Death

by tmb1112

Death is a Quirk that can only kill. A perfect Quirk for a villain, but what if the boy who manifested that power just wanted to be a hero? Enrolling in U.A. might not be enough when all your Quirk can do is kill people. Follow Zach Sazaki from his first day in Class A on a story that spans years, as he learns to be a hero, finds out more about his Quirk, and too much to summarize!

200. Chapter 200: Atem

Disclaimer: I don't own Boku no Hero Academia

Chapter 200:

On the side of the road on a side street of Musutafu City, Zach Sazaki stood in front of a store window full of television sets. He had his hood down, as he could not hide his face from the people around who would be looking his way if he had it up on a sunny day as this. The chilly day called for a hoodie that he wore, a plain black one covering up his body and arms and most of his neck too. He stared in at the tvs with his backpack on and full of all his belongings other than the clothes on his back.

"Is that Lifebringer?"

"What's he doing just standing there?"

Zach pretended not to hear the murmurs of people nearby who were not approaching him. A couple people just walked by on the sidewalk without giving him too long of a look, and a few came over and started watching the tvs too thinking something important might be going on for Lifebringer to just be standing there watching. Those concerns the people who decided to watch had faded from mind, as they realized why it was he was interested in the news segment being discussed.

"…And just yesterday, hundreds of posts were shared over a hundred thousand times on Quirkbook. There was no response from Lifebringer though. Every hospital that called for his help was ignored-"

"Can you stop with all this negative coverage of Lifebringer?!" The co-host snapped it, looking pissed at his colleague who would not give up on this despite the argument they had been having. "Enough, okay? I just appreciate so much that day he brought back 205 people to life. He can't do it every day, but that was last week! Are you so quick to condemn him again-"

"Why last week and not this week?! You're just saying that because you want to be revived if-"

"That is a lie! I just see that what you're doing is the worst way to get him to want to keep reviving people. Let him do it on his own choices, because pushing him like this clearly isn't doing anything but stopping him…"

They're starting to realize it, Zach thought as he watched the man more on his side. Demanding it of me is not the best strategy. I want you to know that. His eyes stayed dark as he watched the screens though, and he could not force a smile even as he noticed someone filming him on his left side down the sidewalk a bit. I'm letting all these people die. I saw all those posts. I- I let kids… He felt guilt, and regret, but he hardened his own thoughts, It's a lesson that they need to learn. That I can't- I won't. He turned his head and took a step as he was going to head off.

The screens all cut off though. Zach felt a deeper sense of dread than he thought he would in that instant, because down the street ahead of him and up on an electric billboard on the side of a skyscraper, the glowing advertisement also cut to black. Yet cars were still driving on the road, people were still using their phones and talking, and lights were still on inside of stores and buildings all around him. The power did not get cut off, and yet both the news and the advertisements on different televisions on different systems had cut off at once. His head turned back to the window on his side, his eyes narrowing intensely before the black screens even switched the images they were showing.

As intense as his look was though at the realization that something was wrong, his eyes still bulged at what he saw on the screens. His lips parted and a gasp escaped them as he stared at the screen in shock…

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In a rural area of Japan a far distance from any nearby cities, three dozen heroes surrounded a mansion high in elevation but still camouflaged by the forest around it. The top of the house only stuck out from the back of the building which was difficult for anyone to see since there was just a steep descent on that side into a thicker forest where no one lived. The back of that large estate had a wide deck on it barely lifted above the tops of the trees over the slope behind it, and the heroes gathered in groups of 4-6 behind the building and on its northeast and southeast (as the building's front faced west), were moving in stealthily while keeping an eye on the few villains on the deck who had yet to notice their approach. The thick canopy had gaps between branches and leaves for the heroes to keep views on the windows and the villains near the deck's outer railing where two people were smoking cigarettes out in the open.

Across the mountain road in front of the mansion isolated from the nearest town by a couple of miles, Best Jeanist moved into the closest hiding spot to the front door. The third-ranked hero in the country ordered everyone with him, "All heroes, commence Operation Atem."

14 Hours Earlier…

"This has nothing to do with Intanzo," Best Jeanist told the group in front of him.

Thirty-four heroes and sidekicks were gathered in the briefing room facing Best Jeanist who stood at the front next to one other man also in the Top Ten rankings of their nation's hero leaderboard. Wash nodded his head with the flap of his washing-machine-looking body moving up and down in a somehow serious way. Although most of them were part of the task force put together under Best Jeanist solely to track down and capture Intanzo, they had been working together for close to a year now and were almost all well-acquainted. It was a team ready for a mission at an instant's notice, so none of the heroes suddenly called there had anything to say against how they were called together for something not Intanzo-related.

"I have called you all here today for a different reason." Best Jeanist lifted a remote and pressed a button that turned on a screen on the wall behind him that he stepped aside from in front of. He and Wash stood on opposite sides of the projected image of a man caught on a security camera. The camera image was in color, paused and zoomed-in on a man leaving a deli across the street from a bank in the small town of Koimou. "As some of you may already recognize, this is Tarito Nagae. Otherwise known as the villain, and escaped Tartaros prisoner, Meta." A side-by-side image of a man's mugshot was put up on the screen next to the captured image in Koimou.

"I've heard of Meta," Frolick's sidekick, Ant-Beater began. "But nothing about his Quirk."

"Meta's Quirk is a powerful one," Best Jeanist explained. "It is called Magma. Extremely dangerous, in his hands especially. Responsible for the deaths of over thirty people, including multiple heroes."

Everyone in the room got even more focused after hearing that. Tsunagu Hakamata nodded his head and narrowed his own eyes, frowning though with his mouth hidden behind the popped collar of his jean jacket that was a turtle-neck covering all the way up to his nose. Best Jeanist started to the heroes gathered in front of him which included a group of twelve of his own sidekicks and several other pros who had come with their sidekicks too. "The Radians can wait. Intanzo can wait. This man is a priority one target on the list of the most dangerous Tartaros villains to have escaped during the SFI. Meta was the top lieutenant in a powerful villain group by the name of Braizos which operated twenty years ago. He rose through their ranks by killing upper members and demanding respect through his power. It is suspected that he had gone missing along with an old comrade of his known as Sonic, another lieutenant of the Braizos."

A picture of Sonic was put up alongside Meta's on the screen, the most recent picture they had of him which was him inside of Tartaros after his capture but long before the SFI. Sonic's hair was short and blue unlike Meta who was a bald man, and Sonic did not have any scars on his face either unlike Meta who had a badly messed-up right ear and a scar across the top of his face. Meta's facial scar cut through his left eyebrow and over his eyeball itself as his mugshot showed. He looked like a scary man and had tattoos on both arms and on his neck with arms of all skin colors reaching up grasping for something desperately, though some looked to just be reaching in attempting to strangle him.

Jeanist kept speaking on their target, "It is because Meta is suspected to be accompanied by Sonic that I have gathered this raid together instead of moving in on his position with my agency alone. We will take precautions and face them together. Meta, Sonic, and the leader of the Braizos: Traxx were the three most dangerous members of their gang, and with their defeat came the end of the Braizos who were one of the last powerful villain groups that existed in the time of All Might. Traxx, fortunately, never escaped from Tartaros," Best Jeanist continued, a picture of that man appearing in an interrogation room in Tartaros where he had been brought to earlier for additional information for this raid. "Prison guards reported they saw Sonic and Meta escape through Kurogiri's portal together, but Pixie Bob stopped Traxx from getting out with them. If all three had escaped they would have been top priority from the start, but despite their high status in the Braizos, Meta and Sonic were supposedly more hungry for power and did not have the same high ideals and ambitions that Traxx operated under."

"So what are they doing in this town? Just hiding out?" The Running Hero: Track Star, questioned the country's third-ranked hero.

Best Jeanist opened his mouth to respond, then he paused and forced his arms to stay down and the cough to stay down with it. He cleared his throat and continued after a moment with barely anyone outside of his own agency noticing the strange pause. "I believe he is solely in hiding, though we have no way of knowing what his current plans are. We are acting on this information quickly, however. Meta was disguised as he entered town to buy groceries and a sandwich from this deli, only recognized this time because of his protruding neck tattoos. He since disappeared again since this last spotting, however the business owners we questioned in Koimou reportedly have seen him before though always in heavy clothing with most of his body hard to make out. It was unusually hot two days ago though, and it looks as if Meta removed articles of clothing he had gone out in which revealed part of his tattoos."

Wash swung his right arm out and pointed at the projection with another intense nod as Best Jeanist pressed a button on the remote to change it. Jeanist started seriously to his team, "He was said to have left town on foot so we searched the surrounding woods and found a large property purchased privately sixteen months ago under a fake name. That alone has given us a warrant to search the building, though initial surveillance has also shown unusual activity inside the building. It appears that despite there only being one car in the driveway, there are several people inside whose appearances are distorted by obscure glass windows. Windows which when matched up with images of the same property taken over two years ago have all been replaced so as to keep those inside impossible to recognize by those looking in from outside."

"Do we think Meta and Sonic have recruited other villains to them?"

"Other Tartaros inmates who are still missing, perhaps?" Frolick wondered. The hero in a dark pink uniform had his tight spandex ending before his knees, all four of them which made his legs look abnormal as he sat in the front row just in front of Best Jeanist. "Do we know how many?"

"Based on the groceries Meta bought and the frequency of appearances in the town, we project only 5-10 villains inside at the max. However, without enough information on who these villains are or what they're doing there, we will not take any chances. We will move in with stealth and with full force from the start. These men are not amateurs and will not surrender easily based on psychiatric reports of them." Best Jeanist stepped forward and spoke in a firm unwavering voice, "We will raid this forest estate with the intention of arresting Meta and any who are with him, who are immediately warrant to arrest due to their harboring of a deadly criminal. Do not allow them time to react. Once confirmation is made on Meta's presence, all inside the building are subject to arrest. We will move swiftly, sweeping the entire building and capturing all those inside," Best Jeanist pulled his right arm up in front of his body in a tight fist and had an expression ready for battle on his face. "And we will send these villains back to Tartaros where they belong."

Nods of agreement and intensity went around the room. Everyone focused again as Best Jeanist went on in a voice showing he was discussing the particulars of the raid now, "We believe them to be here, at least for the moment. I wish we could do more surveillance, but Sonic was known to be the smartest of the Braizos and we cannot risk him catching on to our movements and fleeing into the wind. We will move in tomorrow, so we will prepare over the next twelve hours nonstop for the raid. Starting with a description of Sonic's Quirk which may be even more dangerous than Meta's, which is designated as Slow. Sonic's real name was never discovered, and he appears to be a foreign man who spoke as good English and Spanish as he did Japanese, leading prosecutors to label him as an unknown 'American' villain when he was sent to Tartaros. Sonic's Quirk slows time for his enemies to make him seem to be moving insanely fast, and it is unknown the drawbacks of his Quirk."

Grimaces and confused looks went around the room at Best Jeanist's last sentence which made a lot of them feel dread at that aspect. "Such as limits to the number of enemies Slow works on, or how far away they have to be for him to activate it. As it was All Might who defeated all of the Braizos, even a much slowed-down All Might was still far too fast and stopped Sonic easily." Best Jeanist continued strongly though to encourage his discouraged comrades, "If I can see my opponent though, then it won't matter how fast he is. I will use his own fibers to tie him up tighter than he can escape from."

"Wash is going after Meta," Wash's sidekick, Dry, added to the others in the room who he glanced left at from the farthest right seat in the front row of heroes watching this presentation. "Meta's Magma Quirk was responsible for horrible cases of arson that clustered up crime scenes and turned one disaster into several wherever the Braizos appeared. Wash is the perfect opponent for him and will keep Magma from creating chaos the villains could use to their advantage."

"The specs of the mansion," Best Jeanist continued, changing the projection behind him to show all the different rooms in the blueprints. "We will enter from every access point at once, blocking off all exits. Different teams led by different pros will move in simultaneously, with the intention of neutralizing all threats within thirty seconds of the mission's start. This raid will be designated as Operation Atem, as in 'Meta' backwards…"

Present

"All heroes, commence Operation Atem." Best Jeanist gave the order and rushed forward out from behind a tree and across the mountain road in a second. Several sidekicks ran out behind him, while he saw another team ahead on his left moving at the north side of the mansion towards both a side door leading into the mud room next to the kitchen and a window for a first floor guest room where Frolick and Ant-Beater were going to enter from. On his right he spotted just some movement from a team of five sprinting across the slope at a lower elevation on the south of the building, moving at a basement door below the back deck that wrapped around the right side of the house from Best Jeanist's approach.

The back teams moved in as well, though with a few staying on the perimeter just as some heroes stayed out on the road while the others continued running behind Best Jeanist for the front. As Operation Atem began, however, people all over Japan stared at their televisions or up at giant electronic billboards in confusion. In every Japanese city, transmitted via satellite across the nation, the Japanese people looked inside a house that had a hidden camera in the living room above the tv a bald man with neck tattoos was watching.

That camera had a great angle over the living room, behind the couch, into the kitchen, over in the dining room too. It was a wide angle that showed everyone in the rooms, even catching a piece of the entryway though not much of it. The back deck was visible through the windows that covered that back wall, including glass sliding doors that showed a pair out there smoking cigarettes together. Those two were not easily recognizable to most people in the country, but Zach Sazaki saw both and recognized them as easily as he recognized nearly everyone else in that building.

What is going on?! Zach closed his mouth and darted his eyes back and forth on the screen. He watched as Todo Viscucci dropped down from a pull-up bar between rooms, the shirtless man with short light blue hair rolling his shoulders after the set. Diamondfist. He saw out the back doors, a pair who he remembered being caught the same day as Diamondfist, Jackson- or Morph, and Sheik. The German's behind the couch, and Marx is over in the kitchen with Shooter! That's Meta on the couch- where's Sonic? And, where's Kaminari?!

The camera angle changed to show the stairs leading down to the hallway cutting through the middle of the house, a side room and the dining room he had already seen in the other angle, and a perfect view of the front door only a second before it smashed down. Best Jeanist ran in behind Linebacker who smashed the door down for the leader of the operation. Best Jeanist was not alone in sprinting through though, as Linebacker's pro hero on his first mission out of retirement dove through the dining room window with Old-Fashioned Hero: Samurai, leaping in with him and one of Best Jeanist's sidekicks who Zach recognized from the licensing exam, Flemming, coming in that way too.

A villain in the dining room who Zach did not recognize turned his head to the front door first, then as he was dropping his jaw in shock, he spun to the windows on his left he saw silhouettes coming towards and then smashing through. The red-haired man with small ears sticking out of those hair spikes bent his knees and leapt backwards into a triple back-flip, Rabbit trying to get closer to comrades and farther from the pro heroes who all just smashed into the building.

"Meta!" Grappler yelled at the man he saw through the dining room jumping off the living room couch with a shocked expression on his face. "You are under arrest! As are all the villains in here with you!"

Two villains ran down the hallway towards the front door, one raising his right arm that glowed yellow and the other's chest opening up with two tentacles flying out towards the heroes. Both of their clothes suddenly tightened around them with a curl of Best Jeanist's right fingers, dropping them to the floor without either of them even able to let out a shout first that was how fast it happened. The central camera angle everyone in the country were watching with a deep sense of dread switched back to the living room one, then quickly to one showing out the back doors onto the deck where Morph and Sheik tried running for the doors.

Icarus and Highwind, two of Best Jeanist's sidekicks Zach also recognized from the licensing exam as ones who tried to fly up through the cage before he created the Death net on the top of it, dropped out of the sky and on top of the two villains. They pinned those two villains also captured at Diamondfist's LOV base to the floor instantly and so hard that the wood of the deck cracked below them. Eight heroes shot up over the edges of the deck too, and the windows around the living room shattered all at once only for several of the heroes running through them to start running in slow motion instead.

Sonic! Zach thought, still not seeing the villain but darting his eyes around just as many of the heroes at that crime scene were in search of the villain.

Another man came out of the kitchen into the divide between the kitchen and the living room when Shooter moved forward. Marx, who Zach also remembered Webb taking down on their raid against Diamondfist though who got a good shot on him first, followed Diamondfist's loud order to give him covering fire as he sprinted towards some of the slowed heroes.

"Best Jeanist, sir! We just got a report-" the sidekick of Best Jeanist's who was supposed to be behind the building on the perimeter was cut off.

His message was being relayed to everyone on the team. Grappler, Samurai, and Linebacker all darted quick glances towards the back of the building where their friend and former sidekick of Grappler's who now had his own agency, Big Supreme, was stationed for the mission with Best Jeanist's sidekick who just got cut off. There was no time to wonder what had happened back there though, as Sonic sprinted into the room moving fast even for normal men which just made him seem all the faster to everyone he had used his Quirk on that had them all slowed down.

So that's it, Best Jeanist thought, finding that he was moving slowly too though not as slow as he thought Slow could make him. It works less with the more people he uses it on at once. Every one of us already in here puts a strain on him. His thought process took an instant, the same instant it took him to raise his arms while still locking his gaze on the man who ran through his path and then did a spin to dodge the fibers Best Jeanist disconnected from his own sleeves to create a web through that room. The dodge Sonic made though just revealed himself better for Best Jeanist though, and the third-ranked hero in the country tightened all the fibers of Sonic's clothes around his body.

Sonic's legs pulled close together, dropping him to the floor and making the man drop his knives that had red on them. The sight of that blood disheartened a few of the heroes in the room who wondered where Sonic had just come in from and who he had met before Best Jeanist took him down.

Diamondfist leapt up, his right arm covering in a light blue coating only on his shoulder, elbow, and all over his fist. He swung forward fast, and his fist filled more with Diamond the second before he was going to slam it into Grappler. Grappler leaned his head to the left quickly, and the wind from Diamondfist's punch blew his own long blue hair back behind him. His hair was the middle shade of blue compared to Diamondfist's much lighter shade and the navy blue of Sonic's long hair that was only second to Shooter's in how long it was among the villains. Grappler swung his own right arm up while stepping forward so Diamondfist's body pressed into his own tightly. He wrapped his left arm around the villain's back and clasped his right hand into it while throwing his own legs up behind him, and Diamondfist's eyes opened huge as they both lifted off the ground and started coming down horizontally. He hardened his back, but there was too much to harden and too little time before Grappler slammed him into the floor.

"We have to get out of here!" Rabbit yelled to his side at the villains firing at nearby heroes only for a couple sidekicks with simple Hardening-type Quirks to get in the way of them.

Shooter aimed his finger guns around and snapped his right down between the legs of the sidekick who got between him and shooting Grappler once the hero's back was exposed on the ground like that. Samurai saw that his comrade's legs were too spread apart, and he ran forward- Bang! Blood splashed out of Samurai's right ankle, then Shooter leapt backwards farther into the kitchen. Marx spun but not as fast, though Flemming was not even running at him and solely focused on Shooter. Marx was firing multiple long-range projectiles each second, but he was slower than Shooter and less precise than the villain Flemming knew to be more wary of.

Marx turned to fire at Flemming from close-range where he knew he could not miss, but a brown bumpy tongue snapped out of the hallway where Ant-Beater stood. Frolick bent his double-knees and leapt into the living room right as Rabbit jumped up in the air, only for the unknown young 20-year-old villain to do a jump while already in the air and slam his legs into Frolick's face before the surprised pro could react. Ant-Beater swung his head to the left, flinging Marx across the kitchen and over Flemming who ducked as he saw what Ant-Beater was doing. He slid under the villain flying over his head as Ant-Beater pulled his tongue back into his mouth, turning to run and help Frolick against the villain with the rabbit-like Quirk while Flemming took on Shooter from close-range.

Even though his Quirk is long-ranged, Flemming pulled his body to the left as Shooter whipped a blade up from his right side with it spinning into his hand due to the way he drew it. He put his left hand over his risen right arm to steady it too, but although blood splashed from Flemming's right hand, his whole arm ripped open anyway in the next second as a dozen thin but strong-looking fiber-like tentacles that shot forward to wrap around Shooter. Shooter slashed at one, then two, firing again at Flemming who dodged easier as Shooter was less focused on offense and more on stopping the attacks. A window shattered behind Shooter tearing away some of his focus, allowing all those tendrils of Flemming's split arm to wrap around him at once.

Linebacker held a villain with blond hair poking out from under a fedora against the wall, but The German curled in his fingers and controlled the metal around him. He crushed in Linebacker's lungs by pushing in the armor on Linebacker's costume, but he was finding it difficult to push in any harder on the strength-enhancer's powerful body. What he was able to attack with though, was the ceiling fan that slammed down into Linebacker's back and on his head. The German dropped to his feet, and he swung his arm inwards from the dining room towards the living room, pulling all the chairs and the table that he had attached metal plates beneath. He had put them there in precaution for any fight he may have in this building soon after Diamondfist got in contact with him while he was still in hiding alone as he had been for over a year since the SFI when he broke out of Tartaros.

There were more villains in the building than the heroes had expected. The fact that so many of them were Tartaros escapees did not make them falter. It made them all the more serious about catching every villain there. As The German fell from clothing fibers suddenly wrapping him up, and Meta was pulled into a swirling whirlpool above Wash's head that continuously pushed him into the ceiling flailing around and making steam as he could not create Magma well from inside that funnel, the citizens all over Japan felt like the heroes had been prepared for the villains in this building too from what they saw. There were a couple minor injuries between Linebacker who was pushing himself up on his hands and knees, Samurai whose ankle one of Best Jeanist's sidekicks started wrapping up to stop the bleeding, and Flemming who had a lot of blood coming out of his right arm but a victorious look on his face as he wrapped up Marx and Shooter.

The fight was practically over though. Rabbit was in a corner looking like he was ready to surrender as he saw he was the only one not taken down yet. Heroes moved in on the deck away from a tied-up and handcuffed Morph and Sheik, who were both nearly unconscious anyway from the first attack where Highwind and Icarus hit them hard and fast. It had been twenty to thirty seconds, and the resistance the villains put up was short-lived.

And in the moment where Rabbit rose his hands in surrender, as reports came in of all-clear around the house, Best Jeanist's body flashed bright yellow with electricity shooting off him in a flare that took out the power in the house. Everything except for the hidden cameras sparked electricity, and then the cameras all cut off too leaving nothing but darkness on the screens all over the country. The last thing everyone saw was Best Jeanist's body smoking and twitching from the blast of electricity that came out of nowhere to electrocute him in the moment where the fight seemed to be over.

Zach pulled out his cellphone without any further delay. He cursed himself mentally and searched the number of the Prime Minister's Residence, calling it as fast as he could while people on the sidewalk around him started yelling at him.

"I'm finding the location now!" Zach yelled as the people who had come to look through the same window were telling him to get there. "Hello?! This is Zach Sazaki, I need you to connect me with Nikko-"

"L-Lifebringer? …The Prime Minister is, I will contact him and see-"

"Patch me through, now!" Zach ordered, right as the screens turned back on all over the nation.

Zach froze, and he slowly lowered his phone from his ear to stare at the screens in front of him in shock. His expression narrowed and disbelief covered his face as he saw Best Jeanist standing before Kaminari Denki who was down on his knees. Kaminari looked to be struggling with his arms pulled in tight to his sides, grinding his teeth in frustration as a charred Best Jeanist stood before him with arms raised at the teenager on the ground. Kaminari's hair was longer than the last time Zach saw it, going down his back below his shoulders with spikes coming out all the way down that far and a few tall spikes up above his head and sticking out to the sides. The teen with a blond beard of stubble that got thicker around his chin and mustache struggled, electricity sparking out of him only for his arms to pull into his body tighter and a gasp to escape his lips.

It's zoomed in too much, Zach knew it, and he snapped his phone back to his head and yelled. "Get Nikko on the line now- please, get me the Prime Minister." He has to know the situation. If he tells me, it'll boost his-

"The Prime Minister is not available right now-"

SHIT! The regret doubled inside Zach for never getting friendly with the Prime Minister that he did not have the man's private number. Others around him felt their nerves get so much worse at the expression on Lifebringer's face as he shouted like that, and they looked back to the screen anxiously only to see that struggling teen on his knees lift the left corner of his lips closer to the hidden camera. Raijin turned his head a bit to the left, smirking straight at the camera and then moving his arms away from his sides that they had seemed pinned to a moment ago. The hidden camera zoomed back out as he smirked at it too, showing the rest of the room instead of just Raijin and Best Jeanist.

The villains had been released. The heroes were now the ones on their knees, pinned, bound, and bloody. The villains they had been fighting were the ones who had them down too, looking real pissed and angry about what just occurred here. None of them seemed to have known beforehand what was coming, but Raijin's single smirk towards the hidden camera showed one of them knew. The spiky-haired blond who had been missing since the day of the Lifebringer Incident, with not a single sighting of him in all that time… until now. He stood up, and he said, "Pinoko, please have Best Jeanist stop their struggling."

A short young woman stepped forward from behind Best Jeanist and a bit to the side so her smirk was revealed to the camera she also had to have known the location of to keep herself hidden like that until now. All six of her hands were raised, and she moved her arms like she was playing with a marionette. Her Quirk, Puppeteer, made Best Jeanist lift his arms too. Then the two hands she had risen towards the back of Best Jeanist's head and top of his spine, forced the barely conscious hero to use his Quirk on Grappler, Flemming, and Frolick who were almost pushing out of their captors' holds.

"How did they find us?!"

"Quiet," Sonic said to his right side, making Marx's eyes open huge and his mouth to slam shut at the small smirk the dark-blue haired man gave him while faced away from the main hidden camera. Diamondfist darted his narrowing eyes over to the older Tartaros escapee from where he removed his foot from the back of Grappler's back he had been struggling to keep it down on.

Grappler let out a scream, as The German bent down in front of the man now bound by fibers who had been using very powerful arms to push up with. "I heard about these," The German said, his accent coming through in his Japanese as he started pulling Grappler's arms to the sides.

"Get me Nikko NOW!" Zach yelled. "I need to-" He winced and had to tear his eyes off the screens for a moment, as both of Grappler's arms ripped off and the hero let out a scream as The German laughed in his face.

"Grap-pler," Linebacker wheezed while lifting his head up, Ebizu staring horrified at his pro who he had been so happy to fight alongside again.

"Did you think I was gone?" Raijin wondered. He said it while stepping towards Best Jeanist again, leaning down in front of the hero who was brought to his knees by Pinoko stepping up behind him and raising all six of her arms up. "No. I have been here, always. This is my country, after all. I hope this reminds all of you, who's really in control here." Kaminari's voice echoed over the entire nation who his message was being transmitted to. He looked down on the country's third strongest hero, while the eighth-ranked Wash lay unmoving slumped over the couch, a drenched Meta pounding Magma-covered fists into his box-shaped side over and over so he was denting into the hero's body.

As clank after clank echoed through the room, Kaminari rose his right hand towards Best Jeanist's face while looking into the hero's eyes that seemed to focus again just a little as he witnessed his impending death.

Sonic grinned victoriously while stepping towards their leader, and he darted a smug look at Meta who despite the damage done to him also shot a grin back in Sonic's direction. Fucking perfect, Meta thought, turning back towards Raijin who had sparks coming out of his fingers as he prepared to execute one of the country's top heroes in front of a bunch of other heroes unable to do a thing, and in front of the entire country watching as that happened.

Sonic's muscular legs disproportional to the rest of his lean body bent. He had trained them the most of all his muscles, as his speed was his main weapon. He darted to the right and out of the living room, his reaction time better than everyone else's including even Raijin. Shooter snapped his arms to the blurs and fired, but he lagged behind even trying to lead the two women who were too fast for him to shoot. Raijin rose his risen arm higher and curled his fingers up to fire a huge mass of electricity in front of him in an expanding cone.

The older of the women who just busted straight through the wall of the house near the corner next to Diamondfist pressed her feet down on his back and then shot off of him after indenting him into the ground. Rabbit was strong and reacted quickly to the woman who had a similar Quirk as him, jumping towards her as she bounced forward so as to quicken the time it would take for her to reach her second target. He thought she would not expect to be closed-in on like that only a second after she arrived, but Miruko reached two muscular arms up and caught his legs as he was kicking them at her. She caught him by the calves, and as she came down she swung Rabbit down into the ground like he weighed nothing. He bounced off the ground letting out a gasp of spit as she nearly broke his back, then Miruko bounced towards Raijin's back while flinging Rabbit towards Shooter who dove to the side so Rabbit just brushed into the long blond braid that trailed behind him.

Marx got slammed into by Rabbit and both of them were slammed back into the refrigerator too hard that it fell over on top of them. Miruko extended her feet at Raijin's back, which the villain saw and was starting to dodge as he thought he already had his first enemy who his widened blast of electricity was sure to have hit. Two arms shot out of the cone of electricity before Raijin could even start turning though, and Fantasma's head rose out above them with a huge grin spread across her undamaged face. Her palms smashed into his chest so hard that it sent him flying straight into Miruko's kicks Raijin saw start but did not expect to have to dodge so quickly.

The blows on his upper chest and lower back were strong hits that landed directly on him, but Miruko landed and jumped straight after the young man she sent flying. She felt the surge of electricity he sent into her legs in the moment of impact showing neither her nor her sidekick's blows had knocked him out.

"It's Miruko!" Ashido shouted at the screen in the common room of Class A's dorm building.

"Indago-senpai too!" Uraraka exclaimed. "Oh my God- Rubber?!"

"It is very likely," Yaoyorozu said, having already put it together from the moment she saw Indago's first attack. "Fantasma, is Raijin's natural enemy."

"Damn it," Bakugo growled under his breath. He stepped closer to the common area where a few of his classmates looked his way and made room for the one among them who had been a part of Miruko's agency for a long time. Doing this without me… His anger at them for leaving him behind was only a smoldering upset feeling inside him, with a much more intense look covering up that anger and his eyes narrowed in focus at the screen still showing what was happening inside that house even as it descended into chaos again.

Meta's fists erupted in bright red light as did his eyes, and he slammed his hands down on the ground yelling, "Get back boys!"

It was the only warning he was going to give the villains who had not known about the ambush in the first place. Pinoko leapt backwards from Best Jeanist who had turned his head to the side and was controlling her clothes, even as she fought against him to keep controlling his body. Best Jeanist was not yet up on his feet though, finding himself too paralyzed from the initial electrocution to move well at all. So when the ground below his knees cracked, all he could do was dart his eyes down with them opening wide in shock. The cracks spread quickly, much too quickly he realized instantly with a dart of his gaze towards Meta who smirked in the shadows cast by his glowing red hands and eyes. He knew, Best Jeanist thought in the haze, right before the ground below him broke apart into a massive pit that swallowed up the couch and Wash too, and that Samurai fell into unable to move away quick enough.

"Samurai!"

"WASH!" Dry yelled out too, running towards Meta in anger and lifting arms that funneled into swirling gray tornadoes-

Dry slowed down and started turning his head to the right, where Sonic sprinted at him ten times faster than he was moving and brought a knife from the kitchen at his throat. Sonic spun his head and turned the knife, but the muscular leg bent fast as Miruko's foot first touched him, and she extended that leg at almost full force sending Sonic flying at shattered back windows so hard that he broke through the wooden railing of the deck's other side he flew all the way into. Meta moved towards Dry when the man turned towards Sonic though, and Miruko yelled at him, "Dodge you id-" her insult at her fellow hero never finished, and she never would finish it as Meta slammed a Magma fist into Dry's chest and blasted a fist-shape of Magma out his back and up into the ceiling it melted through too. A hole ripped in the ceiling and the second floor's floor and the wall of that upstair's bedroom so the fist continued flying outside and going far before arcing down into the forest it would set ablaze after dropping into.

"Bastard," Miruko snarled, though as she landed there was no time to attack Meta. Instead, she bounced towards the pit that had opened across most of the living room, spun her body in midair, and kicked off the edge of the hole on the foundation of the house to bounce down at the heroes dropping towards what looked like the depths of Hell. They knew! Miruko thought, as there was already a huge pit of Magma deep below the house at the bottom of a huge wide hole that had been dug a half mile deep.

There was a hidden camera imbedded in the walls of that pit too, catching the image of Miruko bouncing down on falling debris and catching a shouting Samurai first. She then bounced off another wall and caught Wash who was dented badly and likely dead, then she shot towards Best Jeanist who had spun himself in the air to look up but could not manage to do anything as he fell. "What are you doing?" Miruko snapped at the hero who was supposed to be ranked higher than her on the leaderboard. She caught him and continued flying at the nearest wall of the pit to bounce on again but in the other direction this time. "You don't get to drop here. They need you up-" Miruko's eyes had already risen back to the surface where she needed to get these heroes and continue fighting.

The hidden camera showing the woman who just saved those heroes transmitted the images down in that hole across the country. Everyone felt hope as she caught even Best Jeanist who fell first, and then they all felt the worst dread imaginable as the spot she pushed her feet in on the wall crumbled. Miruko's eyes darted down at the spot her feet were pressing in on that fell apart on her touch. It was not just that area either, as she realized when that collapsing wall spread to the dirt connected on all sides that had been piled up so weakly it could barely contain the red light she only now saw through the cracks on the other side as the thin dirt wall crumbled.

Miruko kicked off as hard as she could, wincing as her feet pushed into Magma that had been piled on the other side in secret pockets. She flipped back towards the middle of the hole, keeping calm even as she was dropping just above the surface of a Magma pit looking and feeling like the heart of a volcano. Her clothes were burning, and the skin of the heroes she had caught was searing, but her focus was unwavering and she pushed her feet into the couch that hit the Magma pool and was quickly melting into it while on fire. She bent her legs into the flames on the only thing solid down there that she could trust wouldn't break apart, and she put the most force she could into a bounce high up in the hole.

Make it! Zach thought as he watched her shoot out of the flames with her legs on fire and her teeth bared in pain and focus.

"Make it," Bakugo seethed through his teeth, watching as Miruko rose up higher so she was almost on level with the hidden camera but on the other side of the hole as it. Miruko pulled up her feet as much as she could with her purple leggings burnt off and her skin burned in the second and third degree. She grinned as she found her feet pressing into the wall, and then a shadow came over her and her eyes darted to the top of the pit, where a wave of Magma just filled the entire width of the hole she was planning on bouncing out of.

"Miruko!" Fantasma yelled, changing directions and flying towards Meta faster than the villain was able to raise his arms. Fantasma slammed her leg into Meta and sent him flying into Shooter devastatingly considering the high speed she sent him flying.

Without Shooter to worry about, Icarus flew across the room and dove into the hole above the wave of Magma. "Best Jeanist!" He yelled, not seeing anyone but hoping there was a gap between the Magma at the bottom and the level dropping now.

Miruko did not have time to come up with a plan or think about anything else. She bent her legs, harder than she ever had no matter how much it hurt, and she gripped all three of the heroes she held in her muscular arms harder. Wash might be dead, but those cameras are watching. A smirk spread over Miruko's reddened face burned from the heat of the Magma on all sides of her, as she imagined All Might's destroyed body in Camino Ward. But there are a lot of things heroes have to protect! Her body became a blur as she shot towards the top of the hole, leaving a Miruko-shaped hole in the thick layer of Magma falling towards her that was not thick enough to stop her from busting out the top of it.

Indago Fera kept her eyes locked on Raijin who shot towards her in a house full of chaos. In her peripherals she saw Miruko rise though, and it was all she needed to fully focus on her enemy who grinned at her with a feeling of murderous intent radiating off him that she could feel in her core. The young hero in a bright red costume locked her blue eyes on Raijin's golden yellow ones. The two blonds glared at each other, in a split second that lasted long enough for both to get their feelings across to the other before they raced forward solely in attack.

Maybe electricity won't work on you, Raijin whipped up his right arm while sprinting around the outside of the room. A spear of lightning condensed in his right hand, and he shot towards the middle of the room and the edge of the pit where Fantasma was turning her head and following him without her body moving. She had no constraints in how far her neck could turn though, her Quirk: Rubber allowing her to twist her head without moving her body. Raijin sprinted forward and slammed his spear of lightning into Fantasma's side, But heat-

Raijin was ready to dodge as Fantasma swung her right arm from the far side of Raijin's approach across the front of her body. She did not aim at him though, but at the ground behind where Raijin had shot in to attack her. His jump backwards brought him farther than she punched down, but her fist hit the ground hard enough to break apart the floorboards and send debris flying up at the younger teenager by a year who moved his head and body left and right dodging each piece as it shot towards him. Sparks flew off of Kaminari's glowing body, moving him faster than almost anyone. Fantasma's legs bent down though. They bent even farther than just at her knees, as her skin and flesh and bones between her knees and ankles pumped down and turned all of her skin a much darker red with so much more steam coming off of her.

Raijin expected Fantasma to charge through the debris and get him while he was dodging it all, but she used that moment he was dodging to instead speed herself up even more. He saw this and ground his teeth while still smirking, though he felt pain as so much more electricity surrounded his body and filled the room.

Behind Fantasma, Miruko had risen to the top of her arc. Most citizens in the country could not follow Fantasma and Raijin as they moved faster than the untrained eye could see. What they could see though, was their fifth-ranked hero rise up with Magma splashing away from her. She twisted her muscular arms that had liquid fire dripping down them and melting off her flesh, and she spun with all her strength to throw the three heroes she had grabbed towards a safe landing area. That twist of her arms too was so fast, that it not only shook off much of the Magma on her arms, but all of the Magma that had gotten on the heroes she was trying to save. She actually got more Magma off of them than she did off of her own body with the movement meant to do just that.

Icarus may have been Best Jeanist's sidekick, but he shot towards the hole and straight at Miruko who was starting to fall back into it as she did not arc far enough towards any side of the pit where she could save herself. Chairs flew towards Icarus, then they dropped without any control on them as a muscular arm of steel slammed into the metal-controller's back. The German never saw the arm coming, as there was no hero behind him. The arm that hit him was not connected to any hero's body though.

Grappler was panting as he glared up while on his knees ten feet from where he just punched Icarus. He was not used to the controls, and The German's Quirk had crushed in the joints on his shoulders which would allow those arms to reconnect to him, but the blue light still glowed inside his crushed left shoulder. He controlled that arm that had a bright blue glow coming out the back of it, knocking out The German and dropping the chairs he had thrown at Icarus. Those chairs dropped into the hole faster than Icarus was flying down though, even as Icarus tried to fly faster down to catch a descending Miruko who saw Icarus reaching his arms slowly down to her.

Her eyes darted to the chairs falling above her, If I could just reach…

The hidden camera inside the pit had been destroyed when Meta's top wave of Magma dropped down through its whole area. No one could see inside the pit from the outside where the hidden camera just behind Grappler had caught him take down The German to the cheers of the Japanese people. The people of Japan stopped cheering though, as a hole blew through the front of Flemming's head as he tried to attack a bloody and bruised Sonic who just came back through the back windows he had flown out of before. Shooter was leaning up next to where Marx was crushed under the fridge, blood puddling out around where it had cracked his skull and killed him. The blonde villain with blood trickling down his own forehead under his messy bangs cracked a grin though, as Flemming dropped dead into the living room in front of others in his own agency who yelled his name out in despair and anger.

"You bas-"

Shooter rose his other hand with his pointer finger out, and he started flicking both up over and over. He hit three of his enemies in their heads, before one of his shots flew back and hit him in the right shoulder, and another in his gut. Fantasma had gotten in the way of a downed Linebacker, and she bounced Shooter's bullets off of her own body straight back into the man. She tried not to hit anywhere vital, but it was not a priority to her at the moment. Shooter's head bowed as he lowered his left hand down to his stomach, a groan escaping his lips and blood pouring through his fingers and down his right arm.

"AhhHHH-"

"MIRUKO!" Fantasma yelled, never having heard her pro yell out in so much pain before.

"Miruko-" Icarus started flying faster down as he had left Sonic's sight for too long, the hold on him released. He reached down farther with his right arm burning, all the hair on it shriveling up and his skin turning red as he reached for Miruko's right hand that she rose for him to take.

The Magma at the pit's deepest level bubbled like wild. Miruko's risen arm melted quicker, her scream getting shriller and then cutting off, right before a huge bubble of Magma popped and got all over Icarus who screamed himself and spun out. He slammed into a wall down there that broke apart upon him hitting it, making more Magma spill out a hidden pocket and coat his body that fell into the pool of it that Meta looked down from the edge of the pit into with a terrifying grin spreading over his face.

Fantasma had been distracted by Miruko's scream, and she only pulled away at the last second, which was a few milliseconds too late. Raijin crossed her side already burnt by his lightning spear with a knife splashing blood out, and Zach screamed into his phone at the receptionist stone-walling him. "I NEED THAT ADDRESS NOW!" INDAGO!

"Fuuucckk," Bakugo stepped closer to the tv in the common room that all of Class A were staring at with huge and afraid eyes as they heard those screams.

Miruko? Midoriya thought in disbelief. He could see another hero on the floor unmoving and looking beaten down, not far from a sidekick of his who had a large hole through their chest. Wash, and Dry! Best-

Sonic and Meta had grinned as they heard those yells cut off in the pit Meta had prepared beforehand. They started to turn though as they heard a deep wheeze of breath that somehow sounded terrifying in its own right. The two of their bodies got clutched so tightly neither of them could breathe, as a charred Best Jeanist curled his hands in and suffocated the two of them. Best Jeanist's eyes were shadowed over but glaring so darkly at Meta who he had seen act surprised at first, but he knew it was an act now. It was all a trap from the beginning, Jeanist thought in regretful rage. It's why he "foolishly" let himself get spotted out in Koimou on a day particularly hot so it was believable for him to remove clothing. It was Raijin's plan, but that Magma… Best Jeanist tightened even more, blood coming out of wounds opening up on the Tartaros escapees' bodies being squeezed so hard.

And then those two men were released. Best Jeanist's own hands turned inwards, and his own clothes started to tighten around him with fibers tightening most around his neck. So many fibers tightened so fast around his neck that there was a thick jean choker suffocating him and getting tighter each moment. Fantasma had felt the ability to focus solely on Raijin who she forced to back up with rapid steaming punches forward so fast it looked like she had dozens of arms punching in front of her, which took out the other few remaining villains on that side of her other than Raijin. "Best Jeanist!" Grappler yelled out.

Fantasma did not drop her guard this time as she saw Raijin waiting for her to do just that. She saw the fibers loosen around Meta in her peripheral vision though, and although he and Sonic dropped to their knees gasping in pain, she felt the deepest sense of dread as screams all over the room for Best Jeanist cut off in shock.

Pinoko had pulled all six of her arms away. The three on her left pulled away from the three on her right, making Best Jeanist's right and left hand pull away suddenly from each other, tightening his own clasp on his neck more than ever and closing the loop like a guillotine.

All over Japan, people cried out in horror and shock. Tears ran down their faces, and screams echoed out of every building in Musutafu around Zach. The people on the sidewalk with him gasped in horror. All the cars on the road had stopped, with people standing outside of them looking towards electronic billboards and televisions in absolute horror. Best Jeanist's head rose up in the air spinning and spinning, and falling to the ground away from his own body, rolling into Fantasma's peripheral vision to not a flinch from the nineteen year old girl whose body shot to the right in the fastest blur of the day.

Her fist lodged into Pinoko's face so hard her face squished inwards, her nose busting with blood flying out around Fantasma's knuckles even as her own blood spilled out of her left side. Pinoko was thrown limp through the damaged wall dividing the living room from the hallway, and then through the next wall too into a guest room she got lodged halfway through the outer wall of. Fantasma kept facing Raijin as her feet skid to a stop, and then she whipped her right leg out in front of her body and slammed it across her front into both Sonic and Meta's heads after the two Tartaros escapees had dropped to their knees from Best Jeanist's last hold on them.

Raijiin did not move as it happened. He just smirked at the girl older than him by a year, the sixth-ranked hero in the country despite still being an intern for the hero ranked one spot above her. Fantasma glared back in rage at Raijin, but the calmest rage imaginable for her to still be standing there instead of rushing at him in a blind fury.

Bakugo knew he would not have been as composed as Indago was. Part of him wanted to scream at her to charge Raijin and kill him, and yet he found his eyes dragging to to the corners and glaring so hard at his classmate with half white and half red hair.

Todoroki could feel the glare boring into him. He turned his head towards Bakugo, and every inch of his body felt for his friend who he hated he had to shake his head at. Bakugo glared back at the tv, hating what he had just done himself. Todoroki knew what the look was for though. Iida and Midoriya saw Todoroki's shake of his head and both felt their heart rates spike as one of the last hopes they had was squashed. Dad's not in the country, Todoroki thought, his stomach turning over and his chest tightening up as he looked at the bloodbath on the screen. I don't know what he's doing, but there was something big happening this weekend. With the ADTF. I don't know, how many of the top heroes are even in the country to get there as backup.

Zach, get there already! Ashido thought, her heart pounding as she watched her senpai stare down their old classmate who looked so confident and smug despite it being a one-on-one now.

"Why aren't you going to help them?!" A man yelled on Zach's left side, stumbling towards the muscular teenager in a black hoodie who was just staring at the screens in front of him with a phone up to his head.

"They won't tell him where it is!" A woman between them spun and held off the man, both in defense of Lifebringer and trying to help the man who froze at the sight of Lifebringer's face.

"Talk to me," Zach growled into his phone.

"Sir!" Nikko's receptionist yelled at the man while lowering one of the two phones she was holding again.

The executive cabinet were all gathered in Nikko's office, and top hero officials were yelling at each other while almost everyone was on the phone was someone else. "Damn it Endeavor!" Nikko yelled over the phone he had shaking as he held it to his head, watching between his advisors at the big screen across the room from his desk. "How long will that be?! …NO! We don't have that kind of time- Lemillion can't get there that fast."

"We have a team of American heroes at the U.S. Okinawa training facility ready to move in," the Secretary of Foreign Affairs yelled. "They have a Class S Ultra-Jet on a carrier three hundred miles out ready to move in to pick them up and drop them at the location-"

"SIR! It's Lifebringer again, and I can't tell him-"

"Out!" Nikko snapped at the woman who came in this time instead of just buzzing him on the desk. All I was told was that I can't tell Lifebringer! I CAN STOP THIS! Nerves shook the Prime Minister in his first crisis since the Subspace Devils attempted to invade Desusuta. "What is the status on getting the televisions back under control-"

"Every station is being overtaken. It's like the satellite itself is under their control!"

"Is this the only place we have to worry about?! Their attack could be on a wider scale-"

"What should I tell Lifebringer-"

"Call in Gang Orca and tell him to move with his agency and any heroes he's gathered already! Send the location-"

"They'll still be over fifty minutes to respond!"

Heroes mobilized all over the country. Miruko and Fantasma had been the backup to arrive though. They had turned the tides again after they looked to have flipped upon Raijin's emergence on the scene, but now the heroes and villains were all down leaving just her on her feet, Frolick pulling injured sidekicks back towards the deck, and Grappler scooting out of Fantasma's way so as not to give Raijin any collateral he could use to get the drop on the powerful young woman. Fantasma's body was made out of rubber, but her fingernails were still sharp. Blood dripped between the fingers of her clenched fists. Blood came down her left side though it was hard to tell the damage done to her thanks to her already red costume.

Raijin did not wear a costume but a casual orange t-shirt with his villain name in script on the back written in yellow. That shirt was ripped at the left shoulder, on the front and the back, while his black jeans were just ripped up around the knees though that looked more like the intentional design than damage done to him. Steam came off of Fantasma, and sparks flew from Raijin's body, and the two of them flew at each other with Fantasma's right forearm slamming into Raijin's left that he rose in the same way crossed in front of his body as the two collided above the ground in a living room that had caught fire in a few places. Smoke filled the second floor already, other walls of the building were enflamed, the fire was spreading to the deck on the south side, and the building's foundation shook upon Fantasma and Raijin's collision that blew wind and sparks and steam around them.

"Your rubbery body is quite immune to my electricity," Raijin flipped around the knife in his right hand and then flicked it up into his opened left hand above the cross of his forearm with Fantasma's. After he caught it he flicked it right away with electricity coated all over the blade at the hero, and though she pulled her head away fast, he pulled the electricity off of it and into her eyes as the blade passed. Even though that still did not work to damage her, it partially blinded the girl for a moment.

Fantasma just closed her eyes though, and she kneed up into Raijin's gut while the younger teen formed a blade of electricity even more condensed than the spear he had almost pierced through her Rubber skin with before. Her knee rose so fast Raijin barely saw it coming, and seeing it coming did not save him from flying up into the ceiling and cracking it with a dozen branches breaking off and dust falling down back through the smoke with him. He grit his teeth in pain, and he swung his arms towards heroes on the floor to his right.

Grappler dove towards Linebacker and yelled out in pain before falling unconscious as he took a full blast of electricity in the back to save his sidekick. "Grappler!" Frolick yelled towards his fellow pro who fell unmoving after taking that blow. He glanced towards his own sidekick who Raijin just fried black despite Ant-Beater's already unconscious state, and Frolick held back tears as he darted towards Grappler's body instead and grabbed the man who twitched and his sidekick below who groaned but was still alive too.

Fantasma heard that scream, and she squinted open her eyes while already bending down and targeting where she knew Raijin was about to land. Smoke rushed by her and pulled after her back as she flew five hundred kilometers an hours at where Raijin was landing, and she swung her arms forward only to lose balance and start falling forward with less force in her blows.

Diamondfist's back was bruised up, and the floorboards he had broken through when Miruko hit him out of nowhere had cut up his body as he only protected his vitals with Diamond armor in that instant before he collided with the ground. He had protected his head enough to keep consciousness though, and he had seen Raijin make eye contact with him before in a split second moment. He tried to grab her by the legs, but Fantasma was so fast that all he managed to do was put his arms in the way of her legs. It was enough to send her upper body pushing forward and down though, but when it looked like Raijin would be able to attack over her arms with an easy blow straight into her face, Fantasma struck forward with all her force at the ground between her and Raijin.

An explosion of debris and dust blew apart from where her palms just slammed into the floor. She hit the ground and rolled through her own crater, then dove through the dust and slammed her fist forward out of it and into Raijin's arms he crossed fast with his eyes opening wide at how fast she followed-up there despite not seeing Diamondfist at all before he tripped her. Despite her fist being blocked by his crossed arms though, her foot kicked up between the crossing point and caught him under the chin sending him flying backwards with a cut ripping on the bottom of his chin that had blood splashing out of it. Fantasma grit her teeth through her own pain, and she knew everyone was watching, and through the haze and the smoke, Fantasma forced out a smile showing she had control of this. Even as she bled, even as she fought all alone, Fantasma charged forward at where Raijin hit down and rolled backwards onto a knee and a foot, his right hand pushing down on the ground with sparks skidding out of where he dragged himself backwards into the dining room.

Fantasma's body slowed down again. Her eyes darted to the right as she kept running still faster than most anyone could. Meta had been knocked fully out by her kick before just as Pinoko had by her punch, but Sonic glared towards her with a smirk as she was slowed while facing the fastest among them. Diamondfist got up too, and he lifted up a knife he grabbed from the floor next to him before stepping towards Fantasma's back.

Booom! The wall on Raijin's right side blew apart.

Debris flew out of the flames of the Explosion. Fantasma's focus split in all directions in the same moment. She saw Diamondfist behind her drop down and slam his knife into Samurai's neck, ripping through while Frolick screamed at him and tried to run in to stop him. I won't allow a single other hero to die! Fantasma decided it, while also keeping in mind Sonic who she noted was dragging himself up to his feet while still using his Quirk on her. Raijin had the chance to attack her now, though she was still prepared to fight him as she accounted for how slow she may have become. She knew she needed to take Sonic out first, and she almost had her chance as the wall next to Raijin blew apart, but she never needed to head that way as Highwind tackled Sonic in the middle of that villain getting up. They rolled away into the smoke of the hallway pouring into the kitchen and disappeared from her sight, and she felt herself speed up at the same time.

All that split focus narrowed though on the figure who flew through the explosion at Raijin who turned in utter shock towards it. The sight of the person there blew Fantasma's mind, and yet she grinned while Raijin stared in shock and jumped away just in time to avoid the second explosion that Bakugo blasted in that dining room, forcing Raijin back into the entryway. Raijin landed, and then a mass of electricity blasted behind him and sent him back into the dining room where Bakugo pointed his right green gauntlet in front of him and fired a blast out of it, while pointing his left the other way at the cracked windows Grappler had dove through first, sending himself flying towards Fantasma and then spinning so his back was to hers.

Fantasma turned and glared furiously at Diamondfist who froze as he saw who just came in their building. He backed up, and Fantasma punched a fist out into his face faster than he could harden it with Diamond. He flew backwards without hitting anything. Viscucci flew through destroyed glass doors and over a deck covering more in flames with each passing second. Frolick shot into the billowing smoke of the kitchen as Highwind came stumbling backwards with a bloodied nose and Sonic beating him to a pulp. Frolick attacked Sonic, and Fantasma panted while turning her head and then her body to face the same direction as Bakugo. "Nice of you to show up," Fantasma said, panting slowly while glaring into the dining room where a silhouette moved through the smoke of those explosions.

"Like I'd miss this," Bakugo growled back.

Raijin stepped through the dining room and turned his head inside that smoke that flashed and strobed at random times. Two small circles of white light glowed inside it at his head level, and both Fantasma and Bakugo narrowed their eyes through that smoke. Bakugo stepped forward, his hands raising up. "Let's get this bastard..."

"IT'S NOT ME!" Bakugo screamed at the tv screen in front of him, like it would somehow make Indago hear him. All of his classmates stared at the screen and their classmate in front of it in horror as the Bakugo on the screen started lifting the corners of his lips in a sadistic smirk. That smirk spread so much, as a knife slid out of the green gauntlet on Bakugo's left hand. Fantasma was still glaring towards the silhouette in the smoke of the dining room, but when the other girl in front of her spun around and brought the knife at Indago's face, Fantasma's head snapped ten feet to the right with her neck extending it over there.

Raijin's glowing white eyes grew wide. Himiko Toga's tiny red Bakugo irises grew wide too, just as the real Bakugo's did. Nikko and all the other advisors panicking froze with their jaws dropping, and Zach stopped yelling out at his screen about who that really was with his eyes opening huge too. "Don't underestimate heroes." Fantasma said it loudly and with a smirk on her own face, and her arms flew back behind her and stretched so far her hands went out over the burning deck and above a forest that was catching fire too.

Toga dropped the knife and swung both gauntlets forward with a huge blast in front of her that engulfed Fantasma and shook the camera that caught that on video. Everyone leaned forward with their hopeful looks wavering, as it looked like Fantasma was hit… "You call those Explosions?!"

All the smoke blew away from them as Fantasma's arms shot back inside in an instant, both palms slamming into Bakugo and breaking apart his gauntlets and knocking the skin right off him. Toga flew out of her disguise and straight at Raijin who dove to his right, only for his legs to still get hit by a naked Toga that made him spin out and hit the ground in a barrel-roll. He snapped up looking like he thought Fantasma was already charging at him, a look in his eyes in that moment of so much intensity and violent focus, and he glared with that look straight into Fantasma's unshaken eyes full of conviction and unwavering determination at his glare.

She stomped forward and put a footprint in the ground as she cracked the floorboards beneath it, and she yelled out, "RAIJIN! I WILL STOP YOU HERE!" Her voice blasted out of every screen in Japan.

"DO IT!" Present Mic yelled at his screen at his former student while in the teachers' lounge with a half dozen colleagues.

Ashido's fists clenched so hard as she was filled with so much hope and she screamed at the tv, "FANTASMA!"

"Win," Bakugo seethed through his teeth, his voice still cracking even as he did not bring his voice any louder in knowledge that it would crack if he did. He felt like an idiot for underestimating her so much, that she would think so little of him that she could believe in Toga's representation of him. The panic and fear he had felt that Toga was going to kill her using his own body, became sheer admiration for his senpai who did not fall for what he knew he would have. His fists shook at his sides, and he seethed it again louder at his screen, "WIN!"

Raijin shot forward in a flash of lightning. Fantasma vanished too. Walls cracked, and smoke dispersed in shockwaves around the room. The lingering glass shards on window frames blasted outwards, and those frames themselves cracked over and over. Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, and Iida's eyes darted back and forth on the screen they were watching so fast that their own classmates wanting to yell about not being able to see anything could not in fear of breaking their concentration on what they clearly could see.

Tokoyami was not there in the common room, and wherever he and Hawks were it was not at this scene. Heroes racing across the country watched on tablets as best they could, with only a few like Lemillion and Nejire-chan, Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods, Underguard and Gran Torino, able to see them. Shoji, Asui, and Yaoyorozu caught glimpses on the screen, but Raijin and Fantasma moved so fast it was like real life was happening in slow motion around them.

Then Raijin slammed into the ground and bounced off slower than he had been moving on his own. And in the following second where Fantasma was going to follow up, Frolick screamed behind her and on her right. Frolick's scream came out lower-pitched than the man's usual high-pitched tone. No one else. Fantasma touched down on the ground and shot at Sonic so fast he did not even see her this time unlike before when he at least braced for her leg about to kick him in the face. This time, he flew through the kitchen sink and the wall past it with nothing stopping him as he felt like he got hit by a truck he never saw coming.

Raijin shot behind her, and Fantasma swung around with her right Rubber arm extending out across the room in an instant and ripping through the living room walls almost taking out the camera with it as she dragged it across so fast. Raijin ducked faster than her speed though, and though she pulled her body to the side, he was able to catch her again as she was unable to extend far enough to avoid his blow. It was not a knife that Raijin stuck her with this time though, as Fantasma came to realize a second after she shot away from Raijin, as the drug inside the needle he stuck her with poured into her bloodstream.

"What is, this?" Fantasma squirmed, her whole body feeling weak and her arms and legs straining as she tried as hard as she could to stretch or bounce in one direction.

"Don't tell me…" Raijin said, as the electricity all around him simmered and he smirked the most victorious smirk that horrified the Japanese population. People all over the world were watching this now too as news outlets in different countries reported on what was being live-streamed across every Japanese island. Tens of millions watched, as Raijin walked towards a struggling Fantasma and finished, "…You've never heard of the Quirk-Destroying Drug?"

"No," Bakugo gasped, the same time All Might gasped it out in the teachers' lounge full of horrified former teachers of Fera Indago.

"Get out of there!" Nagiso screamed at the tablet he held in his now shaking hands as the jet he was on took off from Hokkaido.

"You didn't want to let anyone else die here, did you?" Raijin asked the girl who had bounced a safe distance from him in the moment he had stuck her. That last action she made while still using her Quirk brought her away from the hero she just saved, and Fantasma's eyes opened huge just as Frolick's did. The man in a hot-pink ripped costume pushed his hands down on the ground to get away, and Indago started running towards him, but Raijin appeared behind the man in a flash of movement Fantasma could not match anymore. Raijin put his hands down on the sides of Frolick's head, and millions listened to the hero's dying screams, though he was not the last hero Fantasma was going to watch scream as they were fried to death in the next thirty seconds.

"Please," Zach whispered into the phone he held to his head again, speaking directly to the receptionist he hoped was listening despite no one having responded to him for so long now. "Please tell me where this is." I could fly up and search, but the chances I see the smoke… If I can just get them to tell me. "Tell Nikko, I'll do a press conference with him or- or just tell him I can save them," Zach begged it, his voice getting hoarser and agonized as he watched Raijin turn towards Grappler and Linebacker where Frolick had brought them. Kaminari zapped a charging Fantasma and laughed as she dropped to her knees, paralyzed and unable to go after him as he marched towards other heroes he was going to kill right in front of her, while she was helpless to do anything.

"Sir. We should tell Lifebringer."

Nikko turned to his left at a close advisor, then he looked across his desk at Enri who stared at her husband and gave him a nod with her lips pursed tightly together. The Prime Minister of Japan looked around at the others all around him, then he darkly put his gaze back on the screen. "He only has a provisional license," Nikko said in a low voice. "And I cannot authorize him to go into what, is most likely a trap meant for him." That's what Raijin said, to use as my last excuse. Nikko bowed his head, the deepest feeling of shame filling him than ever had before as the people around him agreed that what he said made a lot of sense.

"You, you monster-" Fantasma struggled up onto her feet. She was shaky but stood there firmly and glared down Raijin despite her burnt body and the blood she had lost. Fantasma breathed heavier, and her eyes shifted to the right and where she thought a camera may have been based on what she and Miruko had seen before rushing in. Her breathing slowed, and she turned back to Raijin who walked towards her calmly. Raijin walked across a room in flames, firelight flickering on his face and shadows casting over his eyes. He smirked at her, and then Fantasma started to the younger teen by one year, "You will lose. They'll beat you."

She stood still and did not flinch as Raijin walked right up in front of her. Indago stared down the blond teenage boy who continued smirking all the way until he was only two feet in front of her body. "Class A will-"

Raijin swung his right hand in front of him in a quick movement sped up by his electricity. He swept his hand across the front of Fantasma's neck before the girl could raise her arms, and the knife sticking out of his grasp slashed open her throat. She fell backwards with her hands rising a little farther but falling limp as she was hitting the ground. Some blood sprayed on Raijin, but she had fallen too fast for much to get on him. He stood there in a building cracked on all sides, engulfed in flames from Meta's Magma. "I am Class A," Raijin said with a deadly smirk at the dead girl laying in front of him.

Nikko fell into his chair behind his desk as he watched that teenage girl get her throat cut. He dropped his head into his hands as he heard audible gasps and sobs from the others in his office. I killed her. It's not about sleeping with another woman anymore. Now, it's not about blackmail. I've done, the worst thing- I'm a villain.

Raijin turned towards the hidden camera that survived the trap. "Not Lifebringer, not Deku. I am Class A."

"Sorry, Lifebringer. The answer is no." A quiet female voice whispered in his ear. Zach lowered the phone from his head. He stared at the screen in despair and right into Raijin's eyes that millions of people stared at in fear and with tears in their eyes.

"And we are the League of Villains," Kaminari grinned at what he just announced to the world. "We never disappeared. We were just waiting. And now is our time…"

Raijin took a step towards the camera, and then he looked around the room he was in as the only one still standing. "You know what, Zach?" Raijin glanced back at the camera and then down at Fantasma who he nodded at with a merciful look. "I think I'll leave Fantasma's body here. If you can reach her in time, that is. The rest, well I think Meta's Magma will be a good resting place." Raijin looked back at the camera and straight into Zach's eyes with a knowing look that caused Zach's fists to tremble as he balled them in fury. Then the camera cut off, and all the stations and ads returned to their usual programming.

"We have to send Lifebringer, now," Shichi Koi said, the old man stepping in front of Nikko's desk and saying it without room for argument.

Nikko lifted his head up and stared into the old man's eyes, and he nodded after a couple seconds as everyone stared towards him awaiting orders. "Call him," he said loudly. "Tell him the location, and tell everyone else to be careful that Raijin may still be there laying a trap for all the reinforcements. What is Hawks' ETA…"

"Lifebringer!" Zach turned slowly from the screens in front of him and looked down the sidewalk on his left where so many people had gathered. "You have to go save her!"

"Save Fantasma!"

"Stop Raijin!"

Zach covered his body in Death and jumped up high. He flapped massive wings of Death below him and shot off higher and higher, awaiting the call he knew would come soon. No matter how fast it comes, he'll be gone by the time I arrive. All their bodies will be destroyed. Grappler- Zach thought of the man he had spoken to not a week ago. The man who he had pushed so hard into getting back in the field, who he had expedited his surgery to get him new-and-improved arms in a single day. His heart gripped, Why did I do that? Why- why couldn't I get there in time? And why does Kaminari know that I already brought her back?!

"Bakugo!" Kirishima called it after his friend who was walking towards the stairwell away from his classmates.

"Wh- Kacchan?" Midoriya stepped after his childhood friend who bit down so hard and froze for a second.

"She'll be alright," Todoroki said while looking at Bakugo's back.

Uraraka stepped up next to Midoriya and then another step farther. "Bakugo… we're-"

Bakugo kept walking to the stairs without saying a word after he stopped like that seeming like he might say something. No one knew, Bakugo thought. He walked away and up the stairs, Only me and Miruko knew… And Zach knows too, but Kaminari has to have- Fuuuucccckkk. Bakugo continued to his room after leaving without saying a word to the others, his expression emotionless as he left them all in the common room in panic and discussing what was happening.

Bakugo walked into his room and closed the door. Then he stopped. He stopped just inside his door, and the face he had made while in front of his classmates and kept the whole time up there flinched. His teeth bared and ground back and forth, as his hands trembled at his sides. In his head he saw Miruko and Indago on either side of him, both smirking and laughing as they teased and bullied him. He was snapping at them for it, though both women just teased him more for those reactions… And then he saw those same two stuck on a plane with him where he was just trying to watch a movie through the flight, and the two at his sides in their row fell asleep after a long day of fighting down in Kyushu.

He closed his eyes while lifting his shaking hands up to his head. He curled his fingers into his hair and gripped his temples, his teeth shaking which made him grind them even harder as he tried to hold it together. He saw them though, as the two who fell asleep dropped their heads on his shoulders. Both of them doing it one after the other, he thought they had to be teasing him and trying to get a reaction out of him. Embarrassed, or something… Bakugo's clenched teeth gasped open with a sharp breath breaking out of his mouth in a cracked voice, his eyes snapping open so he watched as water dripped from them and fell on his floor. Why am I thinking about…

He did not say anything because he did not want to play into their trick, but when it lasted longer he noticed both were actually asleep… and he didn't wake them up. Bakugo gasped in, as watched Miruko falling back down into that hole after the last time he saw her bloody burning body raise above it. Then his right hand gripped into his temple moved to the side of his face, and he brushed it over his cheek. His eyes shut closed, and he pressed his back against his door and dropped down on his butt. His hand dropped from his cheek as he saw Indago walking down that tunnel away from the Sports Festival stadium after she graduated, and tears ran down his face over both cheeks when he opened his eyes to see that girl falling in front of him with her neck opened up. "Ahh… ahh-" Bakugo rose his arm up in front of his mouth, bit down on it, and he screamed into it as he drew blood, "NNnnnnnnnNNNN!"