Ch. 5

UA Dorms, 6:00 PM

The students were still lounging in the common area, watching the late night news and keeping up with the latest trends on social media. On the tables near the kitchen, Fugo was sitting near Narancia, giving him some much-needed help on his math.

"Ok, so you saw what we did with the 45 in 2x-45 = 15, right?"

"We uhhhhhh added it! To the other side" Narancia figured out looking back at his work.

"Right! And that leaves us with 2x = 60. So since our goal is to get x on its own, what do we do with the 2?"

"Uhhhhhh…multiply it?"

"Close, but not right. Try again!"

"Subtract it?"

"You were closer the first time," Fugo said, starting to get irritated.

"Add it?"

"No"

"Square it?"

"There's no square roots to undo!," Fugo said in frustration, "So we can't add, subtract, or multiply. What does that leave? Hint: It's the opposite of multiplying."

"Dividing?"

"There we go!" He gave a hearty pat on the back to his friend, "That's it! So we divide the two on both sides, and that leaves x to equal?"

"3?"

"Add a zero to that."

"30"

"Nicely done Narancia!" He said with a wide smile on his face, but his mind was thinking something else. Had it not been for the laws of this land I would have stabbed him with a fork.

As he was praising Narancia's improving arithmetic skills, he watched as a cup of tea was placed near him. It was an orange-yellow tea in an ornate, white cup, a golden pattern on the saucer. He watched as another cup of tea was placed near Narancia. He looked up to find Yaoyorozu holding a brown carrying tray.

"Is this-" Fugo asked.

"Chamomile tea," the black-haired tea maker gladly responded, "Helps with the stress of studying and tutoring."

"Thank you," he responded as he grabbed the tea and took a sip.

"Do you want me to take over and help Narancia?"

"I think we're fine," he responded, but the look on Narancia's face said otherwise.

"Come on Fugo, pleeeeease?" the black-haired juvenile begged.

Fugo let out a long sigh then a small laugh before he said, "Alright then. I'll let Yaoyorozu help you." He got up from his chair, took his cup of tea, and made his way to the couch after grabbing one of his books from a nearby table.

Meanwhile, Aizawa had just walked into the common area to check on how his students were doing. The first thing he saw as he opened the door was Uraraka, Todoroki and Ashido talking near the big window, admiring the big red moon slowly rising in the sky. Tsu, Okuyasu, and Yukako were walking right nearby, each temporarily minding their own business, until they overheard bits of the first three's conversation.

"You know, I wonder why they call it a blood moon," Ashido remarked.

"Well I hear it's because the moon fully enters the Earth's shadow and the Sun's light reflects it in a way which produces the red color," Todoroki responded with his usual tone.

"Where did you get that book Todoroki?" Uraraka asked, "I think I'd be interested in reading it."

"Oh, I borrowed the book from Yaoyorozu's library," he responded, "Well rather she left it on the coffee table, it caught my attention, and I took it. And she knocked on my door asking if I had it."

"Oooh, how did she know you had it?" Mina excitedly questioned.

"Well-" Todoroki said, and that was all the young Hero could say before an interruption broke the conversation up. For while Todoroki had been conversing, a shadow figure emerged in front of the red moon. From the distance the students were at, it seemed to be tall and slightly masculine, but a closer would have been needed. Oh, how they would get one soon, as the figure dashed straight towards the window the three students were near. He was dashing at such alarming speeds. Yet the eyes of Asui, Yukako, and Okuyasu were able to catch a glimpse of the shadowy menace.

"Look out!" the three of them yelled, before each took different action to get their friends out of the way. Tsuyu used her tongue to grab Ashido by the waist and pull him to a safe distance. Yukako did something similar to Uraraka, except she used her hair to pull her away. And Okuyasu took his right hand and made a swipe motion in the air, and all of a sudden, the space between him Todoroki suddenly shrank, bringing him away from danger's embrace.

The glass broke as a result of a collision from the figure's knees. Though that glass seemed to be reinforced, it proved to be very futile resistance to the attacking creature. Upon impact, he slid for a few centimeters before ultimately coming to a stop, right near the table Momo and Narancia sat at.

The two at the table were the first to get a good look at the menace which encroached their privacy. Upon closer inspection, the figure's build bore an uncanny resemblance to that of All Might's, but that was about where the similarities ended. His brown pants seemed to be nearing their breaking point, but his shirt had already been broken, small bits of it hanging on to its belt. The skin color of the man was an ugly shade of purple, but his eyes glew a beautiful jade green. A set of small horns ran from the top of his head to his nose. His mouth bore a horrid set of teeth, with large fangs, and most notable: a long, wobbling tongue came out of his mouth and dangling in the air.

"Blood...blood…" the figure shrieked, "I must have blood!" The monster soon found himself wrapped in what seemed to be reinforced cloth. His eyes followed it to Aizawa, his eyes growing a crimson red.

"Tell me," the shaggy-haired teacher spoke, walking to where he was right behind the menace, "Who are you? And how did you get in here?"

The creature's figure began to shift again, but it seemed to be as a result of Aizawa's glowing red eyes and his Quirk, Erasure. The figure's color resumed back to a normal, white pigment. While his hair didn't grow back, his brown eyebrows re-emerged and his jade eyes cooled to a mellow brown. While his tongue had shrunken a bit and weakened in mobility, its activity certainly didn't cease.

"What's this? A simple cloth?" the wrapped figure finally spoke coherently, his back turned away from his captor. "You really think that will stop Adams, loyal servant of Dio?"

Adams' actions then took a creepy turn. He began to turn his neck in Aizawa's direction, before ultimately reaching the human limit of 90 degrees. But the human limit was unable to contain this creature, and his head kept pivoting 100, 120, 140, 160, 180 degrees. Their eyes locked while the

students were appalled by the disgusting turnaround and looked away.

"Do you really think you can defeat me?!" Adams called out, as he easily loosened his arms from the bind (which he did by dislocating his arms, he's a zombie, he can do that) grabbed the cloth which held him, and with the force of a heavy weightlifter, sent Aizawa flying and crashing on the other side of the room, his head hitting the door that was over there. While Aizawa was not out of the picture, the injury of the impact did take a moment for him to cope with.

With the crimson eyes which stared at him shut, Adams looked around in all swiveling direction at the students, freaked out by his abilities.

"Why, even as we speak," Adams continued his tongue returning to how he had first appeared with it, "there are many more loyal servants sitting outside your campus. A break-in is soon imminent. And when it does, all that'll be left is the blood of your corpses which we will savor so-" his words were cut off by something grabbing his tongue. Iida had dashed to stop the man from talking so quickly that by the time Adams noticed, he couldn't counteract.

He thought the next thing he could do was move out of the way...until he felt he couldn't move his legs. Looking down, he realized they had been covered in ice, and then he looked to find Todoroki standing there with an angered expression on his face.

"You're wrong if you think we'll die that easily," Shoto called out. Iida then sent a sharp kick to Adams' back. He bent over a little, looking like he was in pain...but he got back up laughing.

"I have to admit," he said, "That's the most pain I've felt in a while since Jonathan beat me to a crisp back in Windknight's Lot. But without Hamon, you stand no chance of defeating me!"

By that time, Adams' form had fully reverted to before Aizawa's Quirk took effect. He detached his legs, skin and bones and all, from the parts that had been frozen. But it was not that big of a deal, for these detached limbs grew back all too quickly. He couldn't get too far with Iida holding his tongue, but that too wasn't much of a problem, since he was the faster one of the two. He used the muscles within his tongue to shake Iida around violently. Meanwhile, Kirishima was running towards him with his hardened fist. Adams was finally able to shake Iida into the air and send him flying, Iida's body hitting Kirishima's and sending them both back. But in his frenzy he did not see Todoroki jumping up to meet him in the air, his left hand kindling a flame, burning a bright red. The flames were enough to send the creatures stumbling back, his hand on the part of his head that was ignited.

"Ok," Adams mumbled, "I was wrong, that was the most pain I felt!" He removed his hand to show the heavy burn marks that were left on his face. "But it's still not enough to stop me!" His tongue flew out, putting the fire fighter in a bind and holding him up. His arms were tied up, so all Todoroki could do was wriggle around.

"You seem like a powerful fella," Adams continued, "Maybe the Noble One would like you, AS ONE OF HIS MOST LOYAL SERVANTS!"

Joestar Agency Entrance, 6:00 PM

Jotaro, Jonathan, Old Man Joseph, and the other Students made their way towards the entrance of the Agency, where in the middle of the dimly-lit street stood some strange circle. As they continued to go outside, they found that circle to be a swirling, purple portal of some sorts. Around the circle, purple flames were glowing bright. And when the group finally emerged from the inside, another figure began to emerge from within the dark purple void.

This creature had a small but slightly wide stature. He wasn't fat, but he wasn't as buff compared to the others he stood in front of. He wore saggy, blue pants, and a blue vest as well, tied together by yellow buttons and thread. Underneath was a huge purple cloth, which went to his hands. His hair was a nefarious black, and he had elongated eyebrows and a mustache commonly referred to as "fu manchu". His black hair spiked out to a point, but different strands angled out, so it wasn't all straight. His eyes nearly look feline, a shining yellow pupil in a sea of black sclera.

"It's been a while, Jonathan!" the figure yelled out as he further emerged from the portal.

"Wang Chan!" Jonathan called out in response.

Jotaro posed a question to his ancestor in a slightly sarcastic tone, "A friend of yours?"

"I've come on behalf of Dio," Wang Chan continued, as he finally showed his hands. Attached to them were a long set of silver claws, almost like those of the Hero Wolverine. "Who has ordered me to dispose of you all like the trash you humans are!"

He came running forth from the void, his fingers and claws straight, heading right towards the Students at an alarming speed. "I'll start with these weak 'Heroes'" he taunted.

Wang Chan had begun to close the gap between the Heroes in training, Bakugo and Deku specifically. With his claws drawn, he made violent swiping motions at them. However, the two were able to dodge these attacks, but not for long. His metal claws were scraping along the Students' abdomens.

With his stamina not entirely affected by the attacks, Bakygo was able to charge an explosion right in Wang Chan's face, enough to send him back in recoil. This gave Deku the chance to charge up a quick attack.

One for All, Full Cowling...20%...Shoot Style…

SMASH! Deku was able to deal a devastating kick towards his opponent, sending Wang Chan flying across the street. While it knocked him down for a few seconds, he wasn't enough to make the zombie throw in the towel.

As he got up, Wang Chan let out a menacing cackle before returning to the scene of the attack.

"You may possess strength," he yelled, "But it won't be enough to stop DIO! Your efforts are futile,So give up now and surrender your flesh and blood to the Noble One." It was then Wang Chan's face had been struck...by an elongated arm? Indeed, it was Jonathan, sending his hand out to meet his opponent's face. With a fist full of Hamon, his face began to boil up, as if it had been touched by the Sun itself.

"Don't forget you have yet to best me in a fight," Jonathan said, his eyes blazing with determination, "And these Heroes are working just as hard to master their powers as I did mastering Hamon. As long as they work hard, no opponent, not even DIO, can stop them!"

"Hey Jonathan," Jotaro spoke, "Can you drop the sappy speech and we can deal with this guy?"

With the stun of Jonathan's Zoom Punch, Wang Chan didn't realize something wrapping around his body. As he peered down he realized that purple, thorny vines kept his body in a bind. And as he traced the purple lines, he found them emerging from the hands of Old Joseph who gazed at him with a determined stare.

"Take this," he yelled, "Hermit Purple and Hamon...OVER-"

But before Joseph could finish his attack, some quick black aura dashed across the street, breaking Hermit Purple's bind and taking Wang Chan with him. The two of them disappeared on the other side of the street as fast as the black blob appeared. He was gone, but not for long...