Nezu and the others watched as Ochako stormed out of the room, anger radiating off of her.

"Well, I better be off as well. Your problem students won't tutor themselves." Said Sasakura, making his way out of the room as well.

There was a pause as everyone stared at the door.

"You said you were going to tell her everything." Said Hawks.

Nezu made his way back to his seat, not answering until he had sat back down and pulled out a document to review.

"Some things are better left unsaid. I don't think she would appreciate being told that we set up her and Izuku's initial two encounters. After she was manipulated into joining the Angel Project, she naturally developed a strong hatred for being used." Said Nezu.

No one said anything in response, but Naomasa got up from his seat.

"I better be off as well, there is still a lot of work to do," he said, leaving as well.

"Where's Takeo? I was expecting him to be here and to have my medication." Asked Okimi to the room at large.

"I have it. Takeo is busy getting the final pieces of the QUEESS in order and making sure your batteries work properly." Hawks said, tossing her a case.

She opened it and removed the syringe and half a dozen pills. She immediately popped two of the pills, then used the syringe.

"Oh fuck..." she said through gritted teeth, putting the syringe down and gripping the table.

From the spot where she used the syringe, a golden glow appeared. Then it rippled outward along her skin until her entire body glowed with a golden light. Then it faded until she could be best described as having a glowing complexion. She pulled a pair of sunglasses that were almost solid black and fit the contours of her face perfectly almost like goggles, out of a pocket and put them on. Almost no light penetrated the lenses, but in her current state, the little light that did penetrate made the world seem like a bright sunny day.

"I... will be at the hospital," she said pausing briefly as she fought off a wave of nausea.

When she got to the door, she tried to open the door but found grasping the handle to be difficult. "I'll need to work on this," she thought.

"Allow me," said Hawks, opening the door for her.

"Thanks," she said, making her way out of the room.

Hawks followed her out of the room, leaving Nezu alone in the conference room. He sighed and put the document he had been trying to read away. He couldn't concentrate, he needed tea.


Ochako was wandering. She stormed out of U.A. and without really thinking ended up getting lost in the city. Instead of trying to find her way to anywhere familiar, she just kept walking. Her mind constantly drifted back towards the topic of Izuku and his alter ego. It was still hard to believe that Izuku and The Hunter could be the same person.

Everything Bakugo had told them about his encounters with Izuku's alter ego, it spoke of a person so different from Izuku. Yet, Ochako didn't feel like either of his persona's was an act. On one hand, Izuku had a love for heroes and quirks, or perhaps a fascination would be more apt. Maybe he had loved them at one point when he was younger, but it was clear that things had changed as he had gotten older. On the other hand, you had the vigilante who hated villains as much as Stain hated heroes, and was disillusioned with heroes and the society surrounding them. It was a striking contradiction at first glance, but people lived with contradictions about themselves often.

"Just look at me, I have a complete split personality, and it's practically my polar opposite." she thought.

Granted her situation was a bit different, or at least she assumed it was. She didn't think The Hunter was a split personality, but she wasn't an expert. She was drawn out of her thoughts when she saw the sign for the Invisible Glass. She paused, and her eyes were drawn to the entrance. Before she could stop herself, she found herself heading to the entrance. As she approached the door the sound of this street faded. She tried the door and found it unlocked. She thought it strange at first but realized that theft wasn't an issue when the only people who could actually enter the building were trusted individuals.

The interior was dark but there were a few emergency lights that cast a gloom over everything. The ancient pieces of art cast strange shadows that made the room feel decidedly creepy. Her eyes darted across the room, eyes resting on a bust of some long dead individual, the strange shadows gave the impression she was being watched, being judged for her intrusion.

She pushed her apprehension aside and took a seat at one of the tables. As she sat, she let her imagination take over. She imagined the nights Izuku spent working in the bar and the nights he went off hunting criminals. She wondered how many nights Izuku spent alone and she remembered the months she had felt alone during her time with the Angel Project.

Thinking on those days, and thinking of how Izuku suffered as she had, she felt pain within her. She broke free of her thoughts and realized that she was crying. She wiped her eyes and stood up. She had made a decision and all that remained was to wait.

She made her way out of the bar, as she exited out of the door she saw flashes of light along the street and a faint noise. As she got closer to the street the noise grew louder and she felt her adrenaline spike. She ran up the stairs and the noise blasted into her.

Screams, gunfire, explosions, and a myriad of other noises assaulted her as she witnessed Mufustafu at war once more.


Tsu stood at the pool's edge, carefully tracking every move her student made. On the left side, the students with water or amphibious quirks were practicing movement-based techniques. While on the right, others were practicing more combat-oriented techniques. A couple of other teachers were present as well, to help individual students whose quirks they were more familiar with than Tsu was. Among them was Aizawa, who was helping one student who had a hydrokinesis quirk, but also had a tendency to dehydrate them or others very rapidly if they weren't careful since they could accidentally pull the water out of other people. Aizawa had come to coach the students more personally and ensure nothing went wrong during their practice.

Tsu's job was mostly to roam between the groups, giving advice and help where possible and ensuring no one drowned. Drowning was more of a danger than most of the students realized, messing up their quirk or someone nearby screwing up theirs, could result in dangerous situations. So far, she'd only had to intervene once this week, which was a record. The students were becoming more adept by the day and she was pleased with all their progress.

As she rotated to the left side, she noticed strange ripples go across the water. She frowned and looked at the students, but no one seemed to be causing it. Then the air around her rippled and energy rolled through her like some kind of giant bass wave. Her stomach turned over, she lost all sense of direction, and she pitched sideways as if the whole world had lurched. She hit the floor and vomited onto the concrete. Then the sensation ended and cries of alarm sounded all around her. She looked behind her and her stomach turned over again.

Black armored mercenaries had materialized and as she watched disoriented, one of them pressed a button on a large box at their feet. An explosion of white smoke went everywhere, then she heard the sounds of a grenade launcher, and streams of white smoke arced out from them. The gas rolled over her and she started coughing as tears came to her eyes and pain racked her lungs and eyes. She crawled to the pool, where she could escape the tear gas.

All around her the sounds of combat echoed. The mercenaries wore full face masks, immune to the effects. She felt a blast of heat wash over her back, and she finally, blessedly fell into the water. She shook herself under the water, washing out the tear gas from her eyes then propelled herself to the right side of the pool. Looking up from underneath the water she spotted who she was looking for. She breached the surface of the water and Aizawa's student spun around with a look of fear on his face.

"It's just me, listen, you need to make a huge wave and wash the tear gas away. You need to cover the entire room," she said urgently.

"What? But I can't make a wave that big!" he said.

"You have to. You can do it, you have the power to do so. Go to the middle of the pool and twist the water around you like a whirlpool except instead of going down, make it go up. Then push it away from you like you are inflating a balloon." She said urgently, then she jumped out of the water.

As she jumped out of the water, she started secreting a mucus membrane around her body. The membrane prevented the tear gas from reaching her and rather than use her lungs to breathe, she used her skin. With this protection, she leaped to the ceiling and stuck to it. She started crawling along with the ceiling, scanning for the mercenaries.

When she found one, she spat a large globule of paralytic saliva. It hit him on the head, and while it obscured his vision, his helmet prevented the saliva from contacting his skin. She spat out the remaining saliva she had made and started making a different blend. They hadn't seen her on the ceiling and they were busy fighting Ectoplasm, whose clones were everywhere. Aizawa was down for the count, the tear gas acting as a potent counter to his abilities. The students had either fled, or a few of the braver ones were attacking the mercenaries with their rudimentary abilities. Two, however, had not been so lucky. One was floating in the water, blood turning the area around him a dark color, and another bleeding out on the floor.

She finished blending the mucus she needed and spat a globule, hitting a mercenary in the side. He looked down and tried to wipe it off but it quickly hardened, he tried moving his arm to no avail. Then a red streak of energy shot from across the pool and punched a hole through the mercenary. He cried out as the wound ignited, and he fell over as he desperately tried to put out the fire with one hand. Tsu glanced to where the ray had come from and saw the second-year student Hotaru, with two finger guns hiding in the doorway of the locker rooms.

She also noticed that the water had started to twist, and as she watched it started to move up toward the ceiling. She smiled, a brief flash of pride going through her as the students she helped tutor rose to the occasion. She turned her focus back to the fighting and started moving around the ceiling firing globules of quick hardening mucus.

During this, the inverted whirlpool steadily grew in size and speed. The mercenaries realized the danger and one of them blew a hole in a wall leading outside. As the mercenaries started retreating, the inverted whirlpool exploded outward. It crashed against the walls and ceiling like a tidal wave, and as it rushed back into the pool, it dragged everything with it. Tsu jumped into the water. She deftly navigated the water, avoiding objects and rescuing people from the massive wave.

When everything calmed down, the tear gas had been suppressed and the canisters swept into the pool. People were groaning as they picked themselves up from the ground.

"INTO THE LOCKER ROOMS!" She yelled, galvanizing the people into action.

Running and stumbling along, they all managed to get into one of the locker rooms. Tsu noticed the alarms were going off across the campus, and she knew key areas of the campus would be automatically locked down. As the immediate danger was behind them, panic and fear started to take hold of the younger students.

Tsu went over to Aizawa who was shaking the water out of his hair and rubbing his eyes.

"We need to get the students to the nearest dorm then lock it down. We teachers will be needed to repel attackers, which means the older students are going to have to act as guards at the dorms. We also need to get in contact with Nezu. I don't suppose you have your phone?" Aizawa asked, standing up as he blinked away the final dregs of pain.

"My phone's waterproof but it doesn't work if the interior is wet, and after the tidal wave almost everything in the area was swept into the pool. It would take time to find and that's assuming Zeus's men let us look." Said Tsu shaking her head.

Aizawa sighed and started squeezing water out of his scarf.

"Then we need to get in contact with Nezu in person and get some radios. I'll talk with Ectoplasm about our next move, you try and calm the first years and organize the students." Aizawa said.

Tsu nodded and went to help calm the younger students as Aizawa and Ectoplasm started organizing the students. She didn't know how big the assault was, but she had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach that things were going to get a lot worse.


Ochako didn't know what to do, she tried her phone but it was being thoroughly jammed. It also meant that the school was under siege. Nezu likely hadn't been able to get to the master tower in time to boot up the city-wide system. Only local radios would work, which meant she needed to get her hands on one. Coordination would be all over the place but if she could get to Naomamasa then they might be able to get communications back online by manually activating the relay towers across the city.

She flew into the sky, getting a bird's eye view. She could see that were fights being waged all over the streets. She flew towards the police headquarters, but as she approached she realized that there was a huge battle taking place at the building. Already damaged from the previous assault, the entire front had been blown open and mercenaries were camped out in front of the building. Then something moved behind the building.

She blinked, a building had just moved. As she concentrated on what she was seeing she realized with a shock that it wasn't an actual building. It was a building-shaped person, fifteen stories tall it towered over the headquarters. As she scanned the nearby building she realized that chunks had been torn out of the concrete street and an entire nearby building was missing save for its foundations. The living building seemed to be able to assimilate nearby buildings to increase its size.

It wasn't doing anything though, so she guessed (or rather hoped) that this was its max size. She flew low to the ground, she let her fingers drag across the ground and sent out a continuous pulse. She grabbed hold of nearby cars, road signs, and anything else she could grab and moved them with her. As she approached the headquarters the mercenary guards spotted her. She flew straight up and then fired the mass of cars and debris at the gathered mercenaries. She crushed a few with the first salvo, then a giant hand intercepted the flow of debris and crumpled against the compact concrete and metal that made up the giant's hand.

Ochako threw what she had left at the giant's face, it didn't do anything. It tried to swat her out of the air, but she was far too fast and small for it to hit. She touched the giant to see if she could affect it with her quick but it was dead to her like organic matter was. It wasn't being wirelessly controlled, which meant there was probably someone inside it. If she couldn't affect it, then however the person's quirk worked, it treated the construct as an extension of their body.

She zipped across its body looking for weak points but after a few minutes of fruitless searching, she gave up and just started punching it as she flew across its body. She concentrated her gravity armor around her arms and chest, giving up defensive power for sheer force. She slammed a fist into a shoulder, and the shoulder broke a little, sending fractures along with it. They weren't big, but enough of them would destabilize the entire construct.

At some point, the other mercenaries tried to help their comrade being assaulted by her, but she was too high up. She kept up the barrage, her arms burned, and her first ached with pain but she kept punching the giant all over. Then she heard a booming crack echo across the street. She looked back where she had just punched and saw with satisfaction that a huge crack had appeared. She swung back around and started concentrating her attacks along the area of the giant crack. The more punched, the more the crack spread until there was an ear-splitting noise akin to a clap of thunder, and the entire right side of the giant collapsed.

She zipped to the center of the collapsed area and sent another punch into the giant. A chunk of its interior exploded outward and she saw a super condensed ball of crushed metal. She smiled and grabbed hold of some edges sticking out of the awkwardly shaped mass. She started slowly pulling back layers of the metal. It was thin which made it easy to bend, but there were so many layers it was like peeling an onion. Eventually, though she got to the final layer, or so she guessed. She pulled one arm back and covered it in gravity, then punched through the thin metal. She heard a scream, and she pulled her arm back out slowly, then she flew backward.

It took a minute, but eventually, she saw cracks starting appearing all over its body and it started to collapse, slowly at first but it quickly picked up speed. Ochako's eyes widened as she remembered what building the monster had been standing over. She slammed her hands against its side and sent a pulse. It ran along the giant's crumbling body and she started pushing against it backward. The giant swayed, then it started to fall back away from the police headquarters.

It crashed into nearby buildings, its body shattering apart and pieces going everywhere. Ochako floated in the air, panting from the exertion it took to bring the giant down. Then she looked down and saw the small figures of the mercenaries below her, retreating into the police headquarters. She sighed and sped downward.

She had a lot of work to do.


A lone figure in a head-to-toe cloak, hood up, navigated the streets as chaos reigned all about him. People were running in random directions as heroes, mercenaries, and those would be Nomu things fought in the streets. He sneered at the pointlessness of it all. They'd be dead, or else at his feet begging for mercy soon enough.

As he turned a street corner, a figure crashed into the side of the building next to him. He looked over and saw a hero, who was clambering out of some kind of strange iron maiden-like coffin made out of coral. As he watched mildly interested in the hero's strange quirk, the coral was sucked into his back where he noticed permanent protrusions of coral ridging his spine.

The hero finally noticed him, he frowned as he set eyes upon the strange person in the cloak.

"You need to evacuate, find a shelter or secure location, and stay there." He barked, turning his attention back to the battle being waged just down the street.

He ignored the hero and clamped a hand down on one of the hero's shoulders. The hero turned, opening his mouth to say something when his figure blurred and blood started to pour out from every orifice. The figure held on for about ten seconds before finally letting go and letting the now dead hero hit the ground with a squelching noise as his bones had been shattered into dust and his organs ruptured.

He turned on and continued on his way, he passed more battles, and if anyone impeded him he killed them effortlessly. As he turned yet another corner he saw, far in the distance, cars being pulled down the street ahead of him and flying into some large humanoid creature made out of concrete with its back facing him. The cars did little but slow it down and it kept swatting the air. As the figure walked, he squinted. He thought he could see a figure darting around the hulking monstrosity. The more he tracked the small figure's movements he realized that he could see small cracks appearing across the creature's body as the hero hit the creature with enough force to crack its body.

Something stirred in his memory and he stopped moving. He clutched his head as a flashback overtook him. When it was over he shook his head and looked back up to see that the creature had been fractured, causing a large chunk of its right side to lay in a jumbled heap in the street.

He smiled, he knew who the figure was now. It was good that she was here, she was the only one who stood a chance against him. Though he wondered how she would fare without her QUEESS. He could tell from here she didn't have it, which meant it was still in storage. He thought about what to do about that. He could give it to her, it would only be fair.

"It doesn't matter, all that matters is your own power. Seize it and then nothing will be able to stop you. Remember how the heroes wronged you, remember how they betrayed you. They locked you up because you were a threat, you couldn't be controlled by their foolish doctrines and codes. You alone are free from their control. Ochako Uraraka could have been like you, but she chose to help them, to uphold the corrupt system. The only way to help her now is to end the suffering she unknowingly endures. It would be a MERCY." came the insidious voice within him.

The voice was right, she was too far gone and he needed to press on. He needed to bring this war to a close once and for all.

He needed to save the world.