Chapter 29:

"A New Year's party?" Sero asked, leaning back on the chair at his table and putting his hands behind his head. "What would we even do for it?"

"I don't know," Kaminari said, shrugging his shoulders but then grinning more. "But hey we're stuck at school anyway. Doesn't mean the break has to feel like it! So let's do it." Kaminari slammed a fist down on the table showing his conviction for this party to happen.

"I think that is a great idea Kaminari-kun," a stern voice said behind Kaminari. Kaminari spun on his chair and his eyes grew as wide as Sero's were after hearing that from the tall boy with glasses standing there.

"Iida? Really?" Kaminari asked. He was too surprised to even get excited that Iida agreed with him. "You think it's a good plan?"

"Yes. We should make preparations at once," Iida said, and he lifted his hand and started scratching his chin. "Perhaps we should go shopping for decorations. Make it a conventional affair."

"Should we invite Class-B?" Sero wondered, getting into the idea now that it seemed likely to happen. If the class rep was talking about already buying decorations, it sounded set in stone. "Those guys have gotta feel as cooped up in their dorms as we do."

"Aha!" Kaminari lifted a hand and pointed back at Sero. "It's supposed to snow tomorrow night, yeah? We can have a big snowball fight between the classes! Or like, a snowman building contest- we could make a whole competition out of it!"

Sero was not suggesting it to be competitive, but he did grin at the idea of those games. A couple of girls in the kitchen were heading over to join in the conversation, and Hagakure jumped up excitedly at the sound of those suggestions. "Oh! I want to make a snowman!"

"We can only do it if it really snows tomorrow," Jirou said. "There's no telling if-"

Hagakure and Kaminari both turned to her with frowns and annoyed looks, though Jirou just assumed the kind of look Hagakure had from her sigh-hum. The dark-haired girl sweatdropped and added, "Not that, it won't snow." Kaminari's lips curled back up and he turned to Hagakure who turned back and started talking about how good she was at making snowmen.

"Let's do it then!" Kaminari said. "We'll see if Class-B wants to join- and knowing those 'we have to beat Class-A guys,' I'm sure we'll get a bunch of them to compete with us."

Kaminari imitated Monoma and even made a face while he said it, pushing down on the top of his spiky hair to make it look more like the other blond's. Sero started laughing while Iida smiled a bit too, and Hagakure was laughing along with Sero which had Kaminari letting go of his pushed-down hair and grinning. Jirou's eyes shifted to her right at the laughing invisible girl next to her, then back at the annoying spiky-haired blond who pulled out his phone to text some of the others in Class-A. Why am I getting annoyed right now? She thought, and she turned away from the table with slightly red cheeks. "I'll go tell the other girls."

"Let's do it!" Hagakure called out, bouncing up and running next to Jirou.

The invisible girl turned in towards her friend and got confused by the semi-annoyed look that came to Jirou's face, but then they both turned around as Kaminari said, "Just put it in the class chat. And I told everyone Iida was in too, so they'll all know this is really happening."

"I do not see why I am the deciding factor-"

Footsteps started echoing through the building, and the group turned their heads towards the stairwell where voices started calling out from.

"Whoa! Is this serious!"

"Iida for real?!"

"New Year's Party!"

Iida sweatdropped and then he called out with his hands cupped to his mouth, "No running on the stairs! It is dangerous!" All the loud footsteps came to a sudden stop, as no one in the stairwell wanted to upset the class rep and make him lose the suddenly fun persona he must have had to accept this idea. I knew everyone needed a morale boost, but I did not think Kaminari-kun's idea would get everyone so excited… Alright! Iida reached up and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, getting a more serious look on his face. I will make this celebration a great success!

"More snow? Why is it always snowing?" Zach lowered the garbage can lid that he was holding over his head down to the ground next to him. He pushed his legs out and kicked away the black bags in front of him between where he sat leaned-up against a wall and the alleyway with an inch of snow in it.

Zach got up, and he stretched his right arm up in the air. How much sleep did I get? He reached back down and grabbed the plastic garbage can lid, and he put it on top of his hat. He had to focus on balancing it there, but he did not want the snow falling on him to start accumulating only to melt, which would get his clothes all wet.

He moved his right hand to his zipper slowly, and he slid the zipper down his jacket. The boy reached under his black hoodie that was below the jacket. He reached up, winced, and he pulled his arm out from under his clothes after another quick tap on his chest to stop his body from transforming. "Damn it," he muttered. Zach reached down and into his black sweatpants' pocket. He had the sweatpants over the dark pants he wore when he initially escaped, and they were managing to keep him at least a little warmer. Unfortunately they were not water-proof, but overnight hidden under the trash lid and pressed into a corner of an alley, they had lost the damp feeling he went to sleep in.

Zach pulled a wallet out of his pocket and he opened its money pouch. He stared into it, grimaced at the sight of such a small amount remaining, then he turned it around in his hand and looked at the I.D. on the inside. Casey, DeAngelino. When I finish off the last of it, I'll mail this back to you. Hope you didn't go through canceling your credit cards and everything, getting a new driver's license… Zach lowered his wallet back down to his pocket and slid it in. Don't want to be a burden on you. I'm sorry. I just needed clothes and food.

Zach moved around his left hand, and he reached up to his left shoulder with his right hand again. He rubbed from his left shoulder down the back of his left upper arm, and he winced in pain at the feeling through three sleeves and a bandage. He curled his fingers on his left hand a few times, keeping them warm and making sure blood was still circulating through them. The lid wobbled on his head and he moved it around to try and keep it balanced, but the lid fell over and hit the ground with a loud noise that made Zach snap his head both directions. He started bending to pick it up, then he stopped and shook his head, turning to the right again and the end of the alley. "It's time to move," he said, his breath coming out in front of his black face-mask.

He wore a black mask that he was glad did not stick out too much because of the cold. It covered up the bottom of his face and was dotted in small holes that still had fabric on them but was thinner to make it easy to breath. It had a bump in the middle for his nose, but it stopped right after the bump and below his eyes. He had on a red beanie too, covering up the top of his head and his ears. Can they use facial recognition on just my eyes? Zach thought, a worry he had a lot since getting on this attire. Moving around fast and shady-like would draw more attention to me though. I just have to avoid looking straight towards cameras as much as I can.

Zach stepped out onto a sidewalk and turned right, walking after a couple not far in front of him. He did not look around to see if anyone saw him come out of that alleyway, as that would be more suspicious if anyone did. He lifted up his hands in the black gloves he was wearing, and he breathed out onto them through his mask. They felt chilly despite the warm wool gloves beneath and the thicker ones over them, but Zach was nervous as he stared at the hands he held in front of his face. Two layers of just normal gloves still doesn't do it. If I can still accidentally transform myself, a small touch with my right hand could still kill. I have to use my left hand as little as possible to let my arm heal, but in public I can only use my left. Zach lowered his right hand and put it into his jacket pocket, curling it into a fist and repeating a mantra to himself. Do not forget. You are wearing a glove, but you are a weapon. Don't move this hand around in public. It's never, never been this dangerous. I've never walked around in public like this, with a loaded gun pointed at everyone around me. Even if someone bumps into my jacket where I have my hand in the pocket, they might still be in danger. The layer of my jacket, the two gloves, and whatever layers they're wearing? No! Don't think of it skeptically. The threat is real. You are the threat.

A main road was coming up in front of him, and Zach slowed down while the snow falling around him was only speeding up. Where am I going? I have to keep moving, in case I'm still being followed. I- I probably, no I definitely am being chased. Could they locate me? What is this freedom? Freedom to do what? Run and hide for the rest of my life? Zach lowered his gaze, but then snapped it up fast again, reminding himself to stay alert of anyone who might bump into his right side. Being homeless in the winter, I heard it sucks. But the rest of the year. I could go into the woods, live like some hermit? Or go be a monk in the mountains? There are options! Things I can still do. Things that don't involve- that aren't painful, or scary. I have no one. I am on my own. But I can still, love this life. I can find something. I have to, find something. Or else, what's the point of it all? Why, would I still be fighting?

Zach walked down the sidewalk of a main road in Musutafu, keeping far to the right side of the sidewalk at the edge of the road to avoid anyone moving on that side of him. His eyes shifted around the walkway in front of him while also glancing back to see if anyone was trying to overtake him from behind. He walked quickly, without much of a destination in mind, but he was so focused on what was on his side of the street, that he almost missed a small group walking down the opposite sidewalk.

The group passed by him, no cars between them on the road. As they were passing, Zach's head turned a bit to the right, into the street. His eyes widened below the beanie and above the face-mask, then his head turned back forward and he steadied his breathing. He kept walking straight without making a sound, but he was less alert now as he walked through the falling snow towards the next intersection. That's… good. I'm happy… Zach's lips beneath his mask were shaking and the corners of them dipped down so far. He rose his right arm and rubbed over his eyes once, I'm really, happy. They're happy. They looked, happy. So, so that's good! That's great. That's- that's… Zach bit down on his bottom lip and turned his head to the right again, glancing towards backs getting ever farther away from him. That's so… good, he thought it, and a tear fell from the inner corner of his right eye, sliding under his mask, and a scar just beneath it.

"Heh, you guys look like you're in a good mood," Kirishima said as he looked towards the door of the dorm building.

"It's snowing like crazy out there!" Mineta called out as he ran inside. He rubbed his arms and then took off his hood, letting all the purple balls on his head pop up to their usual shape. He sounded like he was cold, but he was grinning too and holding bags in his hands.

"What'd you get?" Kirishima asked, walking over while Bakugo grunted and just leaned back on the couch instead of getting up. Bakugo looked over though out the corners of his eyes and listened as Iida, Mineta, Sero, Kaminari, Yaoyorozu, and Hagakure talked about what they had bought. The group of them had gotten permission to head off campus to go shopping, within an allotted time limit since they had not requested sooner to get a trip off of school grounds. U.A. had turned into a boarding school after all, but as it was set up in order to protect the students, there were rules regarding knowing which students were off campus at what times, and there would be big problems if they did not arrive back on time.

"Whoa! Look at all this food!" Kirishima pulled out some meat from one of the bags Iida was holding, and he lifted it up to show Bakugo who he saw looking over from the couch. "Looks like we're having our own barbecue here!"

"The events that Kendo-kun has agreed to will take place after we eat-" Iida began.

"So we eat as separate classes, then meet up for the countdown party? I like it!"

"That's right," Kaminari said, leaning forward with a big grin on his face. "We're keeping this going all the way to the countdown! New Year's Parties are the best because they have to go to at least midnight."

"I'm so excited," Hagakure said, holding up her hands in front of her chest and jumping up and down as she could barely contain her anticipation.

"This party, is going to be epic!"

Zach Sazaki froze where he stood on a busy sidewalk in Musutafu. He turned his head to the left, looked across the road, and his eyes grew huge while his heart started pounding. That's him. That's, the same guy I saw two intersections ago, the one I thought I recognized from even earlier! Zach turned back forward, as the guy he looked towards was not looking towards him. Did he see me look his way? Shit. I shouldn't have made that obvious. Who is it? Who found me?!

Zach continued walking down the sidewalk. Alright, calm down. It's still the middle of the day, even if the snow is making it less crowded than usual. Oh no. Oh no oh no. This is no time to be calm! I'm so fucked! Who could have found me? I haven't left a trail or anything- Zach's eyes widened more but he continued to move at a slow pace. Did they, did they hire him? Oh shit! Shigaraki totally would go that far!

The boy turned right down the next road. He hesitated as he neared an alleyway, slowing down more. No. He walked by it. If I duck in somewhere, he might just corner me. And then he could call up Kurogiri with where he is, and he could get me! What if I go in and turn on Nightmare? Can I take him? NO! This, if this really is Hunter. It's only been what, four days? How did he find me so fast? I changed cities. I took a dozen different trains. I spent up half that guy's train card, and it wasn't under his name or anything so there was no way for him to just call and cancel it. It's a card you put money on… I should just ditch it anyway. WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT!? Zach shook his head around and he picked up the speed of his walk, following a family ahead of him that had small children with them.

He slowed down after getting close to that family. What am I doing? These are villains. Don't, just assume they won't attack because there are civilians around- but I have to! If I isolate myself right now, he might get me! He might have been about to catch me when I left the alley this morning. What if, what if he's been following me ever since? Zach's breath showed through his mask as he was panting heavier, and his eyes darted around in fear that someone would notice his increased panic.

What is the Hunter's Quirk? Hunter, he, I never met him before, but he's the one Shigaraki would call for this! I already knew- I suspected- Zach bit down hard and he turned again onto another street, with plans to turn at the next intersection as well, as he picked up his walk into a light jog that someone might do in order to get home and out of the snow faster. Those villains, who stole the League's costume shipment. Shigaraki knew someone must have betrayed us for those illegal costumes to have all been stolen, for the Crazzles to know which truck had them. We couldn't find them, probably because Riptide was leaking our every move. So Shigaraki outsourced, found Hunter. They spent a week looking for them, but Hunter took a few hours. The things he did to them… Zach's scared eyes widened, and then they narrowed and his hands stopped shaking, tightening into harder fists in his pockets.

The things he did to them, were child's play. I thought, at the time it happened, that he was brutal. I almost gagged in my mouth at the sight of the pictures, almost broke character in front of Dabi and Kurogiri… Zach's eyes narrowed down more, and his teeth clenched as hard as both of his fists were, his left arm hurting at how hard he was tightening his left hand. But that wasn't brutality. If Hunter comes for me. If he keeps on my trail by tonight, I'll kill him. No! I'll tear him apart!

"Hey! No Quirks!"

"You said no using Quirks to throw snowballs faster, nothing about making forts-"

"No Quirk-usage at all will be tolerated!" Iida called out, standing up from behind the snow wall in front of him to call that over to the arguing parties. They both looked over and Mineta let out a loud groan while Torodoki just stopped using his ice powers next to the small boy who told him it was okay to use them this way in the first place. Mineta stopped groaning and he started laughing though, as did most people who had looked Iida's way when he shot up, as five snowballs hit him in the side and knocked him backwards.

Midoriya lifted up a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing, as did Uraraka on his left side. Then the curly-haired boy lowered his hand and called over to the taller boy fixing his glasses, "Iida, are you okay?"

"I did not expect such an attack while I was settling a dispute in the rules," Iida said, and he lowered his head afterwards. "How could I let my guard down so much?" He slammed a fist down at his side, and the others looking towards him sweatdropped at how seriously he took that surprise attack.

Shoji looked down at his arms while he leaned back against a taller snow wall that he, Koda, and Sato were leaning against. The other two on his sides looked in at the tallest boy in the class, and one of Shoji's six hands turned into a mouth. "No one's said anything so far," he said. The other two looked at him, and he shrugged before turning that mouth back into a hand and continuing to roll up snowballs three at a time.

"Haha! Let's do this!" Sato stood up with some of the snowballs from the huge pile they had built up. He wound up, then he got hit in the face and snapped backwards. It looked like he was going to fall, then he stomped his right foot back behind him and bent down, putting the top of his head forward towards the oncoming snowballs. "Take THIS!" He threw his own attacks rapid fire towards the enemy fortresses, at the students from Class B across the front lawn of Class A's dorm where their battle was taking place.

"Flanking party! With me!"

A group of Class-A students kneeling down behind a wall spun their heads the other direction, and they eyes opened huge at the sight of Monoma running at them from behind with a group of six other Class B guys. They all started chucking snowballs while on a strafing run right by the north side of the Class-A combined fortress. The attack was brutal, and Class-A students yelled out while spinning out and trying to dodge the snowballs raining into them.

Monoma turned his head after passing the side of the base in front of his small army. "How do you like that Class-A? Aren't you supposed-"

"DIE!" Bakugo yelled.

Everyone in Class-A spun towards the boy they could only get to join when they said that Class-A might lose without him, which would then represent that Bakugo was a worse snowball fighter since he was a part of Class-A. Bakugo swung his arm forward hard while shouting 'DIE' and Monoma's face filled with shock in the second before his head snapped backwards and his legs lifted off the ground. Bakugo had the bottom of his jacket pulled up in front of him to hold a dozen snowballs, and he lifted another one even as he was bombarded from other members of Class-B. He took every hit like he barely felt it, then he fired another snowball so fast that his own class wondered if he was secretly using his Quirk, yet somehow the snowballs were not exploding.

The flanking team trying to run back towards their side of the lawn got nailed, every last one of them, with hits that knocked them off their feet and made them regret following Monoma's attack strategy even if it had worked at first. Class-A started cheering, while Class-B stopped wasting their snowballs on the boy who was covered in snow but just kept grinning as the Class-B members scrambled back up and ran towards their fort.

"Guess Bakugo's number one at snowball fights too," Sero said, looking to his right at Kirishima and laughing.

"Oi," Bakugo said, and he turned his head to the right to glare straight at the middle of Class-B's snow fort. All of the scattered snowball fights along the lines of the forts came to a stop as everyone on the lawn looked towards the boy near the middle of Class-A's fort. "I'm tired of this back and forth. It's time to attack!"

All of Class A and B stared at him with lowered lips for a second as Bakugo smirked towards the other class's fort. "Let's destroy their fort."

"Um, Bakugo-kun. I do not think that is how snowball fights-"

"I'm in Bakugo!" Kirishima called out, jumping to his feet and ignoring Iida's protest. He ran forward and jumped over the wall to their side, and Bakugo jumped forward at the same time. Sato turned to Shoji and Koda and grinned, then he jumped up and over the wall as well, with Shoji right behind him, and Koda just following since he was the last one there.

The fact that Koji Koda was one of the first ones over the wall though, made the majority of Class A feel like they were falling behind. Everyone scrambled up while picking up as many of the pre-made snowballs they had around them, or scooping up more snow as they rose.

"Everyone prepare yourselves!" Kendo shouted to her classmates. The others who had just retreated back behind the walls were scooting backwards, expecting some reprieve from their destruction as they had made it to safety. The rest of of Class-B rose up their snowballs and threw them for some defense as Class-A charged their fort.

The Class-A students leapt up on the walls and threw snowballs down, but Kirishima got slammed by a dozen at the same time as the first person up there, and he flew backwards and landed on his back. He rose an arm up dramatically, then he brought it down and wiped the snowball off of his face. "Brrr," Kirishima shivered, then he started laughing and jumped back up as his classmates were all running by him. "Let's end this!" He yelled.

"Destroy their fort too!" Tetsutetsu shouted, running over the wall farther down the line. "While it's unprotected!" Shiozaki and Honenuki leapt up behind him and ran towards Class-A's fort, and the few who had stayed behind to stay out of the chaos looked over to see the trouble coming. Both forts were destroyed in under a minute, and the front lawn of Class-A's building at Heights Alliance dorm complexes became a warzone. The area turned into more chaos than an organized battleground, but Kendo and Iida were keeping an eye on everyone to make sure the rules were followed. No one took it too far though, (though Bakugo came close with a few warnings from Iida), but overall, the classes were smiling and having a good time.

"Not good. This is not good," Zach was running down a side road in some suburbs not far from a train station he just left. "How is he here already? Did he follow me on the train? Can he fly?" Zach looked over his shoulder and back down the road, but he could not see anyone behind him. That only made him more panicked though, because he knew the guy was still there since he had spotted him only a minute earlier.

His eyes darted up into the dark sky above that was still dropping snowflakes down, though slower than it had earlier in the afternoon. The white everywhere had tricked Zach into thinking it was earlier, though really he had just been hoping all day that the daytime would last forever, and people would stay on the streets. It was New Year's after all, and he was hoping people would be out at bars celebrating. Why did it have to snow today?! Zach thought. Why, is it going to get worse tonight? Why are bars closing- because they don't want their patrons walking home drunk and falling asleep in the snow and dying… but still! Couldn't one just stay open?! I could stay near it, and people would be going in and out all the time and I wouldn't have to-

Zach came to a stop and he stared down the sidewalk to the next intersection. A man just walked out from around the corner and turned his way. The man did not stop when he saw him, or slow down, he just kept walking with his hands down in the pockets of his long black coat. He had on a black hat with a rim around it, and he had on a black mask similar to Zach's that covered up the bottom half of his face. That man turned towards Zach and kept walking like he was your everyday passerby, but Zach had seen him over a dozen times that day. He had seen the man everywhere he looked, and the man was walking straight towards him.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck," Zach started walking backwards, then he turned and sprinted out into the road and straight down it. The roads were cleared by snow-plows, so he could run faster on them than he could on the sidewalks that were starting to get slippery. Zach started sprinting as fast as he could down the road, a look of sheer panic on his face. What do I do?! Do I fight?! Can I beat him?! He's everywhere! He's going to get me! He's, going to bring me back to Shigaraki- I'd rather die! I'd really, rather die! So do it then!

Zach clenched his eyes closed and he sprinted even faster than he knew he could. NO! I don't, want to! I'm free! If he catches me though, that torture wouldn't be like last time. It- could it be worse? That's… Zach's lips trembled and then he bit down hard on his bottom lip. Should I kill him? I could break the rule. I've seen what Hunter does. The kind of monster he is. No, no no no No! No killing. That's, the easy way. But he's going to get me. Unless, I fight. I have to fight. I can't do it in the open though. If we make a lot of noise in a place like this, police will come, people will take pictures, Kurogiri will make portals and take me away. Fight or die. Fight or die. Fight or die? FIGHT!

"I still think Class-B's snow-giant was better," Monoma muttered, his arms crossed as he stood near the wall behind the tables in Class-A's dorm.

Kuroiro looked next to him at the blond boy leaning there, and he said, "It was hard to see for you guys. They'll still be out there in the morning, and we can get a better look at how they ended up."

"If Kendo and Class-A's rep didn't end the contest early, we would've won for sure," Kosei agreed with Monoma, leaning forward past Kuroiro to say it to the blond leaning on the dark boy's other side.

"It's snowing too hard," Kuroiro said, agreeing with the decision the class reps made. "Besides, it got way too cold."

"What a way to bring in the New Year. Starting it on a blizzard," Kosei leaned back against the wall. The boy with short spiky brown hair smirked and added, "Though, guess it's also a cool way to finish off the year."

To the right of the three Class-B boys in the crowded common room of Class-A's dormitory, the couches were all packed around the television in the corner of the room. Both Kendo and Iida prepared for when everyone would come back inside after their outdoor activities back when they were shopping for their respective classes earlier, so the kitchen and dining area was full of people sipping hot chocolate with mini marshmallows in them. There had been some sweets and snacks on the counters too, but the bags of chips were brought to different tables and the small table in between the couches wound up having most of the snacks on it as the party centered there instead of the kitchen.

"'I totally drilled you with the last snowball right before they called it,'" Sato read off the speech bubble sticking out of one of the Class B student's necks. Manga Fukidashi then started laughing which popped up in text over his head too, while Sato said, "That was you?!" He had been hit hard in the back of the head right at the end of the fight and looked around for who did it but no one from Class-B had taken the credit. "That was a cheap shot and you know it…"

Over on the left couch in the sitting area, Yaoyorozu sat on one side with two other girls sitting on her left. Shiozaki and Kendo were both in Class-B, but they were talking freely with Yaoyorozu who laughed with a hand over her mouth at something Kendo said. Juzo Honenuki suddenly pushed his head over the top of the couch between the two girls from Class-B's faces, making them jump in a bit of surprise. "Hey Kendo, do you have the remote? It's almost time."

"Really?" Kendo asked, and she looked back towards the tv that was at a low volume since no one was really watching while they were all talking to each other. Her eyes widened at the countdown, and she said with a small laugh, "I totally lost track of the time." Kendo looked to either side of her, shifting her weight a bit and reaching down where she found the remote she had put down after lowering the volume earlier. "Here," she said, handing it up to Honenuki whose eyes widened in a bit of surprise, before he reached forward and grabbed it and pulled back fast.

"Um, thanks," he said, then he shook his head around and pointed the remote towards the tv to turn it up a few notches.

The others sitting on couches in the area or standing around them turned towards the tv as they started hearing the song coming from it louder. They wondered why it was being turned up, and most of them looked at the countdown in the corner in surprise. "This is probably the last song before they go back to do the actual countdown," Kaminari said from the left side of the couch centered in front of the tv. He turned to his right and the girl who he had been talking to with Sero who sat on her other side.

"The, countdown," Hagakure said slowly, turning back to the screen again after facing Kaminari when he spoke. "I- I have to, go to the bathroom," Hagakure said, jumping out of her seat real quick.

"Huh, oh-" Kaminari leaned back as the girl ran in front of him. She was wearing more casual clothes than most of the people in Class-B had on, as were a lot in Class-A, but all the wet clothes from their outer layers were gathered around near the heaters by the door. Iida had been very organized when they all came in to make sure the entire common area did not get wet, then some in Class-A had gone up to their rooms to get changed into more comfortable clothes. A couple from Class-B had run back to their dorms too, but with the snow coming down as hard as it was, most of them did not want the extra two trips.

Kaminari turned and watched Hagakure go, then he leaned back on the couch and put his hands behind his head again. "Another year gone by," Kaminari remarked. "Another missed opportunity."

Sero looked towards Kaminari and laughed at what the blond boy was referring to. Then Sero noticed something over Kaminari's head, standing past the other side of the couch and looking towards the oblivious blond boy who just started watching the countdown with a relaxed look on his face. Sero snickered and then got up off the couch, making the blond turn to him and ask, "What? Not going to watch?"

"Still got a couple minutes," Sero said and waved a hand off at him. "I'm going to grab some more hot chocolate."

Kaminari shrugged, not feeling cold himself anymore since they had been inside for a while. He scooted into the middle and stretched out his arms now that no one was sitting next to him, putting his head back and letting out an exhausted sigh. He grinned at the sounds of everyone talking around the room, and he closed his eyes and thought, This was the best idea. Just a fun day. No training, no studying, nothing but a party.

"Oi, move your arm," Kaminari lifted his head and then pulled his left arm out of the way fast as Jirou was already sitting without waiting for him to move it.

"Dang, almost thought I'd get the whole couch all the way to the countdown," Kaminari said, shrugging his shoulders while smirking at the girl next to him who gave him an annoyed look before switching to a smug one.

"Oh I'm so sorry," she said, while leaning back on the couch herself and taking up more room by putting her hands back behind her head with her elbows out.

The singing on the screen stopped, and it went back to the hosts of the countdown party. "What I would give to be in Tokyo right now," Kirishima said, leaning over the top of the center couch on the right of Kaminari's head. He hopped over the back of it and continued to the blond boy next to him and the girl who looked over from Kaminari's left, "There's gotta be like a million people out there!"

"You know, every year when the countdown hits zero, all those people do a special tradition," Kaminari said. Kirishima's eyebrows lifted up, while the girl behind Kaminari opened her eyes wide. "I hear there's always a lot of trouble because so many of the people out there are drunk by this time, and when the countdown hits zero they all pop off their Quirks into the air. The ones who can at least."

"Yeah, can you not do that?" Jirou said, leaning forward off the couch and giving Kaminari a threatening look. "If you knock out the power on a night as cold as this-"

"I won't, I won't," Kaminari assured, holding up his hands defensively. "It's just something I saw last New Year's when I was watching the countdown. Even though it's so discouraged, the cameras always pan around to try and catch all the cool Quirks people show off. Probably gets them in trouble, haha," Kirishima laughed with him, and then someone from Class-B behind the couch called out, 'One minute left!'

Hanta Sero stood back at a table not far from the couches. Most of the others around the common room were moving closer to the backs of the couches so they could all chant the countdown together. Sero looked towards the couch he had gotten up from, but he shook his head with a mock-disappointed look on it while still smiling wide. "Tsk tsk," he said as he shook his head at the two who started arguing again, only to turn as Kirishima started the countdown earlier than anyone, yelling out '35!' as excitedly as if he were yelling out '1.' Kaminari and Jirou both sweatdropped as '34' came out in an even more excited way, but this time a few others actually joined in with them as they thought it was time to start counting down.

Midoriya stood behind the couch that Yaoyorozu and two Class-B girls were sitting on, and he turned to Uraraka who was standing next to him. "Hey Uraraka," he started. She turned to him and was about to call out a number with Kirishima, but she froze at the more serious look on Deku's face. Her eyes opened huge and her cheeks started to turn red, and then Midoriya asked, "Do you have any New Year's resolutions?" He turned back forward after asking and looked towards the tv and the countdown. "I've been thinking about mine."

Uraraka's face only turned more red in the following seconds as she thought about what she had assumed, then she shook her head around and put a finger up to her chin. "New Year's resolutions? I, didn't really think about it."

On the couch in front of them, Yaoyorozu glanced over her shoulder as she heard what Midoriya said. She turned back to look at the tv, then glanced out the corners of her eyes to the left where Tetsutetsu and Honenuki were both leaning forward and calling out numbers with Kendo and Shiozaki now. New Year's, resolution? Yaoyorozu thought. She stared towards the screen and the number '15' that popped up in the middle of it now that the camera was zooming in on the giant building in Tokyo that everyone at that huge party was shouting at.

"Fourteen!" The building was a lot louder with the shout this time, as more people who were initially annoyed at how early it started got into it.

"Hey, Ojiro…"

"Thirteen!"

"You better not spark off."

"I'm not going to! Geez, you know that's not the only New Year's' tradition that happens at midnight?"

"Twelve!"

Yaoyorozu shifted her eyes from the tv over to her right. Her gaze passed over the couch on the other side of the coffee table where some other Class B students were sitting with some of her own classmates standing behind them and chanting with everyone. Yaoyorozu glanced to her right at the center couch in the room. Jirou's face was red for some reason, and Kaminari started laughing a second later while everyone was shouting 'Eleven.' Jirou, Kaminari, Yaoyorozu thought, and she smiled softly as Jirou hit Kaminari on the shoulder and snapped something at him which made him lean away.

Zach, Yaoyorozu glanced back towards the tv as the countdown dropped below ten and most everyone was chanting now. She herself stopped calling out numbers already though, and her smile lowered down at what she just thought. Seeing the two others who were with them at USJ, seeing everyone in the room happy and chanting and laughing, Yaoyorozu wanted to keep going with all of them. She could not find it in her to keep smiling though, her eyes shifting down from the screen to the floor of the room between the couches. Where is he right now? No one's, seen him for months. Early November, and it's January in six seconds. He hasn't saved anyone in so long. Zach, are you really alive out there? Are you safe?

Kaminari was leaning back towards Jirou to say something to her, but Kirishima called out 'Five' so loud behind him that he waited a half a second to start up. But when he took his brief pause, he spotted Yaoyorozu past Jirou and on the other couch. Everyone around her was staring at the tv and chanting the number 'Four,' so he was the only one to notice. His eyes went wide, and Jirou got confused and spun around with a semi-flustered look at what took Kaminari's attention away. Those kinds of thoughts faded from her mind though, as she saw Yaoyorozu's sad expression and her gaze aimed at the floor instead of the tv.

Jirou opened her mouth to ask, 'What's wrong,' but she stopped herself from doing so. She told herself that she just did not want to make a big deal out of it and have other people look towards Momo, but really she just already knew the answer. Jirou turned to Kaminari to say something about it, but he had leaned back in his seat already and was staring towards the tv in a quieter way than the others around him.

"Two!" Kirishima yelled it so loud and was out of his chair, pumping a fist up in the air. So the fact that the guy next to him was not standing up and yelling made him turn his head back. He looked at Kaminari who he last saw a few seconds earlier smiling and laughing with Jirou. The spiky-haired blond's mouth had dipped and he was staring straight at the tv screen with a sad look on his face. Kirishima's eyes opened wide, while everyone in the room yelled out, 'One!'

"Happy New Year!" Thirty people shouted at the same time, and they all started cheering and making a lot of noise. Jirou looked back and forth between Yaoyorozu and Kaminari, and she pursed her lips in an upset way at how the new year just started. Sero was cheering with everyone else, but he kept his eye close to the couch and shook his head once more as he saw Kaminari and Jirou's heads still far apart. He caught a glimpse of Yaoyorozu's face past them right as Kendo was turning to her and asking her a question, but Yaoyorozu's face lit back up and she smiled in a normal way at Kendo's question. Then Sero's eyes shifted over to behind that couch, and behind Midoriya and Uraraka who cheered along with everyone else.

Sero stared towards a boy with a thick tail and blond hair that matched the color of the fur at the end of his tail. His cheeks were bright red and his eyes huge, and Sero got a semi-confused look on his face, until he noticed that there was a second set of clothes floating in front of Ojiro's. Sero's eyes bulged and his bottom lip lowered, even more than Ojiro himself. Then Sero started laughing as he looked around and saw no one else in the room noticed. Perk of being an invisible girl, huh? Too bad I was on the lookout!

Yaoyorozu turned away from Kendo after assuring her that it was nothing and she was just thinking something strange for a second. She looked back towards the tv where the cameramen were aiming their cameras all around the giant party in the streets towards people illegally setting off their Quirks in fun ways that had police rushing towards them. Yaoyorozu kept her smile on her face, but it lowered down a bit as she stared at the screen where the countdown was stuck on '0.' Zach. If I had a New Year's resolution this year, just one. It would be to find you. I don't think I can do it. But I want you to come back. Aizawa sensei said your name had been taken off the roster the first day of this last term, and there was one less seat in the classroom, but we've all known it this whole time. Class-A is missing a student. We miss you. I… I just want to know, that you're safe.

"Happy New Year's!"

Zach heard a shout come from a third story window above him where someone stuck their arms out and started banging two pots together to make a lot of noise. He could not slow down though. He hobbled forward as fast as he could, a dark figure with glowing red eyes limping through the night. I need to run! Snow fell heavily around him, and Zach spun around the next corner of the alley and put his back up against it for a few seconds. His whole body wisped out darkness, and he breathed heavily and in long breaths as he rose his hands in front of his body.

Zach turned his head and darted his gaze back down the alley he just ran-hobbled through. He had his left hand lifted and ready to throw the swirling black haze over it that kind of looked like a ball if it were not so loose in form. He spun back and forth, then he turned around to see if there was anyone in the alley that he just ran into. I wish I had run through alleys more during my training. I always wanted to see so much, look around at everything, that I never thought of mapping out all these alleyways! And it's going to get me killed!

He heard a noise behind him and ran back into the three-way intersection of the alley before throwing his hand down and making the black swirling mass on his bloody hand hit the floor. Snow blew up from the collision, making a black and white wind rush out down every possible way he could move. Then Zach came running out of one of the directions, not the way he came from or first turned into, but the way he would have gone had he kept going straight in the first place.

Zach ran forward, wincing with every step and leaving a trail of red behind him as he could feel his right shoe was already sopping with blood. His entire right pant leg was wet, at least the first layer of pants were. The outer layer had been ripped off from the thigh down, just as his left sleeves had been leaving that bloody arm bare. Did he know where I was injured? He reopened the wound on purpose, he must have, Zach thought, glancing again towards his left arm. Even with the black veil over his whole body, he could see the red drenching down his entire arm. I'm losing, so much blood, again, Zach thought, staggering to a stop towards the end of the alley, then glancing behind him to see if anyone was there.

The boy lifted his head after looking back and seeing no one. If only, I had, my grappling gun. Dabi said my, mobility needed work. I could get to the rooftops… then what? I can't, jump like this. He turned and started staggering forward again. He exited onto a dark street, and he could not tell where he was. The roads were no longer plowed, the snow was coming down too hard for the plows to hit these areas on the outskirts of the city as often. Zach heard more shouting coming from the upper floor of a building near him. "Hey, want to help me-" he stopped his half-hearted call for help and shook his head around. "Don't drag anyone, into this," he muttered, thinking on the woman in the warehouse who he abandoned in order to escape Spinner. "You've all done, enough," Zach said, and he reached into his pocket, pulled out a wallet, and he dropped it on the floor behind him before he kept staggering right out into the middle of the abandoned road.

"Alright!" Zach called out, spinning around in a circle. He almost fell as he finished his spin. He looked towards the alley he came from, then up towards the roofs around him. He was in an area with some small apartment complexes and run-down offices, but he could not think of how the place would look in the daytime and without snow cover so he didn't recognize it. "Come on Hunter. Where are you?" Zach asked, his voice normal-toned while he glared around at all the rooftops, all the windows, all the different alleys and entranceways to buildings. "People might be leaving friends' New Year's' parties soon. Can't let me be out here when they come out, can you?" He hesitated, then he called out louder, "Wait, can you?!"

Zach snapped his head left and glared at the top of a nearby building. "I know you can fly!" He shouted. Are there really parties going on around here? Hearing a few people in their houses celebrating, I just assume people will come out? And if they do, then what? Kurogiri finds me at a police station? Or Hunter kills them before they can do a thing- Zach lifted up his right arm and swung it in front of his face. The jaw of his skull showing through the thin black aura on his face lowered. His jaw lowered, and Zach let out a gasp of air that looked like black steam and covered up more of his face that had been losing some of the black veil with the recent attacks he tried.

Zach lowered his right hand and looked at the knife he had caught by the blade. He saw some blood get on it, but he caught it while it was moving pretty fast, and he caught it right on the blade. "It barely nicked me," he muttered, wondering about the black veil over his hand. "How did I catch it?" He added in just as much confusion, then he lifted his gaze and flipped the knife around while his black aura seeped over the weapon. He held the hilt upside-down and brought it back towards his chest, keeping the blade pointed out in front of him while he rose his left hand into a curled fighting position.

A knife came flying at Zach, right towards the first knife he was already holding. Zach pulled the weapon back and turned the blade to try and hit the other one away. He had brought the hilt too close to his chest though, that as he pulled back to deflect, his own hand touched his chest. The knife that hit his knife next pushed it harder into him, while also slicing open one of his fingers. It sliced through without a problem, because the black aura vanished off of Zach's hand in that same instant.

Zach pulled his bloody hand away from his chest, then he started pulling it back in. Two hands slammed onto the back of Zach and slammed him into the snowy street. One hand grabbed him by the back of the head, the other by his right shoulder-blade that the man pushed something sharp into so hard that Zach felt something tearing inside his back. He lost feeling inside most of his right arm, while he felt pain filling his entire body. The figure who had a hand on the back of Zach's head moved that hand around his head and covered Zach's mouth with it before pulling his head off of the floor.

"Hard to hunt something I can't kill, and I can't touch," Hunter said. Zach's head turned sideways as the man with the creepy voice pulled it to one side, and Zach looked up into the scariest eyes he had ever seen before. Not only were they the eyes of a villain, not only were they the only thing Zach could see on the man's face that had a mask covering the bottom and a hat covering the top, but they were the eyes of a man who was not going to listen to anything Zach tried bargaining him with.

He's going to take me back! Zach thought, and he struggled to pull his head out of the man's grasp. Hunter had his hand over Zach's mouth to prevent him from screaming, but Zach was not trying to move his mouth from the hand, only trying to make it so he could move his head better. He slammed down as hard as he could with his head, while opening his mouth and biting at the same time. He bashed his head through the snow and made a hole all the way to the pavement, but it did not hurt much the first time because of the cushion. As Hunter moved his hand though, and the snow was now parted while Zach pulled up again, he had a clear shot on the pavement and nothing keeping him from smashing his head as hard as he possibly could. "AhhhAHAH!" He sob-screamed as he smashed his head down towards the pavement, doing it as hard as he could to try and prevent himself from ever waking up again.

"As I said," Hunter's hand re-wrapped around Zach's head, but on his forehead this time. Zach still pushed down towards the ground, and Hunter stopped talking because his hand hit the floor with such force that it actually hurt even while pulling the boy's head back. "Can't kill you, and I also can't let you kill yourself," Hunter said. He flipped Zach over, and he had a black sack in his hand that he slid over Zach's unmoving right arm. He scooped up some snow as he got the arm in the bag too, not caring to be precise when it could mean getting killed.

"If you don't bring me back," Zach started. "I'll- I'll do whatever you want. I'll grant-ack, grant you three wishes!" He yelled, his voice cracking and breaking as he yelled it.

"Grant wishes now?" Hunter said while he stood up, dragging Zach to his feet at the same time and pulling out another sack, this one for Zach's head. He stopped and looked down at the boy's right arm that was in a special sack tied tightly around his bicep so it would no slip off. "You can bring people to life, kill people, and you've got the appearance of…" Hunter lifted his head back up from the hand he covered to stare into the terrified boy's eyes. "No way," Hunter said, shaking his head. "I know what this is. It's one of those, deals with the devil. Those always go wrong," he shook his head at the boy who leaned his head back with a look of even more shocked horror on his face.

The devil? HE thinks I'M the devil?! FUCCKKKK! Zach's eyes were shaking and his mouth twisted up so far while he looked into Hunter's eyes. Hunter was raising the sack to put over Zach's head again, but Zach had pulled his mask down to make it easier to breathe during the fight-chase he had been having for hours now. Zach smirked at the man before him with an absolutely insane look on his own face to match the eyes of the villain. "What do you, think is worse?" Zach asked. "Making a deal with the-ack, ack gah," he started coughing, his body feeling weak and tired and unhealthy. He lifted up the corner of his chapped lips and regained a half-smirk on his pale face after the coughing fit though. "Or, handing the devil off, to someone who will torture him? I'll- if you do this, my wrath will know no end." Zach's eyes squinted more, his lips curling down, as he went for the biggest bluff in his life. "You will burn for eternity. In the hell flames. In the pit. And I will be your master until the end of time."

Hunter kept staring into the kid's eyes from close up, and he reached down and grabbed a knife off of his waist, dropping the sack on the floor. "You're freaking me out. So I'm just going to kill you. I'll tell Shigaraki it was unavoidable."

What should have felt like a huge relief to Zach, made his eyes shoot open wide in panic. "W-Wait," he started. "I'm not really the-" he paused, and then his face scrunched up in so much conflicted frustration. I don't want to die! I don't want to go back! WHY ARE THOSE, the only two, options? Zach closed his eyes and never finished what he was saying, holding his breath and preparing for the end.

"I don't believe you," Hunter said, and he stabbed his knife forward.

Clink!

Zach opened his eyes fast. He stared at Hunter's knife that was flying out of his hand, and the man in front of him yanked him backwards while leaping up in the air. He leapt so high up that Zach let out a gasp as they were suddenly on the top of a four-story apartment building that had cracked walls and a few boarded windows so it looked like half the rooms were uninhabited. Hunter turned and bent his legs to jump again, but as he made to leap into the air, he yelled out and snapped his gaze down.

Zach followed Hunter's eyes down to the man's legs, and his own eyes opened a little more before closing to the less-than-half-open state they were in previously. His eyes closed a little more but bounced open when he felt a jolt on top of another roof. He heard Hunter's voice growl, "I know you."

He felt a hard drop as he landed down on the roof, but it was not as rough as he thought it should be. He felt cold a second later and remembered how there was a thick layer of snow all over the roof they were on. His body half-sank into it with the initial drop, and through the one eye not in the snow, Zach saw the man in front of him slash down between his pressed-together legs with a long curved knife.

Zach Sazaki's head turned a little more and he looked up to see Hunter leaping off the building. Someone was on the next building down's roof, and they leapt up at the same time Hunter did. They each slashed at each other, then the man who had been on the other building landed next to Zach and reached down, grabbing the boy by the back of the shirt. "…the drop." Zach's hearing was fuzzy and one of his ears was full of snow, so he did not hear much of what the man just said to him. He did hear 'the drop' though, and before he could wonder what it meant, he was falling off of the building.

The fuck is happening? Zach thought. His eyes closed, then when they opened back up he was getting dragged by his left arm. The person dragging him was fast, but chasing after their backs was someone Zach did not recognize. The man was in all black but did not look to be dressed for winter considering how thin all his clothing was. Even his headwear was not a beanie or warm face-mask, but a hard black mask that covered up the top half of his face and the top of his skull. That man leapt up in the air and Zach's eyes followed him up for a second, but his eyelids were closing and he did not see what happened next.

The next thing he knew he was lying on the ground again, this time with more of his body out of the snow. He was in an alleyway that did not get a lot of snow in it because of how close the buildings were together which meant the wind blowing the snow up above kept it from filling up in here. Zach turned his head and lifted the top half of his body. He lowered his right hand down and winced in pain from more than the wound on his back, feeling a cut on his palm and on his right ring finger too. The pain actually shook him out of the daze he had been in for a bit though, and he shook his head around while regaining a sense of himself.

"I'm alive," he muttered. "And, not captured?" He wondered, looking down to his right hand. He stared at the black sack that was definitely tied around his hand, and he reached over to try and untie it with only his left, just to find the knot impossible to take out like that. He winced as he used his left arm to try this, and he finally dropped the bloody arm back to his left side. Zach leaned against the wall behind him, and he let out a long breath that hung in the air in front of him. The cold stone wall, the nice breeze through his short and messy black hair, it all felt so nice to him at the moment. His eyes opened up and he saw a warm glow around everything in his vision. "This is nice…" he blinked a few times, then he lowered his gaze to his left arm that was still bleeding, then his right leg that was bloody too and straight-out limp out in front of him even after he had curled his left knee towards his chest. But it hurt moving my right leg, he thought, a sad look on his face as he tried telling himself to move that leg too.

Fuck… He heard the curse far back in his head, but his body and the rest of his mind ignored it. I'm dying… Zach's eyes widened more, and he looked down at himself. He rose up his right arm and brought his aching hand to his chest that groaned in pain from a bruise. He pressed his palm against his chest, then he frowned and moved the sacked-up hand from his body. Guess he found something, that blocks it. They had my medical records, I guess. Zach lifted his right hand and pressed it through the sack into the wall behind him, and he started sliding his back up the wall while unbending his curled-in left leg. How the fuck, am I going to, survive this?

Zach slid up farther, but putting weight on his right leg made it feel more wet. He felt more blood was coming out of the wound on his right thigh. Would Hunter have risked, a fatal wound, at first? Maybe, he just wanted me to, pass out from blood loss, then he'd patch me… Zach started leaning to the side and almost fell, but he slammed both palms backwards into the wall and brought the back of his head back into it too. The slam of his head hurt a lot, and he realized he put more strength into that slam than he had thought. That hurts like Hell, but I know where I am now! Focus! I have to get out of here while whatever's going on keeps- Zach turned and took a step farther into the alley, then a figure dropped in front of him and landed hard on the ground.

There was less than an inch of snow in the alley, with only light flurries making it in from above. The guy who hit the ground did not have a soft landing at all. He was wearing black, and he did not have on Hunter's black coat that Zach saw him wearing earlier. "God damn it," Zach said, and he rose his right hand towards his mouth to try and tear the sack off. He bit down on the material and shook his head around trying to shred it and release his caged hand. Even a small hole would be good enough for him, and he thought he'd be able to figure out when he touched his teeth with his palm after his vision started to tint red. It happened slowly at first, and it was not a bright red tint, only something he noticed when he started using Nightmare for extended periods of time. But once he did notice it, it was impossible to enter the form without him knowing as the corners of his vision shaded red after only a few seconds.

Zach heard a groan in front of him, and for a second his eyes opened wide in hopes that the man who was fighting Hunter would get up again. Then, he lifted his gaze and stared into the air in front of him and up ten feet. He stared at a figure who was upside-down in front of him so their faces were only ten feet apart, a diagonal gap between Zach's pale one and the man who had the top half of his face covered by a hard black mask. "Huh," Zach dropped his right arm to his side, then he looked down at the man in front of him. So that's Hunter, Zach thought. He lifted his head back up to the man above him who he realized was not hovering, but hanging from something. The guy dropped down before Zach could figure out what he was hanging from, but Zach did not take a step back as the man landed in front of him.

"You want something?" Zach muttered, tilting his head to the side.

Webb faced the kid in front of him who was taller than he had been told. He then turned and reached down, grabbing the man below him by his right leg. Hunter was just sliding his left leg up to its knee, but Webb grabbed that leg and snapped it to the side with a hard twist. "Ha," Zach laughed, while Hunter's head just fell down to the ground, passing out from the shock when his bone stuck out of his leg. Webb tossed his hand up and threw Hunter into the air, then Webb brought back his middle finger and index finger on his right hand. Out from his knuckles shot a white substance that slammed into Hunter and flung him into the wall, and it stuck him there.

"A, web?" Zach muttered. He lowered his gaze back to the man in front of him. The guy was wearing a kind-of costume, even though it was mainly just a tight black suit with the mask over his head. "You a hero, or something?" Zach asked the guy, wondering if the mask might have had a hidden visor that made it so they were actually making eye contact. Zach's vision was blurry, his head was pounding, and he was really feeling the cold for the first time all night as shivers coursed through his body.

Webb pulled a phone out of his pocket and put it up to his head. "Yeah. I'm reporting a villain. He's stuck to a wall of an alley off of 34th street near Bullshead Avenue… Attempted murder. A video with his villainous actions will be delivered to the police station tomorrow morning." Webb lowered his phone and ended the call, putting it back into his pocket. Then he turned to the boy next to him who was staring at him blankly, though now with a slightly worried look on his face at the sound of that call. "Or something," Webb replied to the teenager.

Zach forgot what he had asked, so he thought back on why the guy would say that to him, then he tilted his head as it came back to him. He's, not a hero? "You a villain?" Zach asked. "You want to use my Quirk?" His eyes were dark, and his voice shaky at the question yet also angry and daring. "You want to try?" Zach muttered, then he started falling backwards. "Oh sh-" he tried bringing a leg back to catch himself, but he picked the wrong one and grunted in pain instead before falling to his butt.

Zach lifted his gaze back to the man in front of him who shook his head at him with a deep frown on his face. "You really fucked things up for me here, kid." The man said.

"Sure," Zach whispered, while his eyes were closing and his head was bowing farther. "I'm gonna, sleep now," he said, his eyes closed and his head dropped down. The corners of his lips curled up as he did not feel the immediate need to open his eyes back up this time. "Thanks…"

A/N Thanks... for reading! Class-A and Class-B have a New Year's party! While at the same time, Zach is hunted by the dangerous Hunter and nearly cut down. Webb shows up at the last second to save Zach's life, though he doesn't seem too happy about doing it. Zach survives for now though, and despite how long it's been, Class-A hasn't forgotten about him. Not completely. Their paths cross early this chapter, but they are in different worlds and Zach can only look on them from afar as he kept moving through the streets. Near death, will Webb be able to save Zach? What does the anti-hero want? Where will Zach go from here? Find out next time! Hope you enjoyed, and leave a review below telling me what you think or predictions for what's coming!

LordOfTee chapter 28 . 7h ago

So Zach now has an appreciation of life that goes further beyond life is fragile.
He seems to be coping to his situation better than most people would.

Zach manages to hold onto some of his ideals, though he has some lapses in here. Loving life yet not knowing how he's going to survive and live it. Wanting to live but willing to die if it means not going back. Even some thoughts about killing the Hunter. We'll see how he continues to cope with what's happened in the coming chapters. Thanks for reviewing!

D-Koy24 chapter 28 . 1h ago

I'm all alone...
I can't trust anyone...
Not even myself...
I'm on the run...
With a monster inside me...
Or is that monster really me...
They're after me I have to get away...
I can't go back...

Awesome review XD. Read it, and I could totally see Zach sitting in that alley covered in trash the night before with that mantra in his head before he fell asleep. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

Logargon chapter 28 . 8h ago

I held out hope ... that everything would have turned out ok in the end ... but ... but just damb you've taken a cannon and not just sunk the ship but demolished it ... it's just so heart wrenching. Oh pour Zach , that sweet child something goods gotta come out of this soon right?! It's just gotta. I needs to know more plz! The suspense to know more is killing me! How did every one else respond to the families death!

;( Sank the ship, blown it to bits, oh yeah. Zach's managing not to dwell on it too much, though he is running for his life... I guess something good came this time? Better, than constant despair at least, though seeing his former classmates going shopping for party supplies couldn't have felt great, as much as he told himself it was. Thanks for reviewing!