and scaring the people inside the building, Woods briefly surveyed his surroundings. There were the usual bystanders watching the events unfolded, which were then blockaded by the Police, who were also watching including the two that he saved.

"Damn! This's not good!" He thought to himself before dodging the Beast's backhand, now free from his bin blindness, before proceeding to claw the large thick wooden dome that Kamui Woods conjured. "I need to draw this guy away from here, else it'll wreck the city with its breath! Where the hell is that wo—"

CRASH!

A claw punctured the barricade, sparking its claw on the asphalt while searching for the Hero. The Beast retracted its hand and look over the hole it made, huffing out madly before he was meant by a certain sound.

CREAK!

POW!

The Beast gasped itself as it was then flung towards the three-story building behind it, smashing to the building's parapet wall. It tried to move, yet his body is stiffening by the restraining wooden branches wrapped around it, while its head was pointing upwards, muffled by the wooden collar bowl. Below, Woods holds tight the ravaged creature with both of his hands. He turned his head towards the nearby crowd and narrows his eyes and saw two people within the crowd; one a Firefighter with spigots for hands charging towards the battlefield and the other a voluptuous woman who grows into a large size.

"Finally! Now we can—"

CRACK!

"Oh, come on!"

The Beast laughed ominously in the sound of heaving and dying hyena, as its newly grown tail whipped the lacquered chains that chokes the Beast over the edge of the roof. He then brutely landed and ripped off its collar and breathe heavily once more. As a response, Woods sharpens its hands into whips and charged towards the Beast. As the Beast is about to launch another assault blast to the Hero, he was interrupted by the large water fisted into the face. The Beast shrieks into annoyance, then into pain as Kamui Woods flogged the Beast into the face, blinding him once more and at the back.

Confused, the creature inhaled once more and then zeroed all over its atomic breath, ravaging the surrounding areas as well as scaring off the spectators from it. Large debris was fallen off the edge of the building, falling over the bewildered crowd. Everyone under the debris' shadowy cloak and can't manage to move, hurdles themselves as they wait for the final judgment fall upon them.

Until it's not.

They looked and saw a giant, hunching the large debris over her back while muttering to the people below, "Go, Go…"

They followed and fled respectively while she then places in front of her, waiting for her partner's signal.

Woods jumps over the still blinded Beast, who's now recharged and prepare to fire, and rein in the gator like snout with his knees while saddled in stretching its wooden foot around its torso and plates. They wrestled over the Beast's movements, with smoke billowing out from its mouth and nostrils. Kamui woods ducked the Beast down and faced towards the Firefighter Hero.

"BACKDRAFT! Mt. LADY! NOW!"

"On it!" They both shouted as they get into position when Kamui Woods let go of the creature's snout, which launched them up into the air.

Mt. Lady heaved and hurled the debris up into the sky while Backdraft fling himself into the sky by his water blast. Kamui Woods let go of his grip on the Beast and leap off him and reeled in Backdraft, aiming all three of its spigots on him to the now bamboozled Beast.

"FIRE!"

WHOOSH!

The Beast – hurled by the powerful water blast the Hero combined – latched to the flying debris and force to drank large gallons of water and extinguishing its fiery breath. The once chiseled yet jagged sculpture was now plumped, with a beer belly quickly popped into place and bulging biceps and thighs were now soft, plumped jelly in place.

It gargled constantly in flight and in shortness of breath, yet it managed to open its eyes once more; it regrets it.

BOOM!

A dust storm engulfed the entire street, forcing everyone to cover themselves briefly before the storm settled in. At the middle lies the debris, vaporized into dust, and its large crater; within it lies the Beast, beaten into submission and neutralize at will.

"Great Job, guys!" Mt. Lady congratulated to her fellow Heroes when she slowly shrinks back to her normal form, "Backdraft, go and help the police in clearing the damages around here, me and Woods would apprehend this damn Nomu bastard with his friends at –"

Mt. Lady froze when she reached over the edge of their man-made crater.

"Woods?"

"What's wrong?" Kamui Woods limped towards her while reeling in from his muscle's revolt, "Gah!"

"I don't think it's a High End."

"What do you mean?" He asked before he took a peep at the creature below. Instead of harrow physique, there lies a harrowing red pool with man lies on the middle.

"BACKDRAFT! GET THE MEDICS! NOW!"

WAILING!

Police reinforcement, along with ambulances and the other firefighters, arrives and examined the destruction in place. And along with the authorities comes the migrating reporters, gawking over the residents in the area, as well as the Beast, now bandaged and carrying in a heavily armored APC with large bright white kanji of "POLICE" on each side

Naomasa Tsukauchi watched events unfolded, including the usual Mt. Lady schtick of overindulged herself into the public spotlight once more. He sighed and rubbed his temple, wondering if Mt. Lady was ever truly ashamed of her vanities?

"Sorry, no comment… For now…" Mt. Lady purred while leaning over forward to the camera winks at it, of which many men nosebleed on site.

She giggled while the police slowly shoved the media away from the crime scene and walked towards to Kamui Woods, forced to wear a cast on his injured arms by the EMTs, glaring her with disappointment, "What? It's what the people wanted?"

"'cept for the infidelity of course," He retorted, "I'm sure the missus would like to meet with you about their husbands and sons."

"Hey, at least their getting my autograph for them." She sarcastically answered, "So, what do we know about this little perp of ours?"

Tsukauchi read the report, "His name is Satsuma Nakajima, worked as stuntman/actor for some Tokutsatsu shows for 15 years. Retired. Lived in a single apartment with his family, married for 68 years. And committed only one misdemeanor: Littering."

"And?"

"And he has leukemia."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"So…how can a sick, elderly man managed to become…that." She points towards the imprint, now barbed with police tapes and men in hazmat suits collecting samples from it.

"That's the funny thing. He can't."

Mt. Lady's eyes were opened wide as her mouth's drop, "Wait. He's Quirkless?!"

Tsukauchi shook his head, "Not necessarily, he once had one during his acting career, but was overused and was over exhausted to the point that it nearly took his life."

"So, they took his Quirk away via surgery, suppose?" Kamui Woods, interjects.

Tsukauchi nodded

Mt. Lady scoffed, "A Quirkless actor with a Kaiju Quirk? How's that even remotely possible? All for One is still prison and no Trigger, even induced by an entire warehouse of it, can muster enough chemical change in the body to grant a Quirk, let alone THAT!"

"Except implanting." Woods interjected. "There has been reports in rise of Quirk implants recently since All for One's capture. If you can remove a Quirk, you can THEORETICALLY add new ones."

"Yeah, but most of them DIED from such operations," Mt. Lady answered, "Unless there some crazy scientist managed to perfect it, which I'm sure there IS based on the number of Nomus gaining hodgepodge of Quirks in them, no one in the medical world would be stipulated to perform such operation, especially since the risks associated with them."

"Hmm. You got a point there Mt. Lady" Tsukauchi brooded, trying to get sense of the situation they were pulled into. A former actor diagnosed with a late-stage leukemia with an almost clean criminal record with no familial, financial, or any known interpersonal disputes – practically a saint to everyone, including his harshest critics – turns into a hulking fire breathing, cold blooded monster despite being Quirkless for most of his life and didn't know what happened during said transformation. He combed over the info given to him, trying to find a small sliver of a clue that connects the large gap between them.

BEEP!

BEEP!

Wood's earpiece ring and answered it, "Emergency! Unidentified Flying Object detected in the Jabin National Park! Requesting Hero back up at Jabin National Park!"

"Let's go!" Wood whipped his arbored whip to the nearest building and swing towards their destination.

Mt. Lady sighed, "Why he's still pushing to his limits? Welp, see ya later, True Man. Woods, wait for me!"

She grows into giant size and walk over the wide and mostly empty streets, leaving Tsukauchi behind with the mess the Heroes have made and the mysterious case they presented to him. He still can't connect the two together, racking his brain for any simpler who, what, when and how behind this whole ordeal. He shakes his head for a bit before drawing attention to the damages around.

"I'll deal with this mystery later, but for now…" He burry his fedora down, "… I got paperwork to deal with."

As he walks towards his usual Cat police assistant, a mysterious figure watches over them from a distance behind the large kanji written, neon yellow written billboard. Donned in a pitch-black cape and a long-brimmed fedora over him, he watched at his latest progress, bittered by its easy defeat by the hands of No.7 Hero yet pleased by the achieving results of it.

"At least he can fight, that's for sure." The Mysterious Man said, "I wonder that would please Master with it. Oh, well, at least progress HAS been made."

Soon, the figure dissipated into thin air, heading to his next… patient.

Location: Musutafu Museum of Natural History, Shizuoka Prefecture, Japan

Date: Jan. 12, 2322

Time: 12:02 PM

Universe: 070714-J040316

On a busy yet sunny day in the within the Musutafu Museum of Natural History, where people shuffled through the corridors and gawk over the Museum's finest exhibitions and galleries, there stands a new exhibition in the works, assisted by the students at UA High School, one of the prestigious Hero schools in Japan.

Inside the exhibition they reside in, large stacks of boxes and decorations were scattered all over the room except in the middle, which lies the newest addition to the Musutafu Museum of Natural History, on loan from the Tokyo National Museum, the mysterious yet controversial Roman Hamanaka Egg.

Founded in 1937 on Hamanaka, Hokkaido, this "Roman" – if you call it one – was founded by accident by the locals when they tried to build a new house for their growing population at the time which was then turn into an insane media frenzy, with many sides tugging back and forth for this strange and convoluting work of art managed to be discovered in an unamusing seaside town of fishermen. Yet despite the controversy, it has attracted many attentions from the public, both positive and negative.

As the exhibit is nearly fifty percent complete, and the informational history of the Egg posted on the wall, you might think that the kids who helped assembled would proud of their work.

They're not.

Especially the blonde one.

"Cheer up, Kachaan," Deku said while cheering to his soured friend while cleaning up the mess they made, "at least where setting AND seeing the Museum's newest collection before everyone else does!"

"Hmph!" Kachaan scoffed, "Why should I care for something that's damn boring?! It's a shitty Italian construct!"

"Uh, its Roman."

"Whatever!"

While Deku tries to enlighten his friend over the exciting job they partake in UA's special community service program in the museum (after a certain grape partake in a scandal about a video with T-Rexes and female Neanderthals inside the now closed Prehistoric Exhibit), Todoroki, the stoic Hero in Training, gazed on the Debaters' primary subject.

It stands over ten feet tall and six feet wide in length and width, it was the most artistically eclectic Roman construct ever to be made in human history. It was capped by a pantheon-like dome at the top and bottom with the jagged angled walls shamefully rip-off from the Parthenon's roof. At the sides, displayed the chief gods of the Roman and Greek pantheons, Zeus and Jupiter, both holding on a small globe while sharing the same Staff of Authority, which was broke at the beak of the phoenix shaped Aquila. Behind the gilded thrones the twin gods were a buzzing collage of gods, demigods and ancient noble heroes at the time, occupies in the heavenly palaces of their celestial dominion.

Shoto was both delighted and disgust by this anachronistic work of Roman art. It both display beauty and the crude, the finest and the gaudy, noble and ignoble, the good and the bad. It felt… comforting for him for some reason, as if the patrician who commissioned it conveyed the same emotions he felt in his life, both content in their current life yet felt empty in some areas. The difference is that the Patrician's life felt… sinister. Content but yearned for the unnatural, the supranatural to be more precise.

But he later turns his attention to the door, a triumphal arch coated in the marbled silk veil, assisted by Cupid and Eros, the gods of love, by guarding in front of the veil while clutching in their hands (Cupid in the left and Eros in the right).

"Open it."

He jolted and turned and faced the two debaters over their essential topic of "Who Cares?" Bakugou soon notice a puzzled Shotou in front of him, shouting "Hey, Half 'n' Half, you all right there?"

"Y-yeah, I'm alright…" He heaved heavily, "… I'm alright…"

"Sheesh, what's wrong with you?" Bakugou wondered, "You see a ghost or whatnot?"

"I don't know," Todoroki added, "It felt something strange whenever you gazed it for a long period of time."

"Eh? What so special about that damn eyesore?"

"The Roman Hamanaka Egg is one of history's weirdest anomalies ever produced." Deku interjected. "How does this Roman – an ancient civilization on the other side of the globe, with barely any interactions with the CHINESE at that time – managed to lay this weirdly Greco-Roman designed Egg in an area that would later become the small abandoned costal town in Hokkaido? They like tested, well EVERYTHING! Carbon dating, examining its designs and motifs the comparing it with its contemporary works of its time, determining its validity through a myriad of experts – it's a messy affair really with everyone complete dumbfounded that such work of art managed to ostracize everyone with logic and common sense, both in the past and the future, which many still debate whether or not they're a fake or not, yet it's still mesmerizing to look at it because –"

"OKAY! OKAY! STOP WITH THE USELESS EXPOSITIONS DUMP ON US, DAMN NERD!" Bakugou roared with fury while Todoroki looked at his green haired friend with confusion about the Egg's history. Well, that and the sudden appearance of it without any clear logic behind it.

After the fiery (one sided) bickering, they all resumed clearing up the exhibit. Bakugou excessively waxing the floor at full orderly trouble, managing to redirect his anger issues with the dirt below; Deku, meanwhile, using his superstrength endowed to him, hauled large crates stack upon on each other at ease in one hand. Shoto meanwhile welded the displays' struts to better support and showcase the enigmatic history of the Egg. Just as was about to drill the last pieces of the puzzle, a voiced echoed in his ear.

"Shoto…"

"Hmm?!" Todoroki turns around again, hearing the mysterious whisper breathe on his ear, which also grabbed the other two's attention.

"Todoroki-San, you okay there?" Deku asked, curiously (as usual) wondered about his friend's activities while lowering down the crates to the floor.

"Shoto…"

Suddenly, Todoroki became stiff, even stiffer than he was before. Soon, his eyes became translucent, and his irises enlarged in a silver and white plates.

"Hey, IcyHot, got Brain freeze or what?" Bakugo, in his few moments of concerns, asked to the now mesmerized Todoroki.

Todoroki didn't respond; he continued gazing on the Egg, with the voice becoming clearer and clearer by the moment.

"Shoto Todoroki…" The voice moaned, "Open the door, your wish has arrived…"

The ceiling light above the Egg began to slowly swirl around its rim, flickering on and off, redirecting Deku's and Bakugou's attention from the mumbling Todoroki to the continuous erratic light dances above them.

"My… wish?" Todoroki croaked while everyone around him raised their eyebrows.

"My… wish?"

Meanwhile, outside of the exhibit, two people sat on a bench, commonly and mistakenly believed to be a father and daughter, but there not.

The adult, a blond man in his early thirties, fidgeted closely to the phone he carries and shared an earphone with a teenager, cryptic smiles with an ominous inetnt.

"'Wish?' Maybe he REALLY had a brain freeze! Or was it brain fried? Since he had fire powers as well?" Twice mumbled under his breath. "No, no stupid, it was that weird Egg's mumbo jumbo, whispering whatever he dreamt up most! But still, why an Egg? Why not a statue, yeah, a statue of Jupiter may be nice. Then what about Zeus, where he might be placed at in a statue or can't we…"

"Hey, Twice. Keep it to yourselves," Toga shushed, "people are watching us…"

Indeed, there many eyes gawking at them, most of them carrying balloons and have an attention span of around 10 nanoseconds before wobbling off to the next dinosaur exhibit, now with a new "Eat the Stupid Caveman" game positioned right next with the T-Rex.

"Sorry, conflicting head of mine, trying to jostle for the control of my mouth," Twice apologized before making a snorted facial look, "WHICH SUPPOSED TO BE –"

"Hey zip it! Tomura-kun asked us to retrieve the Egg for 'the grand plan' envisioned by All for One's 'beneficiaries,' who we still don't know about." Toga reminded but before an ominous smile crooked up in her face, "But if I had to stab and see Izuku-kun again, then I'll go for it."

"Shh! I think someone's watching us again!" Twice reported where he then pointed at their small, chubby stalker, riding on her assistant's back and sucking on her suspicious looking bear binky. They slowly turned their heads away when he kicks her little feet in the air. "Security's very tight, that's for sure."

Suddenly, a high-pitched ringing sound echoed in the radio and the ground began to shake, with the lights began to flicker wildly, enough for an epileptic patient to meet their loved one in the sky above. People began to flee at droves to the exits, while Toga and Twice hurdled under their bench, sheltering from the falling debris.

"TWICE! GET THE NOMUS, BOTH REGULARS AND CLADS, AND SURROUND THE MUSEUM'S PERIMETER!"

"ON IT!"

Twice began to sprint at a moment's notice and heads straight to the men's room.

FLUSH!

"Ahh, what a relief…"

He then comes out of it and now wears his signature black and grey uniform – in addition of a wet gloves and tissue paper attaching at his foot's heel – and instantly cloned himself with a simple touch of his hand; First there were two Twices, then four, then eight, then sixteen and until finally they have assembled an entire battalion of four hundreds, enough to swarm a place like the museum and heavily guarded at once. After that, the Twices flooded the halls, engulfing the frightened visitors with even more trauma and plugged themselves at the Museum's entrance. Everyone screamed at the Villain's copies.

"Do not fear," One of the Twices assured, "we meant no harm toward you or your loved ones."

"FREEZE!" The guards shouted while aiming their heavily armed AR-50s at them.

BEEP!

The guards grunted themselves as they clutched their belies as they dropped themselves into the ground, followed by some of the civilians, as they all joined in the moaning choir.

"… except your loved ones may pick up the slack for us."

The choir's tone soon shifted from sufferable moaning to that of an animal shrieking and a blood curling scream from the remaining visitors at the lobby. The Twices then end it with a simple lowering of the shutters from the public view.

"This can't be real…"

That's what's in everyone's mind right now at the Roman Hamanaka Exhibit.

"This can't be real… it can't!" Deku flabbergasted he and the rest of friends clings themselves tightly to any cords or supports that were attached on to the ground, for doing so risk of being eviscerated by the very sharp and pointy, glass shard type kaleidoscopic blender spinning on the ceiling above the Egg.

A voracious being, it consumes nearly every crate, signage, information displays, nooks and crannies, essential everything they needed to set up the entire Exhibit all gulp into a localized black hole. Though it did help with the cleaning.

Shoto fired numerous ice shards towards the vortex, but did not manage to make a small, incremental dent on it, nor was Deku's compressed air blasts or Bakugou's flaming flagellants managed to slow down the process.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING EVEN IS!" Bakugou cursed at the very top of lungs, much coarser and more reactive than before. "IT EATS THROUGHH EVERTYHHING WE GOT AT IT!"

CREAKING!

"Uh, oh."

SNAP!

"ARGH!"

"Kachaan!" Deku screamed before whipping out his newly acquired move: "Blackwhip!"

WHIP!

In less than one millimeter, Bakugou's single hair strand met the glass blade simmering above him. Bakugou, internally felt that he was about to piss himself, soon redirect his anger towards Deku's… well less than ideal new style he developed.

"GAH! DAMN IT, DEKU IT!" Bakugou shouted (as always) as he traced back the tendril's source, Deku's mouth. "DO YA HAVE TO DO IT NOW!"

Deku mumbled his response, partly due to the Froppy tongue he conveniently practices in case like this ever happened, showcasing his tendrils, emanating from his glove mind you, where deeply drilled to anchored him Shoto and the Egg from flying away.

"I DON'T CARE IF YA STICK YOUR LIMBS ON THE CEMENT! WHY YOU HAVE TO DO IT!"

At least he's not using the other entrees that's for sure.

While Bakugou continue to complain – even at the brink of death, he's still a hot head – and felt a forceful tug on his foot pulling towards the other two, he notices small cyan sparks from tendrils began to suck towards the glass vortex, slowing it down a bit, which gave him an idea.

"TARGET ALL OF THE TENDRILS TO IT!"

"WHAT?!" Shoto shouted out loud while Deku mumbled.

"DO YA HAVE ANY IDEAS YA LIKE TO INTRODUCE?!"

CRACK!

They look at the wall, where a small crevice began to enlarge; small hairlines soon sprouted more branches, exhuming a large number of dusts and smoke from the cracks before it then shoves out chunks of plasters into the grinder at the roof, which all exhumes large pieces of itself to the vortex.

Bakugou looked at the two again, furrowing his eyebrows with his obvious, though added with his usual sense of smugness, sense of better judgement.

Deku pulled Bakugou completely away from the Vortex and throw him out of the room and later faced Shoto, who iced his lower half to cement his position in place, "GET OUT OF HERE! I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS!"

Shoto didn't responded.

"TODORKI-SAN!"

While everything around was the thundering hum flapping out of controllably, Shoto only hear silence. A deafening silence except the steaming whistle of his youth. A youth he had wished in all of his life never had.

"Shoto…" His mother's voice echoed in his ear.

Suddenly, he was brought back to reality… greeted by a roundhouse.

BOOM!

Punched by a great gutful of wind, Shoto was fling outside the Exhibit, where the cracks began to envelop outside, clawing in every inch of stone or marble in could have in its thinly crooked hands. He then crashed into the benches, creating a small crater in the middle of the hallway.

Bakugou, recovering from the launch, carries Shoto by the shoulder, saying, "Come on, Half'n'Half, get one your feet or I'll fetched it to the Black Hole next door!"

As the two hobble away from the crumbling Exhibit, a Helicopter was spotted. Not from the windows, but from the glass displays.

"W-What the? Stupid Grape, I'll be baking your damn balls into charcoaled raisins when this's all over with! Dragging me in with hallucinations and all..." He mumbled.

"Sorry, Todoroki-San, didn't mean to do it…" Deku thought while drilling his whips into the ground. He turns around face where Shotou previously stationed, now suctioned into the oblivion. "… but you're in its way!"

Tendrils swirled around his freed left hand, where they all converged into one large tendril, while the right loosen up its grip on the ground. At one huffed, time slows down, everyone and everything moved at a snail-paced movement. Sparks flies off him and a glowing X mark veins popped up in his forehead. Full Cowl was now activated.

"5% would the trick."

He opens his eyes and, like a bolt of lightning, jumps straight into the Egg, hop on top of the Phoenix's head without breaking it, and launched into the squirming vortex and plug it with one powerful punch.

BOOM!

A dust bowl was puffed out of the Exhibit, filling in the entrance with a small desert in its front, but it slowed down the cracks and the earthquake's rumbling a bit. But it was not enough for it to stop. The vacuum that encompassed the room now expanded, breaking off the walls next door and consumed more that it can chew.

"Grk!" Deku moaned as his entire tendril cased hand was quickly consumed by the vortex, though not managed to be chopped it off while anchoring his right hand to the Egg's finial. "8%!"

Another jolt was given. Nothing happened.

"10%!"

Another was given. Nothing happened.

"15%!"

Another given. Nada.

"20%!"

Zilch. Except maybe the growing tensioned made in his arm. He then swapped his right arm and latched both of his feet on it with another strand of tendrils, further straining his body, and punched the vortex again with the second tendril encased knuckle sandwich.

"35%!"

Another was given. It was made a difference… by making it even bigger. The vortex began to protrude the Museum's roof, puncturing it with a glass kaleidoscopic dome. Good news for the police outside, looking for an entry into the Villain held place, bad news for everyone else if it was consumed everything in the city.

Time's running out. The Egg's foundation began to be shaken off, loosening the supports emplaced so that it can't fall down or moved at all, and the vortex is growing enough to endanger everyone in the surrounding area or the entire world in that matter. His hearts beats faster and faster and adrenalines chugs in faster than he can ever take before cause any major problems. With no other options, he bit his lips and prayed it works.

"100%!"

The jolt was delivered. It happened. The vortex stopped spinning. A few moments of silences were the only thing everyone heard right now. Until it began to spin. Counter-clockwise.

As the vortex began to shrink, hot air was then released, enough to dry a wet paint and fade in a matter of seconds, while softening metals in less than one minute. And in the middle of the blast was Deku, continuously tortured by the excessive burning sensation that would match Bakugou's or Endeavour's wrathful inferno.

His vision began to blur. His head began to spin. His heart began to violently head banged itself to the wall. His body began to numb. And worst of all, he began to see things.

As he loose grasps of the gluttonous vortex, he saw someone coming towards him.

Deep within the hazarding glass razors that form its teeth, a man swirls with impunity with the razors, not with a sense of danger, but of sense of fun, an enjoyment of such hazing pleasure. He swims closer and closer towards the exits, giving Deku a clear, though slightly hallucinating looking, picture.

A man of strange stature, he bears the face more associated with the early hominids or straight looking like a hairless ape of sorts. His taste seems to be tacky, wearing extremely bright cyan colored blazer and yellow tie with deep dark blue shirt and naval blue pants. Back to his face, oh his face. He can't tell the difference if he's happy to be alive or founding a new avenue of an extremely crooked works he stored in.

His vison become heavily blur, remembering only of his fall and the Man's exit, screaming only two words:

"Ja Ne!"