Chiyo Shuzenji looked at the new portal that had formed in the room and mentally sighed as another student was heaved through, one with 6 webbed arms. He too was unconscious, like most of the others that had come through in the past hour. She shook her head. They needed to understand the difference in ability. There were very few who could stand up to them.

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Tenya lay in wait for one of the other students to pass by. He was not prepared for a little giggle and brush against his shoulder as he stood in shadow between two buildings, ready to run out if he saw anyone. He leapt around to see a pretty girl with cascading silver-white hair watching him with a cheerful little smile on her face.

While he would certainly reprimand himself for it later, Tenya immediately made to deliver a propelled kick to his newfound opponent. All she could do was watch it come, too slow to react.

Or so it seemed.

Where he was supposed to make contact, the kick just phased through her like a ghost. Or perhaps, like Togata-senpai. Did she have the same quirk?

Tenya knew there was nothing he could reasonably do if she could make herself intangible, so he began to run at full speed.

"Hi! You seem pretty full of energy, huh?" she said. Tenya's head whipped around to see her seemingly cruising along on thin air on her back beside him and tripped over. She shot forward before halting to come back to him, looking concerned.

"You okay?" she asked. Tenya nodded and wiped away the blood from his nose.

"Thank you for your concern!" he said, standing stiffly, and bowed forward with immense speed.

"Oh," she said, waving it away, "no problem. That's what you're supposed to do as a hero, isn't it?"

Tenya nodded and, while her guard was down, spun with his leg out, successfully sending her crashing into the window of a nearby building before she could turn intangible again.

The girl got up carefully.

"Ow," she said, rotating her limbs to ease out the pain that comes with smashing through glass. Tenya spotted a little bit of blood, a few cuts on her unprotected face. She put her hand to her cheek, feeling for something, then grabbed and pulled a sliver of glass out. Tenya winced. That looked severely painful.

She looked back at him. "Okay then, let's take this faster."

And then Tenya was not in control anymore.

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Denki had, to be quite honest, no idea what he was doing. Standing in the middle of the road waiting for an attacker was not a good strategy at the best of times, but damn it, he was doing just that.

It had, up until now, been largely unsuccessful, since he hadn't seen anyone, not even from his own class. He'd been passing the time, bored, by shooting off random charges of electricity and trying to form some sort of shape with them, and checking his phone from time to time to check how the scandal on one particular YouTuber was going.

Twitter was catching fire, to say the least.

A noise like scraping plastic made him look up to see Iida using his quirk and… falling over? Then laughing as he got up.

That… was not Iida-like at all.

Denki quietly put his phone away and scurried into a nearby alley to watch from a distance. Iida seemed to be talking to himself, and although he was too far away to make out what he was saying, Denki knew that Iida was not the sort of person to talk to himself.

Was it a quirk? Midobro would be better suited to this, but Denki thought it must be a quirk. Maybe it made him act stupid, the way his did after an overload. Something like that.

However it happened, he should probably stay away from Iida. Denki didn't know what he would have to deal with, so it was probably best to just avoid the problem and leave it to someone else.

He snuck low and crouched behind a dumpster, and waited, legs cramping and sweating under the heat of darkness until Iida was gone.

=0=

Mina had lucked out so far, managing to find a place on a roof. Unless they could fly, those 1-S guys weren't going to find her.

Of course, right as she took the luxury to think about that, someone flew the fuck into the sky, hovering still against the blue.

'This isn't one of those stupid comics!' she screamed in her head. She quickly lay down on the ground so the low wall on the roof would hide her. A hand went over her head, and another to the side, and began to drip with acid. A little safety measure didn't hurt, right?

Ayatsuru flung himself into the ground so he skidded to a stop right beside her, hands crackling with silver-blue lightning, intense eyes staring right at her. The small, easy smile he wore couldn't hide the pure focus with which he concentrated on her.

Of course, Mina had to shriek in panic and lob a ball of her purest acid right at the hot boy (he was gorgeous, you couldn't deny it).

He dodged to the side as it splattered against the greyish tiles and began to eat through, hissing and steaming. He looked back up at her from the slowly dissolving concrete, and now something was different.

It was the air, she realized when her ears popped. The pressure had changed. The wind had stopped. Everything held its breath to see what he would do next.

There was a yell of rage and a flash of heated power as the floor erupted upwards, clouds of fire lingering over the scene. Some part of the ashen fog led into the sky, and Bakugo dropped down, a hungry, crazy grin on his face as he regarded Ayatsuru from the air, held in place by small explosions from his palms.

"S ass bastards, I'll beat you all to hell!" he proclaimed, and finally touched down on the ground, but his hands didn't stop sparking.

Ayatsuru glanced to the side, looking at something else, somewhere else, and Bakugo took advantage of the momentary distraction to blaze his way to him in an instant, right hand swinging around in a wide arc.

A flash of lightning in a clear blue sky, that lit everything around in stark white. That was all it took for Bakugo's focus to flicker, for Ayatsuru to draw the charge from the distant electricity, to form it around his hand and throw a bolt of lightning at them both.

It should have hurt like hell, but it fizzled out at the last second, and as Mina was blinking the brilliant light away from her eyes and Bakugo was lunging blindly with explosions in his hand, Ayatsuru stepped around him with a hand held over his shoulder, and fired.

A shockwave thundered into Bakugo and slammed him into the ground with huge force. Ayatsuru turned his passive stare onto Mina, and those golden eyes locked onto her like guided missiles.

"How you doing?" he said smoothly. Mina stared at him in confusion. He snapped his fingers and then Mina woke up in the nurse's office.

"Huh?"