"Everyone be silent."

Aizawa's gruff voice echoed loudly through the oddly silent classroom, the usually rambunctious group of students sitting obediently in their seats for once, their bewildered gazes staring at their homeroom teacher in confusion.

"We are silent, sensei." Raising his hand meekly, Kaminari was the only one to call out their teacher on his mistake, the rest of the class giving the resident electric user a concerned glance, Jiro full-on facepalming at the boy's stupidity. Everyone else was smart enough to remain silent, knowing just how moody, and at times unjustifiably vindictive, their homeroom teacher could be. And Kaminari had just unwittingly made himself a target for him.

"Watch your mouth Kaminari or else it's detention for you." Flinching in fright at the Pro Hero's icy tone, Kaminari sunk fearfully into his chair under Aizawa's infuriated scowl, his eyes glowing the familiar crimson of his Eraser quirk.

"B-but, what about Toga?" Pointing to the other end of the room, Aizawa following the direction his student was gesturing toward, the nighttime hero laid eyes upon the girl with the buns in her hair, his right eye twitching slightly at her brazen display of disrespect to both him and the classroom.

"Ne, ne, Izu-kun! What do you want to do today?" Leaning fully over the back of her chair, completely turned away from her homeroom teacher as she talked to the mop-headed boy seated behind her. Hovering her face mere inches from her green-haired seatmates, Izuku's emerald eyes repeatedly flickered worriedly between his incensed teacher's glare and the enthusiastic blonde staring expectantly at him with her cat-like irises.

Taking a deep breath, Aizawa tried to quell the rising ire in his chest at the blonde schoolgirl's disrespectful actions, the black-haired teacher wanting nothing more than to wrap up Toga with his capture tape and dress her down in front of the rest of the class. But, he knew that today he would have to make sure her attention was kept elsewhere and that she remains as oblivious and ignorant of him as possible.

"Don't try to distract from yourself Kaminari, or else I'll make it 2 weeks." Glancing at Ochaco from the corner of his eyes as Kaminari let out a terrified squeak, the brown-haired girl purposefully keeping her eyes staring forward, her face set into a hard glare, the Gravity users terrified words from the night before replayed through his mind.

Everything she had mentioned, from the strange, almost supernatural, occurrences happening around Toga to the impossible feats of strength and power, ran concurrently with his and All Might's own investigations into the mysterious blonde schoolgirl. The pair of Pro Hero's had spent days scouring through the girl's history with a fine-toothed comb, looking for something, anything, out of the ordinary that could shed light on just who or what Toga Himiko truly was.

From collecting records from when her quirk manifested to the present time, replaying footage from the Sports Festival and the License Exam, all the way to visiting various villains that she had contact with during the Summer Camp. Aizawa and All Might spent countless hours collecting data, that ranged from impossible feats and events that did seemingly made no sense, the two of them finding an alarmingly increasing number of disturbing evidence that there was something very, very wrong about Toga Himiko.

Plus something in her eyes, the way she would sometimes stare at someone, with almost soulless hate and inflated superiority, as if they were nothing, less than nothing, to her, sent a terrifying chill down Aizawa's back. Because deep down in his heart, a primal part of his soul, knew she was right.

"Now, today's lesson will be quite familiar to all of you." With Aizawa's ominous words the door to 1-A slowly slid open, a familiar trio of upperclassman strutting proudly(one meekly) into the room, fully decked out in their combat gear as the class stared at them with wide-eyed wonder and terror.

"You will be once again be tested on your abilities and what you have learned, but this time it will be against all members of the Big Three simultaneously." Worried chatter started to spread amongst the students of 1-A, their previous encounter with only one of them lingering uncomfortably in the back of their minds. Despite this, the class was still determined to prove their worth, to show that the last time was not a true indication of them or their abilities.

Mirio stared at the assembled students with an unnaturally serious look on his face that replaced his usual exuberant and happy-go-lucky smile, his black eyes falling upon the girl who had beaten him so thoroughly last time. The future hero prepared to not lose again, wanting to prove that everything he had endured to reach this point was not for nothing.

He was a little disappointed to find her not even looking his way, her full attention still locked on the green-haired boy Mirio had taken an interest in last time, Toga clearly disinterested in both himself and the upcoming fight.

Mirio knew he was going to have to use her overconfidence against her. He knew he wouldn't be able to call himself a true hero until he beat her, until he overcame her amazing power and skill and cemented himself as the best. With the help of his friends and the intense training he had undergone since his loss, he knew he could do it.

'Heh, this will be easy.' Toga thought casually as she stared with heart-filled eyes at her adorable Izu-kun, completely ignoring her teacher's instructions, clearly not worried at all about the upcoming battle, knowing it will be a veritable cakewalk for her. Plus it gave her a chance to finally ruin that loud-mouthed girl's face, the godlike girl remembering the little comment she made about her eyes last time and the way she flaunted those disgusting balloons on her chest in front of HER Izu-kun. It made her want to introduce that vapid smile of hers to the back of her own head.

"Alright, you all know the drill. Grab your gym clothes and meet us in Gym Gamma. You have 15 minutes." With that, Aizawa quietly exited the classroom, the trio of upperclassman dutifully following behind the Pro Hero, Mirio taking one last glance at the blonde-haired girl before disappearing out of sight.

"Eee, yay! I get to see Izu-kun in action again!" Jumping out of her seat, Toga excitedly began running in circles around the green-haired boy, Izuku smiling slightly at her cheerful demeanor before settling back into a nervous frown. Their last encounter with Mirio was still fresh in young hero's memory, the sheer difference in power and ability reminding Izuku just how far his dream of becoming a Pro Hero, of taking up the mantle from All Might, truly was.

Nevermind the fact that despite how outclassed all of them were to the third year, Toga had dealt with him like he was nothing, throwing him around like a rag doll, only proving the divide between him and the godly blonde even more than anything. It made Izuku wonder just what she could possibly find so fascinating about someone like him, a seemingly plain and ordinary human when the whole universe was literally at her every beck and call. She could create someone much more interesting than him if she wanted to.

Noticing the boys sudden downcast expression, a displeased pout forming cutely on her face, Toga stopped in front of the green-haired boy and pinched his freckled cheeks roughly between her fingers.

"Owowowow! Toga-chan, why?" Groaning out in pain, his voice distorted slightly from his cheeks being pulled in and out by the godlike blonde, small tears formed in the corner of his eyes as Izuku lightly gripped Toga's wrists with his hands, wondering what he could have possibly done to deserve this.

"You are thinking stupid things again, aren't you, Izu-kun?" Toga said with a light growl before letting go of Izuku's cheeks with ah audible snap, before pressing her hands on either side of his head, pulling his face uncomfortably close to her own.

Blushing slightly under her intense gaze, Izuku's emerald eyes stared mesmerized into Toga's golden orbs that were shining with love and faith, his mind unwittingly replaying the passionate kiss she had given him the night before.

"We are going to go into that gym, stare into their stupid third-year faces, and kick their asses!"

Gasping in surprise, Izuku could feel a slight smile spread on his lips at the girl's oddly inspiring speech, the passion and fire in Toga's eyes lighting a spark in the young hero's heart. Nodding resolutely, albeit awkwardly while sandwiched between the girl's palms, Izuku could feel his heartbeat quicken at Toga's cheeky grin as she let go of his face.

"Right! Let's do this Toga-chan!"


"Is everything ready?" Whispering quietly into his earpiece, the device practically invisible underneath his wild and unkempt mane of hair, Aizawa watched his students slowly make their way into the Gym, their faces full of equal amounts of determination and apprehension as they stared at the assembled Big Three.

The trio of upperclassman stood at the other end of the vast Gym, the grounds repaired after Mirio and Toga's vicious battle from last time, determined stares on all three of their faces. Even Tamaki was fully focused, not a trace of doubt to be found on his face.

The nighttime hero felt a little bad for lying to all of them, for using the third years and his students in their plan to try and figure out definitively just what was up with Toga. Unbeknownst to the students, several recording devices, both audio and video as well as more complicated measuring equipment that Aizawa couldn't have been bothered to learn the name of, were set up to monitor Toga during the fight, searching for any and all abnormalities in both her and things around her. A large battle, especially against such skilled opponents, was the only way to both draw it out long enough to have something happen as well as hopefully push her to reveal herself and her hidden abilities in some way.

Because of this, the head staff members of U.A. were currently situated in a remote observation room, far, far away from the main campus. They wanted to make extra sure that Toga did not catch a single whiff of what they were planning, all of them having made sure that none of them were ever in her presence for longer than necessary, always traveling in pairs in case a traitor or compromised individual walked among them.

Aizawa was the only one they trusted enough to keep his cool and to not give anything away, his naturally stoic and loner nature making him the most trustworthy to leave on his own with their target.

"Alright!" Aizawa called out as the last of the students made their way into the gym, Class 1-A standing in a large cluster across from the trio of upperclassmen. "The same rules as last time apply. The objective is to beat all three of them and you are allowed to use anything within your means to achieve this. Ready?"

Raising his arm into the air, the assembled students, as well as the Big Three, getting into their battle stances, Aizawa took one last look at Toga, the blonde girl smiling confidently and without worry, before swinging his arm down in a large arc.

"Go!"

Remembering the folly of their last encounter with Mirio, Class 1-A quickly fanned out until they completely encircled the upperclassman, making sure to stay a safe distance from each other to keep him from taking out multiple of them at once. A small grin crossed Aizawa's face when he noticed their strategy, noting that several of them were paired off with classmates that complimented their own quirks and skillsets, impressed that they had adapted so quickly since such a big loss.

This test ended up being an unexpected positive already for him.

"Heh, not bad." Mirio chuckled to himself as he carefully examined his surroundings, glad to see that his kouhai were quick learners, but his smile slowly fell back into a determined frown when he made eye contact with a familiar blonde. Toga was smiling at him with a wide, tooth-filled grin, her golden eyes looking at him with amused contempt and condescension.

He would have to teach her not to underestimate them.

"Nejire! Tamaki!" Calling over his shoulder, Mirio quickly phased into the floor, the blue-haired girl letting out a series of giggles before her body suddenly started crackling with energy. Tamaki let out a quiet sigh before transforming his arms into a series of octopus tentacles.

"On it!" Stretching her arms out in front of her, Nejire shot out a couple of spiral beams toward the shocked group, the students quickly getting out of the way of the powerful blasts.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Tamaki whipped his arms in a large, overhead arc toward the rest of the class, the tentacles stretching far out from his body, the young hero's once again getting out of the way before they were hit by the mass of squiggly arms.

They noticed too late the mistake they had made.

Using the fact that they had to bunch up to get out of the way, Mirio popped out of the ground and quickly uppercutting the short purple-headed boy, using his extra momentum to aim another kick at the pink-skinned alien girl.

"Mina!" Jumping in front of her, Kirishima activated his quirk at the very last second of impact, forcing Mirio to abandon the attack and phase harmlessly through both of them before diving back underground. He would have to get the ones on the other side before they had time to regroup.

"Momo, now!" Hearing the two-toned boy yell out as soon as he appeared out of the ground, Mirio instinctively knew that he had to keep his quirk activated. His hunch ended up being right as a small explosion rang through the gym, the ground he had just appeared out of blowing up into tiny pieces, leaving behind a small crater.

'A remote detonated bomb?' Quickly moving out of the way, the button-eyed boy was forced to stay above ground when he noticed the purple-haired girl stick her earphone jacks into the ground, prepared to blow up the floor with shock waves as soon as he went under. 'They have gotten better.'

Indeed they had. While mainly for fun, the beach trip had greatly boosted the class's morale and grown the trust and synergy amongst each of them. The students of Class 1-A were as well-formed a team as they had ever been, each one had a new trust and belief in not only themselves but each other.

"Alright. Looks like tricks won't work." Mirio smiled as he regrouped with his friends, greatly enjoying the new challenge put before him, but, unfortunately for them, he had something to prove. "Time to use overwhelming power."

"Right." Nejire and Tamaki called in unison as they all sped toward a different section of the group of students, their quirks primed and ready for use. Despite how good CLass 1-A might work together now, the third years were still confident in the strength and mastery of their quirks they had built up during their time in U.A., something their kouhai had just barely begun to grasp.

Flying toward a group of students, Nejire came to a sudden stop, Sato's punch just barely missing her, the blue-haired girl using his momentum to send a crackling spiral of energy into his chest. Wheeling her foot around, Nejire caught the invisible girl trying to sneak up on her with a kick to the face. Using the extra space this created, Nejire spread her arms out wide to her sides before spinning in a circle, energy beams flowing out and into anyone standing too close to her.

Tamaki meanwhile had encased himself in a giant oyster clam before rolling at high speeds toward a cluster of Class 1-A hero's, Shoji managing to catch him before he could bowl anyone over, the multi-limbed boy's eyes widening in shock when it suddenly cracked open and a crab claw collided roughly with his jaw, knocking him out.

Kicking off one side of the clam, the shell colliding with Jiro before she had a chance to move out of the way, Tamaki used the other one to protect himself from a bolt of lightning arcing toward him. Transforming one of his arms back into tentacles, the gloomy hero dug them underground before grabbing the electric user by the ankle, Kaminari barely able to get out a surprised yelp before being roughly flung onto the hard concrete, his head hitting the ground with a sickening thud.

Mirio was using Nejire's sweeping attack to pick off anyone who managed to avoid the spiraling beams of energy, using their lack of awareness of their surroundings to his advantage, popping up behind them and disabling them with swift punches and kicks to the back of the head.

Spinning around, Mirio rushed toward one of the biggest threats in the room, Todoroki instantly creating a shield of ice for protection. The Permeation user simply phased through the thick block of ice, a brief look of surprise crossing his features when he didn't find the son of the new number 1 hero on the other side.

Shifting his momentum in mid-air, the blonde third-year just managed to avoid the burst of flames that Todoroki had shot at him, Mirio grimacing as the heat from the fire washed over him. Deciding to take a more direct approach, the button-eyed boy quickly landed on his feet, ducking and weaving around Todoroki's twin attacks of fire and ice with incredible speed and dexterity.

Subtly detaching his cape from his shoulder, Mirio jumped directly at the two-toned hero, phasing through the shocked boy's body, only his cape remaining solid as it wrapped over Todoroki's face, leaving him momentarily blinded. Quickly landing on his feet, the third-year knew he only had a split-second before the Half Cold, Half Hot hero would recover, Mirio landing a well-placed chop to the back of Todoroki's neck, his body falling limp to the ground.

The trio was proving without a shadow of a doubt just why they were considered the three greatest Pro Hero prospects in U.A., the students of Class 1-A continuing to be picked off one by one until their battered bodies littered the floor of Gym Gamma. They were, unfortunately, no match for the three strongest students in U.A.

Returning to each other's side, the Big Three gave each other a brief nod before turning their attention the other side of the gym, prepared to take on the last two Class 1-A students left standing.

"Heehee looks like it's just us Izu-kun~" Dramatically falling into the green-haired boy's muscular chest, Toga mockingly placed the back of her hand against her forehead, a teasing grin spread on her lips. "Whatever shall we do?"

"You told me earlier, Toga-chan." Grinning down at the blonde schoolgirl, Izuku fired up One For All to 13%, the energy crackling off his skin with green lightning as he glared defiantly at the trio of upperclassmen."We kick their ass!"

"I like that plan." Pushing off of the mop-headed boy's powered up body, Toga procured a couple of knives from her holster with a grand flourish, her fangs peeking out from the corner of her mouth as she grinned devilishly at the Big Three. Her golden eyes studied each one of the upperclassmen carefully, trying to find the best way to deal with them without using her powers, confident that her Izu-kun was doing the exact same thing.

"You ok with following my lead for a bit, Toga-chan?" Angling her head to look at the green-haired boy, Toga could feel a light blush flare up on her cheeks at the determined spark in his emerald eyes, a daring smile spread on his face. Nodding her head enthusiastically, a bright grin curling on her lips, Toga crouched down into a battle stance, her heart fluttering madly in her chest at the amazing sight she had just been blessed with.

"After you, Izu-kun." Playfully gesturing for the young hero to go ahead, Izuku gave her a quick grin before shooting off toward the trio of upperclassman, the ground cracking where he had stood mere moments ago. Swooning at how amazing her Izu-kun was, Toga quickly followed after him, her speed almost rivaling the wielder of One For All's.

Running directly behind the green speedster, Toga whipped two knives toward the Big Three, both of the razor-sharp blades, thrown with expert aim, missing Izuku by mere inches as they hurtled toward Nejire and Tamaki at incredible speed.

The two upperclassmen managed to easily avoid the thrown projectiles, confused why they would make such an obvious yet risky gambit, the blonde schoolgirl practically putting her partner in harm's way with how close she threw them to his head. The pairs plan would become obvious to them mere seconds later.

Immediately after she had thrown the knives, Izuku and Toga had quickly changed trajectory and made their way toward the Manifest hero, his eyes widening when he figured out they had used their own dispersal technique against them. Reacting quickly, Tamaki encased himself inside of a clamshell, the indigo-haired hero aware of the sheer power the two of them possessed. This move was exactly what the two of them had hoped for.

Jumping over the gloomy hero, Toga landed with expert grace on top of the narrow foothold of the intersecting halves, grinning madly as she stuck her hands between the shells. With minimal effort, the godlike schoolgirl ripped the two pieces apart, Tamaki's eyes constricting in fear at how easily his protective cocoon was destroyed.

Sprouting some tentacles, Tamaki tried to take advantage of the fact that both of the blonde girl's hands were occupied with the shell halves, his arm reeling back to launch a particularly devastating attack on the airborne Toga. His forward momentum however came to a sudden stop, a shocked look crossing his face as he turned to find Izuku holding on tightly to the mass of wriggling octopus tentacles, his enhanced strength keeping Tamaki rooted to the spot.

"Here!" A loud crash, followed by a wet squelching noise, reverberated through the gym as Toga slammed one of the clamshells into Tamaki's tentacled arm, effectively severing it from his body. "You can have this back!"

Pirouetting on her toes, Toga threw the remaining half into Tamaki's face, the force of the throw breaking the upperclassman's nose, blood spurting out like a geyser. Running behind his falling body, Izuku was ready to launch the final attack, his arms placed on the ground, prepared to push off of it and send both of his iron-soled boots into Tamaki's back.

"Now hold on Midoriya-kun." Gasping in shock, Izuku noticed the blonde upperclassman's face out of the corner of his eye, Mirio's upper body partially sticking out of the ground, his hand gripping the green-haired boy's wrist tightly. "Can't allow you to hurt my friend."

"Toga!" Twisting his hips, Izuku tried to land an overhead kick on the Permeation hero as he called out to this partner, his attack phasing harmlessly through Mirio's body. Using the trajectory of his kick, Izuku placed his foot on the ground before pushing off of it with all his might, launching himself back into the air, pulling the blonde third-year attached to his wrist with him.

"Not bad." Mirio commented with a bright grin as he reached up to grab the back of Izuku's head, the mop-headed boy letting out a grunt of pain at the boy's strong grip. "But you'll find your girlfriend a little preoccupied right now."

Izuku felt his heart stop as he saw Nejire shoot a large discharge of energy at the aforementioned blonde, Toga easily dodging the attack, but as she tried to get to her freckle-cheeked love, she was cut off by a taloned kick by Tamaki. Her worried golden eyes locked momentarily with his, before Izuku felt his body being driven downward, the ground approaching him with immense speed being the last thing he saw before losing consciousness.

"Izu-kun!" Screaming out in rage and concern, Toga felt her heart skip a beat as she stared at the unconscious form of her love, the green-haired boy's head partially implanted into the ground from the force of impact. Getting back to his feet, removing his hand from the back of the young hero's head, Mirio slowly letting go of Izuku's wrist, his arm falling limply back to the ground with a soft thump.

White-hot anger coursed through the godlike girl's veins as she watched the button-eyed bastard approach his friends, the three of them standing defiantly before her, Izuku completely forgotten as they slowly encircled her.

Clenching her fist, her fangs protruding menacingly from her grit teeth, Toga tried to keep her anger at bay, but that was a losing battle. They had hurt her Izu-kun, again! Again that freak-faced fuck had hurt her sweet Izu-kun! He was so close to beating the little wimp, to prove just how awesome he was, but the little shit had to ruin it! She just wanted to turn them all into piles of rotten, bloody mulch with her bare hands!

A strange jolt ran through Aizawa's body, the air around him feeling oddly heavy and oppressive for a split second, the nighttime hero swearing he saw something strange, almost otherworldly, pop up around Toga. As quickly as it appeared, it vanished just as swiftly, no trace of anything out of the ordinary happening to be found. The Eraser quirk hero would hope the camera's caught whatever it was, because the next thing that happened made him forget about it almost instantly.

Taking a deep breath to reign in her anger, trying to keep herself from committing cold-blooded murder in front of her classmates and teacher, Toga exhaled all of her hate and frustration before slowly opening her eyes.

That didn't mean they would be spared her wrath.

A shiver of fear ran down the Big Three's backs at the icy, hateful glare in the blonde girl's eyes, no form of compassion or mercy to be found in their golden depths, the trio of heroes unaware of the pain they would find themselves in momentarily.

Shooting forward, Toga closed the distance between her and Nejire in an instant, the blue-haired girl unable to react in time before feeling a fist collide roughly with her stomach, causing her to throw up violently onto the ground, little specks of blood mixed in with her breakfast. Raising her arms, energy flowing between her fingers, Nejire stared in shock as Toga simply pushed her hands away, her electric tendrils fading away as simply as a match that was blown out by a stray wind.

Leaning backward, the godly schoolgirl landed a vicious headbutt onto the girl's face, busting her nose wide open, Nejire was sure she felt her skull crack from the force of the blondes head colliding with her own. A screech of unimaginable pain tore from the blue-haired girl's mouth as Toga roughly bit down on her he broken nose, the shattered cartilage shifting and pressing painfully against the clamped down skin, disgusting squelching noises ringing in her ears.

Feeling the edges of her vision go dark, Nejire was unable to defend herself against the vicious punch flying toward her face, her mind going blank as a searing pain shot through her body.

Watching her body flop to the ground in a heap, the godlike schoolgirl took some sadistic glee in getting to damage that overblown bimbo's cute little face, happily lapping up Nejire's blood that was staining her knuckles. The slut's quirk was a fun little bonus too. Toga had to admit she was being a bit petty when she attacked her first.

"Nejire!" Lifting her head slightly, Toga blinked at the taloned fist mere inches from her face, the godlike schoolgirl simply stepping to the side as Tamaki landed roughly next to her before turning to launch a flurry attacks at her. Clasping her hands casually behind her back, the blonde-haired girl avoided each one of his attacks with unnatural ease, predicting every one of his moves before he even threw them.

Ducking down suddenly, a loud thump followed by a shocked gasp rang out above Toga's head, the godlike schoolgirl laughing merrily as she rolled out of the way, watching with smug pride as Mirio apologized profusely to his friend for accidentally punching him in the face.

"Now, now, doll eyes. I thought you were supposed to be a hero. Heroes don't hurt their friends, you know?" Giggling mockingly at the pair of upperclassman, a little 'whoop' jumping out of her throat as she dodged a quick tentacle attack from Tamaki, taking a quick bite out of his arm before stepping out of the way as Mirio phased out of the ground below her, his punch barely missing her.

"Two on one? I'm not really into that." Lifting her leg into the air, Toga stomped the ground with incredible force, causing a massive crater to spread halfway across the gym. Launched into the air by the immense wind kicked up by the girl's powerful stomp, bits of gravel flying into his eyes, the Manifest hero failed to notice Toga launching a huge boulder at him. Tamaki had just enough time to conjure a small shell on each of his hands before he was sent flying by the massive rock, the boulder pushing him along until he collided roughly with the gym wall, knocking him out.

"Tamaki!" Screaming out for his injured classmate, the number 1 hero prospect was prepared to go check on his childhood friend when he felt a sudden weight next to him.

"Just you and me again it seems." Wheeling around in fright, Mirio stared wide-eyed into the grinning face of his sadistic tormentor, Toga leaning casually against his side as she proudly surveyed her handiwork. Gritting his teeth in anger, the blonde boy roughly shoved her off, Toga exclaiming an insulted 'hey', before unleashing a barrage of kicks and punches at the girl who had humiliated him so badly last time as well as hurt two of his best friends.

Continuing to smile smugly at the enraged boy, still easily avoiding every one of his attacks, the blonde schoolgirl decided it was time to end this. While beating up the smug upperclassman was tons of fun, Toga wanted to get back to hanging out with her Izu-kun and maybe get another kiss out of him. The one from the night before had whet her appetite and she wanted more, Toga quickly becoming addicted to his taste.

Stepping sideways, Mirio's punch harmlessly sailing past her, the godly blonde grabbed his wrist tightly, the boy letting out a grunt of pain before feeling a fist smash roughly into his jaw, the force of the punch partially lifting him off of the ground. Another punch to his stomach caused a spurt of blood to fly out of his mouth as his body went skidding across the floor, digging a long groove through the destroyed remains of Gym Gamma.

Taking in wheezing breaths, the blonde boy painfully cracked one of his eyes open, terror running through his system when he saw the sadistic girl flying toward him, eight pairs of knives primed in between each of her fingers. Giving him an evil smirk, Toga threw all of the knives at once toward his prone body, a sharp pain running down his spine keeping Mirio from moving out of the way in time. All he could do was clench his eyes shut as he awaited his inevitable impalement.

Eight successive thunks rung in loudly his ears, Mirio's eyes flying open when he didn't feel any pain, the blonde boy trying to move his body, only to find himself stuck to the ground. Looking to his side, the Permeation hero stared dumbfounded at the eight knives embedded into the ground around his body, each one having impaled his costume, effectively pinning him to the ground.

Quickly activating his quirk, Mirio let out a hiss of pain as the burn of steel cutting through flesh ran down his arm. Lifting his head slightly, the button-eyed boy was shocked to find a small incision where his arm had tried to phase through the knife, the knives somehow nullifying his quirk.

'How?' Mirio's question would go unanswered as he felt Toga's knee impact with his face before his world went black, the blonde schoolgirl using his momentary lapse of concentration to end the fight with a single attack. Climbing off of Mirio's unconscious body, Toga casually dusted off her pants before grinning victoriously at the defeated members of the Big Three.

Like she said earlier, easy.

Silence hovered over the gym as Class 1-A slowly got back to their feet, gingerly holding their wounds as they looked in awe at the destruction and carnage Toga had wrought upon the Big Three. Even Izuku, who had seen what the blonde schoolgirl was capable of firsthand, stared at Toga in shock, a small swell of pride growing in his chest at the fact that she refrained from abusing her godlike powers and reigned herself in while fighting the upperclassman.

He had seen up close and personal just how destructive Toga could be when angered, especially after someone had hurt him, the memory of her systematic evisceration of Katsuki playing like a horror movie in his mind. What she had done to the Big Three was tame in comparison.

"Woo! Toga-chan!" Jumping in fright, Toga looked around in shock as the whole gym erupted in raucous cheers and hollers, the blonde god squawking in surprise as a bunch of arms enveloped her in a massive group hug. Whipping her head back and forth, her arms pinned uselessly to her side, Toga stared into the bright and happy faces of her classmates, each one of them loudly chanting her name in celebration.

"Damn! You are so awesome Toga!" Kaminari yelled loudly into her ear, the electric user laughing nervously as she growled angrily at him, her teeth snapping dangerously close to his face as she tried to bite him.

"Toga-chan that was spectacular!" Feeling a large pair of breasts push into her back, as well as the regal voice attached to said breasts, Toga knew right away who was hugging her from behind, the godlike girl letting herself lean backward as she grinned over her shoulder at Momo.

Searching through the sea of faces, Toga locked eyes with her beloved Izu-kun, the boy cheering just as loudly and enthusiastically as the rest of his classmates, his emerald eyes sparkling with pride and happiness. The blonde schoolgirl could feel the heat slowly rise in her cheeks as she smiled a wide, tooth-filled grin at the boy, one full of sincerity and joy.

"Alright, alright enough." Ever the spoilsport, Aizawa's dull voice cut through the cheers and jubilant cries like a hot knife through Toga's victims, the crowd slowly dispersing as they lined up to give their teacher their full attention.

"With these two impressive performances back to back, I believe a mentorship might not make much sense for Toga, her skills already far surpassing what she could gain from mentoring under a Pro Hero. I would still implore the rest of you to consider looking into possible mentorship agencies. All of you performed much better than last time with more difficult odds, but you were still easily overwhelmed and outmatched."

Aizawa's speech sucked some of the joy out of the room as some of the students hung their heads in shame, fully aware that what their homeroom teacher was saying was true. It still wounded their pride a bit to hear though.

"Now, everyone who needs medical attention, go see Recovery Girl. After that, take the rest of the day off. Class dismissed." And with that, Aizawa turned around and slowly ambled out of the gym, leaving behind twenty shocked students. The shock wouldn't last long though as another round of cheers rang through the gym, the unexpected half-day of school lifting their spirits after their harsh loss.

"I've got an idea!" All of Class 1-A turned to stare quizzically at the invisible girl, Tooru's tattered glove hovering high in the air, her booted feet bouncing back and forth excitedly. "Let's all go out together and celebrate Toga's win with some Karaoke!"

A light blush dusted Toga's cheeks as everyone agreed to the idea with almost unanimous applause, fully on board with the idea of celebrating their blonde classmate as they helped the more injured students to Recovery Girls office, wanting to head out and party as soon as possible.

Standing rooted to the spot, watching her classmates file out of the gym one by one as some of them shot her a quick thumbs up or sent her a quick wave, Toga sensed the familiar warmth and happiness that she felt the last time she beat Mirio as well as when she defeated the League of Villains creeping its way into her heart.

What was this feeling and why did it feel so nice? It was different than the rush of feeling blood slide down her throat or the thrill of feeling a life slowly fade away before her eyes. It was…pleasant, happy, comforting. Toga couldn't place what it felt like, just that it gave her immense joy and that's what scared her the most. It was unfamiliar, different, but not the least bit unpleasant. A feeling of joy completely removed from death and blood.

And Toga liked it. A lot.

"Toga-chan?" Perking up at her name being called by a familiar voice, the godlike schoolgirl turned to see Izuku slowly hobble over to her, lightly holding his head, his right eye wincing in pain. "Can you help me?"

Shaking her head to rid herself of the confusing thoughts, Toga quickly ran over to Izuku's side, the green-haired boy giving her a grateful nod as she placed her hand gently on his forehead, the pain in his body evaporating as she healed him.

"Thank you, Toga-chan." Giving the blonde girl an appreciative smile, one she returned with a joyful one of her own, the two of them quietly following after their classmates, prepared to get changed out of their gym clothes and go have fun with the rest of the class, something Toga never thought she would actually look forward to.

So much had changed since she received this power and it was all so wonderful.

"You were amazing back there." Whipping her head over to the boy in surprise, Toga looked up at Izuku with wide sparkling eyes as he gave her a soft smile, her heart beating loudly in her chest. "You were awesome Toga-chan."

Feeling her cheeks flare up with a massive blush, a huge beaming smile spread on Toga's lips as she suddenly jumped into Izuku's arms, the young hero letting out a startled yelp as he instinctively wrapped his arms around her smaller body, a dusting of pink spreading on his own face. Nuzzling her face into his chest, Toga could not wipe the ecstatic smile from her mouth and she never wanted to.

'Wonderful indeed.'


"This is deeply troubling." A series of affirmative nods followed Ectoplasm's statement as the head faculty members of U.A. stared at the array of displays before them, each one projecting a different angle of Class 1-A's battle with the Big Three.

A single instance was playing on repeat before the worried stares of the Pro Heroes, a strange distortion appearing around the blonde student, an inky, purple, and black mass forming in the air around her, pulsating ominously before fading away as quickly as it came. Whatever it was, it had caused their measuring devices to go haywire, a loud klaxon ringing through the observation room before disappearing as quickly as the distortion did.

"What could this be?" Thirteen scratched the outside of her spacesuit quizzically, her eyes flying over the data dump that had been created from that strange mass's appearance in confusion. "None of our sensors could figure out just what it was, only that it originated from Toga herself."

"It appeared shortly after Midoriya was defeated by Mirio, which obviously angered her greatly. She is very fond of the boy and anything to do with him seems to set her off in some way." Aizawa shivered slightly as he recalled the feeling that had overtaken his body when the event occurred, like an overwhelming intent to kill and destroy, but on a level he had never experienced before. It felt….inhuman.

"The rest of the fight is concerning too." Midnight cut in, the Rated R hero breathing heavily after the talk about love and youth, trying hard not to swoon at how wonderful love between a sweet boy and possible monster was. "Her aptitude and skills shown before this do not indicate it as possible. There was also no evidence of her ingesting anyone's blood, except for Nejire's which she never used, before, during, or after the fight."

"We have to assume, whatever is giving her these powers and causing these strange phenomena are stemming directly from her. And it is much more powerful than anything that has ever been seen before." Nezu rubbed his chin thoughtfully, the usually chipper principle watching the events of Toga's destructive beatdown of the Big Three with great concern.

"I wouldn't consider this such a problem if it was anyone else in that class." All Might chimed in, his emaciated form stepping up to the display of monitors with a grave look in his sunken eyes. "But what I've seen in her eyes, it's like she's something not of his world. Something much darker, more powerful."

"One of my students has voiced their concern about Toga as well." Aizawa added on, his voice even more grave than usual. "They have noted many strange happenings around her as well as fearing for their life when she is around. I trust their judgment on this as I have noticed it myself. There is something very wrong with Toga."

Sighing heavily, Nezu hopped out of his desk chair, his gaze wandering over to the screen showing Toga glaring at the Big Three, a primal fear settling in his stomach as he looked into her golden eyes. Scanning the worried faces of his colleagues, seeing the battered bodies of his beloved students lying broken at Toga's feet, Nezu knew there was only one option.

"As much as I hate to say it, truly wishing to nurture anyone attending our school, we might be forced to take action against Toga Himiko."


As the group of classmates made their way down the bustling city streets, still loudly singing Toga's praises as they made their way to the nearest Karaoke Bar, several of them crowded around said girl as they tried to talk to the hero of the day.

Feeling embarrassed by the sudden attention, Toga quickly latched herself onto Izuku arm, partially hiding behind the boy as she lightly glared at the rest of her classmates, feeling a bit safer and more comfortable by being next to her beloved. Several amused chuckles rang through the crowd as they let the blonde girl be, assuming she wanted to spend more time with her boyfriend, everyone chatting amicably amongst each other until they arrived at their destination.

Looking down at the blonde hanging off of his arm, her golden eyes wearily watching her classmates as a small blush lit up her cheeks, Izuku couldn't help but think how cute the godlike girl was acting. Who would have thought Toga had a shy side?

As the students arrived at the venue, the sheer size of their group meant that they couldn't share a single booth, forcing the class to split up into smaller groups. This left Toga and Izuku in a room with Ochaco, Tsuyu, Kaminari, and Todoroki. Sliding into a seat next to Izuku, leaning happily against his shoulder, Toga shot a sly grin toward Ochaco, the brown-haired girl quickly averting her gaze from the painful sight.

Ever the energetic one(as expected), Kaminari was the first to go up, the electric user not shy at all as he belted out a classic hard rock song. While not an amazing singer, Kaminari's high energy performance got the group clapping and singing along, instantly livening up the atmosphere in the room.

With a final guitar squeal, the music slowly faded out, the room clapping enthusiastically as Kaminari gave them a couple of playful bows.

"So how did I do?!" The spiky-haired boy asked the group as he took a seat next to Tsuyu, taking a quick sip of his drink as they waited for Todoroki to choose his song, the two-toned boy flipping through the selection of songs with a bored look on his face.

"Terrible! It was so much fun!" Hanging his head at Toga's harsh criticism, Tsuyu lightly petting his head, Kaminari couldn't help but laugh at the blonde girl's juxtaposing answer.

As Todoroki's turn came and went, everyone just stared at him with wide-eyes, the son of the number 1 hero looking back at them with a dead stare.

"Enka….interesting choice there Todoroki." Kaminari tried to formulate his sentence without sounding too offensive, despite feeling extremely bored at Todoroki's monotone rendition of the classical Japanese style of music.

"My family like traditional stuff." Grabbing a piece of Takoyaki from the assortment of food spread on the table, Todoroki merely stared back at the electric user with a nonplussed look as he gave his simple answer.

"Me, me, me! My turn!" Jumping onto the stage, Toga quickly snatched the microphone off of the monitor, holding it tightly between her hands as she gave Izuku a bright smile. Sliding into the first notes of the song, the assembled group looked at their blonde classmate in awe, greatly surprised by her singing voice.

"Wow…she's not that good." Izuku thought with mild surprise, the wielder of One For All sure that with her powers, plus with how nice her voice sounded normally, that Toga would have been an amazing singer. But, in reality, she would be considered quite average, if not slightly on the tone-deaf side, the godlike girl occasionally flubbing or murmuring over certain parts of the song.

It actually gave Toga a certain charm in the mop-headed boy's eyes.

"How did I do?" Flopping back into her seat next to Izuku, Toga expectantly turned to all of her classmates, her golden eyes sparkling with excitement. Frowning slightly, Izuku really didn't want to be the one to spoil her fun, greatly enjoying seeing the godlike girl have fun.

"You are not very good, Toga-chan, kero." Luckily, Tsuyu was as blunt as always, the frog-like girl answering Toga's question without hesitation or discretion.

"I know! My friends in middle school said the same thing!" Falling backward into her seat with a loud laugh, Toga held her sides as she began to cackle madly, greatly amused by Tsuyu's harsh words. Izuku couldn't help but laugh along with the blonde schoolgirl, her positivity extremely infectious, a small bit of relief washing over him that her good mood had not been affected by the blunt words from the frog-like girl.

And so the day continued, the class repeatedly extending their time at the Karaoke Bar, everyone having too much fun to go home after only one hour. The microphone made its way around the room multiple times, everyone belting their lungs out to various types of songs, except for Todoroki. People from other groups would occasionally pop in to hang out for a song or two before heading back out, Kaminari going to visit other rooms before returning with orders to keep the party going.

For one of her turns, Toga had chosen a deeply sensual song, the godlike girl placing herself on Izuku's lap as she sang seductively to him, her fingers running along his body as a deep blush engulfed his face. Ochaco could only watch the inappropriate display with a deep frown pulling at her lips, her brown eyes shining with hurt and resentment at the oblivious pair, both of them too wrapped in each other to notice the girl's pain.

"Alright, we have time for one more. Who wants to go?!" Holding the microphone high in the air, his face slick with sweat, Kaminari looked at the exhausted group of classmates with a questioning stare.

"Ah! I do!" Jumping to her feet, still brimming with energy, Toga ripped the microphone from the spikey-haired boy's hands before browsing through the list of songs, her tongue sticking out from the corner of her mouth as she tried to find the perfect one.

Quirking his eyebrow at the exuberant blonde, wondering just where she got all that energy from, quickly settling on 'she is god', Izuku glanced at the rest of the group, a small frown crossing his features as his eyes fell upon his round-cheeked friend.

Ochaco sat stiff and uncomfortable in her seat, her gaze staring forlornly at the empty cup in front of her, her eyes unfocused and distant. Her head would occasionally shake back and forth, as if she was trying to rid herself of some bad thoughts, before settling her gaze back on the cup, repeating the strange gesture every couple of minutes without fail.

Glancing over at his green-haired twin, Izuku locked eyes with his frog-like friend, the same worried look on her face as was assuredly on his own. Nodding at each other, the two of them didn't need to say a word to know they needed to help their friend.

"Ne, Urara-"

"Izu-kun! Sing this one with me!" Roughly yanked out of his seat, a loud yell of surprise tearing out of his throat, Izuku was pulled up to the stage, Toga placing a second microphone into his hand with an excited grin. Looking back over at his friend, the brown-haired girl quietly talking with Tsuyu, Ochaco giving him a brief smile to let him know she was ok before resuming her talk with the frog-like girl.

Still a bit worried about his first friend, Izuku decided there was nothing he could do about it right now, Ochaco clearly not wanting to worry him. Deciding to let it go, for now, Izuku nervously turned to the screen as the words began to pop up, the two of them singing a horribly butchered rendition of a love song, Toga lovingly leaning into his side, her eyes looking dreamily into his own as she sang to him.

Blushing slightly under her gaze, Izuku felt a smile tug at the corner of his lips as he looked into her golden eyes, the world around them fading to the background. All there was, was him and Toga.


Several hours had passed after the final hour at the Karaoke bar came and went, the students of Class 1-A having returned to the dorm with their hearts full of cheer, everyone milling about in the common room before retiring to their rooms, thoroughly exhausted after the eventful day.

As the rest of the dorm slept peacefully, silence blanketing every inch of the building, a single light still shone within it's darkened halls. Relaxing comfortably on Izuku's bed, with Toga's head resting on his stomach, the pair talked deep into the night, about everything and nothing, simply enjoying each other's company.

A/N: Work hard, play hard.

Woo, this has to be one of the longest chapters I wrote. Lots of action and fun times in this chapter as Toga's secret slowly starts to unravel before the teacher's eyes. What plans do they have for our resident goddess?

Got some plot progression in this chapter as well as some more of Toga learning just how nice it is to have friends and be praised. She is starting to truly integrate herself into the class, feeling a bit more comfortable around them, but still preferring Izuku over everything.

Next chapter: Time.

This is the part where I thank everyone for reading and how much I love you guys because that's truly how I feel. Your support means the world and I feel blessed every day that so many people have given my dumb little story a chance.