Chapter 8: Election Day

"Alright, try this one." Soichi had been experiment with new coffee flavors, and he had Misora as his taste tester. She took a sip of his new 'Hazelnut Crème Delight' blend. Upon the coffee touching her taste buds, her face scrunched inward. "Bitter. Super bitter." Was the response that Misora gave. Soichi hung his head in shame.

The door to the café opened to reveal Sento. Everyone in the café turned their heads to the door. "Welcome back, dear Sento!" Owner began to say. "How was your sec-" "I refuse to take dating advice from you!" Sento quickly barked out, causing both of them to jerk back a little bit. Banjo walked in behind him. "Oh, come on man! All I'm saying is-"

"Nope! Not listening to you whatsoever!" Sento said as he entered the fridge to get to his lab. Banjo followed in after him. Owner and Misora looked at each other, not sure on what exactly they just witnessed or what to do…But they soon made up their minds as they enter the fridge after them.

"Um…What exactly is going on?" Owner asked Banjo. "He has a crush on one of our classmates and he refuses to take my advice on how to ask her out. And now he's acting like he doesn't have a crush on her to make me seem like an idiot." Banjo calmly explained. "We've only known each other for two days! Why would I ask her out after knowing her for two days?! Also, I don't need to do anything to make you seem like an idiot!" Sento barked out. "You see what I mean?" Banjo smugly asked.

"Oh, is it that Yaoyorozu girl?" Misora asked her increasingly frustrated brother. "Yeah. It is actually. How did you know that?" Banjo questioned. "He made a slip up by calling her by her first name when he was telling me about his classmates, and then he got really flustered about it afterwards." Misora said with a kind of arrogant tone of voice.

"It was a simple slip up! There was nothing to it!" Sento was quick to point out. "My kid, in love with a girl his age. I'm so proud." Owner said with a proud look in his eyes. "Why are you people so obsessed with my love life?" Sento asked as he placed his face into his hands. "Because it's kind of worrying that most of the people you hang out with are over the age of 20." Misora stated rather bluntly. Sento really couldn't find any fault with that kind of logic.

"So…What's she like?" Owner asked. Banjo was about to speak up, but Sento was the first the speak. "She's kind. She's almost as like me in intelligence. Her Quirk is one of the most amazing I've ever seen in person. She's absolutely drop dead gorgeous. She was willing to help out in battle when-"

"Wait, battle?" Misora asked. "Yeah, battle training." Banjo began to explain. "We had to go in teams of two against each other, then somebody gets named the M.V.P. of the match." Everyone raised an eyebrow at what they just heard. "So, how did you guys do?" Misora questioned. Banjo got a huge grin on his face as he made his way to Sento. "Do you really have doubts about how we did? We won, obviously." He said as he wrapped his arm around Sentos' shoulder. "Tell 'em all about."

"Oh, that's right!" Sento said as he suddenly got really excited. He then pulled out the Gorilla and Diamond fullbottles. "I found a new Best Match!" That was when Owner got really excited. "No way!" Banjo then raised an eyebrow. "A Best whatandthewho?" Sento let out an exasperated sigh. "You really don't listen to anything, don't you?"

"I do…But could me a quick refresher, just in case I forgot?" Banjo said as he scratched the back of his head. "Every fullbottle has another that goes along with it. Those pairs are called a Best Match. And the Best Matches give me very powerful forms." Sento explained as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "And apparently, something is supposed to happen when all Best Matches are found." Owner quickly added.

"And it's all thanks to this." Sento said as he held up his driver. "Yeah. We those to transform, so what?" Banjo questioned. "That's what they were originally for, but thanks to yours truly, I modified it to help hunt down the Best Matches!" Sento explained with enthusiasm in his voice. He then pulled out the Rabbit and Tank fullbottles to demonstrate.

RABBIT! TANK!

BEST MATCH!

Banjo thought about it for a second, then a devious idea popped into his head. "So, these Best Matches are a pretty big deal to you, right? Given how you reacted to it during the battle training." Sento simply shrugged his shoulders. "Isn't it obvious?" Then a huge grin appeared on Banjo's face. "If I'm able to guess some more Best Matches for ya, would you ask Yaoyorozu for her phone number tomorrow?"

Hearing that bet, Misora let out an, "EH?" Owner spat out the coffee…that he suddenly had now. Sento was about to object, but he then suddenly felt really confident in himself. "You know what? Sure! I'll take you up on that offer." He then proceeded to layout every fullbottle out on his desk. "Have at it." Banjo then began to look over every fullbottle. "Although I should warn you," Sento began to explain, "to find a Best Match requires a lot more than guessing, I normally have to consult a paradox of quantum mechanics to-"

TAKA! GATLING!

BEST MATCH!

"No way?!" Sento asked in complete and utter disbelief. "Bravo!" Owner shouted in excitement. Banjo just grinned smugly. Sento then tried to regain his composure. "Um…That was just pure luck!" Banjo then grabbed a purple and yellow fullbottle.

NINJYA! COMIC!

BEST MATCH!

"That was also pure luck." Banjo just continued on as he picked up an azure and lime green fullbottle.

KAIZOKU! DENSYA!

BEST MATCH!

"ALL RIGHT, WE GET IT!" Sento shouted, as he took the driver from Banjo's hands. "How do like that? Turns out I have a sixth sense for this kind of thing!" Banjo proudly exclaimed. Sento began to pace back and forth. "How could this have happened? There's no way that this could have happened. All the work I put in just to find the RabbitTank Best Match, and he just randomly guesses, and he finds three."

"Well, a deal's a deal. Now then, are you gonna ask Yaoyorozu for her digits?" Banjo Inquired. Everyone looked to Sento for an answer. Sento was about to speak, but then he thought about the Best Matches that Banjo found, and ideas for support weapons started to pop into his head. He walked over to one of his clear dry erase boards and began to draw up schematics. "I need an answer." Banjo insisted.

"Oh, yeah sure whatever." Sento stated, clearly to focused on his work. "TakaGatlinger...HawkGatlinger?...HawkGatlinger." He managed to mutter out. "Well, this was more excitement than I was expecting," Owner began to say as he was making his way out of the Lab. "I got to head to my part time job. There's dinner in the fridge. I'll see you all when I get back. Ciao!" He said as he finally left the lab.

(X)

More people for the cause. If there's one thing that Giran was known for, it's recruiting people. Just as long as the money was good, he's able to get you whatever you what. As he walked the streets, he was currently on the phone with a somewhat concerned party. But don't worry, Giran's could change his mind.

"So the job results in All Might's death?" The boss asked. "Yes it does. Now, I know you may be a little hesitant, but think about it. Not only is a pretty good pay day, you and your crew would be known as the guys that killed the Symbol of Peace. Think of all the respect that your little crew would get. Hopeful scoundrels will be lining up around the corner just to join your crew. Now, tell me that doesn't sound magnificent." Giran asked, as he threw his cigarette to the ground. There was a long silence over the phone, but eventually there was a response. "Yeah, we're in."

"Great! I'll send you the details! Now if you excuse me, I got some more calls to make." Giran then hung up the phone. He smirked. This was going to be a great pay day indeed. As he pulled out another cigarette, he felt like the greatest broker of all time…that was until he was suddenly pulled into an alleyway.

He was grabbed by the throat and hoisted up in the air and pushed against the wall. "Giran, I presume?" The new guy asked. He was some type of bat-like armor with a gold visor, and a very synthesized voice. "Whoa buddy, do I owe you money or something like that?" Giran joked. The guy just squeezed harder. "No, but I heard that you're recruiting criminals for something big. Me and my organization wants in."

"Look, if you wanted to be drafted, get in line like everyone else." Giran explained with a dry tone of voice. The guy started to chuckle. "Well as you can see, I'm not like everyone else. For example, these lowlifes that your hired don't care who they are working for. Me, I want to know what exactly I'm getting into. So, I want to speak to the people that organized this."

Now it was Girans' turn to laugh. "And you think by dragging me into an alleyway and choking me is going to get you what you want? Yeah, there's no way that's going to happen!" The bat guy stayed silent for a moment, then he began to choke Giran once again. "I have ways to make people doing what I want."

"No matter how much you pay me or how much you threaten me, it ain't gonna work!" Giran said seriously. The bat guy then reached behind his back for something. "Threats against you may not work…But what about threats against your mother?" He then pulled out photos, which made Girans' eyes widen. They were pictures of his mother in her apartment.

"Ayumi Okuta," He began to explain, "87 years old. Hobbies included gardening, playing shogi, and watching daytime soap operas. While she was obviously upset about being alone after your fathers' funeral, but she recently started to get back into the dating game. She enjoys your company so much that she doesn't question where exactly you get all the money to pay her rent and anything she asks you for. Am I missing any details?"

Giran remained silent, still shocked. No one knew about his personal life, he made sure of that. Whoever this guy is, he's the real deal. He was suddenly let go as he fell the ground, the pictures falling with him. "Tomorrow. Warehouse on the East side of town. The people that organized this whole thing better be there, or else you'll have to spend next Mother's Day visiting your mother's grave." Giran looked up, seeing that the bat guy was suddenly gone. He looked back to the photos. He had suddenly had a phone call to make.

(X)

The Next Day

As Sento and Banjo walked from the train station to U.A., they were discussing 'strategy'. "It's simple man, all you got to do is put on that Sento boyish charm, then she'll melt right into hands." Banjo explained. Sento let out a heavy sigh. "I can't believe I agreed to do this. I can't do this at all, is it too late to back out?"

"Yup. I don't see why you're nervous, you got me giving you advice." Banjo said with bewilderment. Sento replied with a quite a straight face. "Maybe it's because the most successful relationship you have with a woman is with your mother." Banjo got a little ticked off by that comment. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You claim to be quite a hit with the ladies, but yet you've never actually held down a relationship for more tha- What is going?" Sento inquired as they turned the corner. "Uh…" Banjo and Sento were speechless by what they were seeing. A whole crowd of reporters were crowding around the gates. Both boys turned to each other, and they knew what they had to do. They had to brave the storm. The began to walk through the crowd of reporters while they were asking questions.

"What's it like having All Might as a teacher?"

"Can you tell us anything about the hero course now that he's teaching?"

"How do you think he's doing as a teacher?"

They managed to ignore all of them, except when one of them managed to make herself know. "Excuse me! Sawa Takigawa with Juzo News. Can you give any insight to how well All Might is handling himself as a teacher? The world is dying to know!" Both boys looked at each other, and Sento made the executive decision to answer her question. "It's clear that this is a new experience for him. But once he gets the hang of it, there's no doubt he'll be a great teacher!" Sawa mouthed a thank you before signaling that they should go before it gets worse.

Once they got on the grounds, they had to stop to catch their breath. "Geez…Talk about a pack of vultures!" Banjo exclaimed. "Well, you know they say. Journalism is one of the most competitive jobs out there. Even more than being a pro hero." Sento explained while trying to catch his breath. "Yeah…Now then. You need me to give you a bunch of pick up lines? I found they usually work." Banjo once again trying to advise Sento on his love life.

Both students were about to enter the building, when a high-pitched voice called out to them. "Wait up!" Both of them turned to see Izuku running up to them. "Hey Midoriya! How did you manage to sneak by the reporters." Banjo inquired. "Oh! I-I said t-that I had to see the nurse!" Midoriya tried to explain calmly, but it was plain to see that he was clearly shaken up by the experience.

"Speaking of nurses, how's your arm?" Sento asked. "Oh! It's whole lot better than yesterday." Izuku said as he held his arm out, showing that it had no bandages whatsoever. "That's great! Let's just hope that you don't get injuries like that again." Banjo exclaimed while wrapping his arm around Izuku's shoulder. "You sure like to do that to everyone." Sento said rather flatly. "It's a sign of respect in my own language." Banjo explained calmly. "Now then, I'll run ahead to hype everyone up. Don't worry, your wingman has got this." Banjo then ran off leaving Izuku confused. "W-…What was that all about?"

"You…don't want to know." Sento muttered out as the two walked the hallways to get to class. "You ever notice that you and All Might have very similar Quirks?" Hearing that, Izuku briefly freaked out. "W-W-What m-makes y-y-you s-say t-that?" Sento shrugged his shoulders, clearly not seeing Izuku's meltdown. "Just kind of an observation I noticed when I was watching some old videos of All Might. Nothing really to write home about, it's just that your Quirk and his seem to be very close to them being the very same, but with some minor differences. Maybe you get some after school training from him."

"Y-Yeah. I-It's worth a shot." Izuku said as they continued to walk the halls.

(X)

Across the street from U.A. high, a rather thin and pale man stared at the school. Seeing it filled him with hatred that he felt for only one person. They declared him the Symbol of Peace, but he knew the truth.

Hero society was the greatest lie that was every told. And he was the greatest of those frauds. He shouldn't let these emotions run his actions. He had a mission to do. Now he just had to find a way in.

He looked to the crowd of reporters, and how the gates of U.A. suddenly closed up when one of them tried to step on the grounds. He then smiled.

'A perfect distraction.' Shigaraki thought to himself. Now he just needs to wait for the perfect opportunity.

(X)

"Alright people, in your seats now." Aizawa said as he entered the room. Everyone did as they were told. "Good response time. Let's get this thing done already." He reached down and pulled out some papers. "I looked over your grades and evaluations from yesterday's training. Good work from all of you. Bakugo."

The blond perked up hearing his name. "Grow up and stop acting like a child. You're talented. Just because you loss twice doesn't mean it's the end of the world. View it as experience for the real world." Bakugo just let out a frustrated sigh. "Yeah, whatever…"

"And surprise, surprise. Midoriya ended up with another broken arm." Izuku perked up, clearly embarrassed. "Get your Quirk under control, we can't keep having you be broken after every exercise. Trying ain't gonna cut it anymore. You clearly have the potential to overcome this with training and hard work. Show some urgency and get to work on it. You can do it." "Right!" Izuku replied with a rather bright tone.

"Banjo and Kirishima were the pinnacle of teamwork. They stuck together and were able to help each other out when things got rough. Not bad." Banjo and Kirishima started to holler in their seats. "Quiet." Aizawa muttered out. He quickly shut that shit down. "Kiryu and Yaoyorozu. You two had each other's back when the situation called for it. Pretty decent. The only advice that I have to give is that next time Kiryu, try not to cause as much damage next time you do that drop kick technique." Sento rubbed the back of his head in discomfort. "Sorry." He muttered out.

"Now then. To move on to more important things. What we are about to do right now determines the fate of this class." Everyone held their breath for what their teacher was about to say. Would they have to endure another Quirk test? Or would they have to undergo another exercise that may or may not result in possible expulsion? "You all need to elect a Class Representative." He answered.

There was a massive sigh of relief from the entire class…Only to be followed by a barrage of shouting from hopeful representatives. "Let me do it!" Kirishima shouted. "I want to be the Class whatever!" Mina exclaimed while standing up. "I'm the most fashionable, so that automatically makes me the most qualified." Aoyama said while twinkling. "If I'm elected, I'll make sure the girls wear shorter skirts!" Mineta screeched. That caused everyone to stop and look at him with a combination of looks raging from confusion to disgust. "What?" He questioned.

"Everyone! I have an idea!" Tenya bellowed, causing everyone to look at him with confusion. "The duty of Class Representative is a great responsibility to bear, but ambition is not the same as value or capability! The position of Class Representative in question must require the trust as well as the respect of all of those in this classroom. Therefore, the only logical objective to find our Class Representative must be through a democratic election, so must leave it to a vote!"

"Um…Are you sure that's gonna work?" Kaminari questioned with raised eyebrows. "Yeah, we've only known each other for a few days, how are we going to know who to trust?" Tsuyu inquired. "Plus, wouldn't everyone just vote for themselves?" Kirishima added to the conversation. Luckily, Tenya already had an explanation ready. "Which is why anyone who manages to acquire multiple votes to their name will be best suited for the job! Mr. Aizawa, is this way of voting alright by you?"

Everyone turned to see that Aizawa was already halfway in his sleeping bag. "Yeah, sure. Just make sure you're done by the time I done with my nap." And with that, he plopped down into a corner and fell asleep. "Everyone take a piece and put down who you are voting for, and then passed it forward! I will tally the votes and list all of the nominees on the board!"

As Sento thought about who he deemed best to be Class Representative, to him, there was only person that he truly believed to be worthy of the title. He smiled as he put Izuku's name on the paper. Mina glanced over to Sento and Momo, and smirk appeared on her face as she placed down the name. She just hoped her plan to have them fall in love would work.

"All right! The votes are in!" Everyone turned to the chalkboard and were shocked to see the results.

Izuku Midoriya: 4

Momo Yaoyorozu: 3

Sento Kiryu: 2

"I got votes?" Both Izuku and Sento said aloud. "I didn't get any votes?" Tenya questioned himself. "Alright you idiots!" Bakugo screamed as he jumped from his desk in a blind rage. "Who the fuck voted for them?!" Sero replied with a cocky smirk. "What did you think, that anyone was going to vote for you?" Bakugo then turned to look at the boy with rage that couldn't be compared to anything else. "Um…I-I'm just going to keep my mouth shut."

"Yeah, it's like we were going to vote for a clown anyway." Everyone was shocked to hear Banjos' sudden burst of confidence. "What did you just say, Lizard Boy?" Bakugo questioned, with anger in his voice. "Oh, my mistake! You're not a clown." Banjo quickly retracted his statement. Bakugo just smirked in response. "Yeah that's what I-"

"You're the entire goddamn circus." Banjo finished his thought with a massive shit eating grin. "Oh, you wanna go, Lizard Boy?" Bakugo shouted. "Bring it on Motherfucker!" Banjo shouted back, while being hold back by Mina. "Let's take this outside! See how you-" That's when Aizawa woke up. "ENOUGH!" He bellowed with his hair floating and eyes active. The two quickly simmered down. "This is a hero school. Not a kindergarten. More outbursts like that, you'll receive disciplinary action. That understood?" The grumbled in response.

"I'll take that as a yes. Now then, Midoriya is the Class Rep, and Yaoyorozu is Deputy Class Rep. Now stand up here and be praised by your peers or whatever." As Izuku and Momo stood in front of the class, it was clear to see that Izuku was shaken up by the whole ordeal. "I-I d-didn't e-expect t-this." Tsuyu offered up some words of encouragement. "Come on Midoriya, you can do it. "

"Yeah, you can be fired up when you really want to be! He's a guy I wouldn't mind being Class Rep. Plus, Yaoyorozu was cool when we were going over the battle results! They're pretty well suited for the job!" Kirishima stated, getting everyone riled. The two students let out smirks hearing the praise. It was affecting Izuku a little more. "T-Thanks guys! I can do this!"

(X)

Lunch Time

"I can't do this!" Izuku stated as he was eating lunch with his usual group. "Are you still going about being Class Rep?" Banjo questioned the panic greenette. "Well, when you're suddenly thrown into a spot position you really didn't ask for, then you will know how I'm currently feeling."

"It'll be fine." Tenya began to explain. "Your courage and judgment at critical moments make you worth following. Out of all of us, you're one of the only ones who has shown that they have a heroic spirit. Second only to Kiryu." "Thank you." Sento responded to Tenyas' comment. Tenya continued on with his explanation. "Anyways, that's why I voted for you."

"It was you?" Izuku asked in awe. "I did too." Ochaco stated. "Same goes for me." Sento spoke up. "You all voted for me!?" Izuku said in shock as his eyes grew big. "Sorry, but I didn't." Banjo said, which caused everyone to turn in confusion. "Sorry Midoriya, but I got to stay loyal to my guy. It's one of the most important rules of the bro code."

"So that rules out one vote for me, but I wonder who the other vote was?" Sento pondered aloud, secretly wishing that he got more votes. "Wasn't me." Mina suddenly said, causing everyone to be shocked by her sudden appearance. "When did you get here?" Banjo asked. "Like two minutes. Kirishima's also here."

"Sup." The red-haired boy spoke up, once again causing every to be surprised by his appearance as well. "How the hell did we not hear you guys sneak up on us?" Sento questioned the two new members of their lunch table. "You guys were too busy in conversation to notice us, so we decided to sit down with you guys. We figured you wouldn't mind." Kirishima stated. "Not at all. It's nice to have some new people being with us." Ochaco stated rather cheery.

"So, you didn't vote for me?" Sento questioned Mina. "Nope. I voted for Momo." She then motioned him to lean forward, which he obliged. She then leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I overheard you and Banjo talking about how you like Momo, so I voted for her because I thought that you would have been a shoe in for the Class Rep, then you two would have fallen in love. Don't worry, we'll find another chance. Your wingwoman has got your back."

Sento leaned away with a giant blush on his face. Banjo took notice of this. "Uh…What did she-" "Nothing!" Sento quickly blurted out, causing everyone to recoil in response. Ochaco sought to change the subject. "Say Iida, why didn't you want to be Class Rep?" "Yeah, I mean you got the glasses and everything. You would have been perfect for that role." Banjo bluntly stated outright.

"Wanting to do it and being suitable for the role is a completely different matter. I merely did what I thought what I believed to be the right thing to do." Tenya explained as he took a sip of orange juice. Izuku noticed something about his explanation. "Merely? You don't usually use that word." Tenya looked suddenly nervous. "Uh…I tried to change the way I talk because I usually got called 'Rich Boy' due to the way I talked."

"You're a rich boy, Iida?" Ochaco asked with a hint of curiosity and excitement. Everyone looked to him for an answer. "Yes, my family have been heroes for generations. I'm the second son." "What? No way, who is it?" Kirishima asked in excitement. "Are you familiar with the Turbo Hero, Ingenium?" Tenya inquired. Hearing that name, Izuku and Sentos' eyes lit up.

"Of course! He's a really popular hero who has 65 sidekicks working at his agency!" Izuku stated as he was in fanboy mode. "He just so happens to be my older brother." Tenya said with pride. "Why didn't I see it earlier? The Quirk, the costume, the sense of justice, it all makes sense now!" Sento stated with some type of panic in his voice.

Just as Tenya was about to explain more about the Ingenium legacy, an alarm started to go off. "THERE HAS BEEN A LEVEL 3 SECURITY BREACH. ALL STUDENTS PLEASE EVACUATE OUTDOORS PROMPTLY." Everyone in the lunchroom started to freak out and rush for the doors. "Excuse me, what's a Level 3 security Breach?" Tenya asked a passing upperclassman with blond hair and blue eyes. "Oh, it means that someone is trespassing on school grounds. I haven't seen anything quite like this in the three years I've been here."

"How horrible!" Ochaco stated. "I know? Isn't it great!" The blond responded with an unusual joke, which confused everyone. "Wow. Tough crowd. Look, you guys should hurry. I should find Tamaki before he gets even more scared." And with that, he ran off. The group quickly followed his example as they made their way to the doors.

The hallways were crowded with students that it made it difficult to navigate. Everyone was squished up together and there was barely any breathing room. Sento was squished up near the windows, where he was able to get a look at what was happening outside to cause the panic. He saw the crowd of reporters that were once outside the gates, now suddenly inside the gates.

"Sento! Help!" Sento turned to see Ochaco almost on the verge of being crushed. "Move people! Move!" He stated as he pushed his way through the crowd, eventually causing Ochaco to have a little bit more space than what she originally had. "Thank you. What's going on?" She questioned. "It's the crowd of journalists from the outside! Somehow, they managed to find a way inside! We need to tell everyone!"

"How are we going to do that?" Ochaco questioned. Sento looked around and saw enough space on the exit sign to hold up a human. "Think you could float me up there?" He asked while pointing out the space. "I can try!" Ochaco stated as she placed her hand on his chest. Within seconds, the boy started to float. He would be geeking out about the situation, but he had more pressing issues at hand.

He eventually made his way onto the ledge, struggling to hang on for enough time to get his message out. "Excuse me everyone!" Most of the students stopped to look at him. "I looked out the window! It's not a villain attack! It's just a bunch of reporters just trying to get a quote from All Might! There's no need to panic! Please exit in an orderly fashion!"

Hearing that, the crowd calmed down and began to exit more calmly. "Way to go, Sento!" Mina yelled out as the group he was with gathered underneath where he was. "Yeah, you were able to manage to calm everyone down! That was super manly!" Kirishima shouted. "Thanks for saving us from being crushed." Kaminari yelled up. "Thanks and you're welcome! But we now have a new problem." Sento stated as he still hung on to the ledge. "And what's that?" Banjo questioned. "I don't know how to get down. Someone please get a teacher." Sento pleaded.

(X)

After the craziness that occurred during lunch time it was time to for Izuku and Momo for decide who the rest of the class officers should be. But before they do that, Izuku had to do something very important. "Um…E-Excuse me everyone." All of the class turned their attention to Izuku. "Uh, I thought hard and long about this, and I believe I should give my position to Sento."

"What?" Sento questioned. "What?" Momo questioned. "What?" The entire class questioned. "L-Let me explain." Izuku quickly blurted out. "During the panic, I mainly focused on the well-being of my friends and I, instead of the well-being of the whole student populace. But, Sento was able to calm down the crowd and was able to keep calm during the situation. He succeeded where I failed, which is why he deserve the position more than me."

Hearing that statement, everyone started to agree with Izuku's decision, save for one. "Mr. Aizawa, is that even acceptable?" Sento questioned. "Do whatever you want. Just hurry up." He said while still in his sleeping bag. Feeling like the pressure was on him, Sento quickly rushed to the front to where Izuku and Momo were. "Are you sure about this?" Sento whispered to Izuku. "I'm sure." Izuku whispered back as he gave a reassuring smile.

"Well, if that's the case then I promise that I'll do my best!" Sento exclaimed as he gave the class a double thumbs up. Momo smirked at Sentos' excitement. She then handed a slip of paper to him while everyone was distracted. He was a little shocked to see what was written on it. 'Class Rep work and Study Group related only' along with a phone number. He looked at her, and she continued to smirk, to which he returned with his own smile. 'Looks my vote didn't go to waste.' She thought to herself.

(X)

The last reporter was escorted off campus, luckily, she agreed to go quietly. She apparently was one of the few that refused to set foot on the school grounds when the barricade was, for lack a better term, destroyed. Looking over what remained of the barrier, Power Loader started to become concerned by what he was looking at. "Completely disintegrated. You think a member of the media did this?"

Midnight was the first to speak up. "Who knows? They were dying for a chance to get a quote from All Might, so they could have decided to take matters into their own hands." Nezu then said something that everyone feared to say. "There's a chance that this could have been a villain." Hearing that, everyone's' mind to start to race over that thought. In the years of being around, U.A. had never been attacked, even when the hero system started out. It was basically suicide to try to attack a hero school.

"Why now? Why do this when the press was right there?" Thirteen asked. "Perhaps to provide a distraction for an infiltration. Look over everything, make sure nothing seems out of order." Nezu theorized. The facility members that were there began to walk away to make sure that there was nothing added or missing.

"…Or perhaps this was a declaration of war." Nezu muttered to himself as he looked over the once great barrier.

(X)

East Side

As the warp gate opened, Shigaraki cautiously entered. Giran contacted them earlier that day, sounding really worried while he told them about some guy that threatened him. Normally, he wasn't shaken up by anything, but this…This was something completely different. Stepping out on the other side, he began his speech. "Greetings gentlemen. Now, who's in cha-" He stopped himself as soon he saw what was happening.

A bunch of scientists were performing experiments on a person in a tank surrounded by green liquid. A gas started to fill the tank he was in, causing him to yell out in pain as he began to change. Once the process was done, what once was a man was now a monster that looked somewhat similar to octopus. Shigaraki and Kurogiri was shocked at what they just witnessed. They thought that Kyudai was the only one that had access to kind of technology.

"The things you're able to get by threating a man's' family. " A new voice called out. Shigaraki and Kurogiri turned to the new party, who was covered in shadows. "We call them Smashes. The pride and joy of our efforts. I figured you would have liked a demonstration of what me and my organization could bring to table." The man then stepped into the light, revealing that he was a middle-aged man with a goatee. He gave off government official vibes to Shigaraki, which was confirmed when Kurogiri spoke up. "Gentoku Himuro, son of Prime Minister, Taizin Himuro?"

Hearing the man's connection to government, Shigarakis' mind rushed to only one as to why the son of the Prime Minister would be right in front of them. "Kurogiri, wrap us out of here! It's a sting operation!" Kurogiri was about to move, but then they were suddenly surrounded by men with guns. "Trust me gentlemen, if I wanted you arrested, you would have been in cuffs the moment you stepped foot in here." Gentoku calmly explained. "Now, would hear me out?" Looking around at their current situation, Shigaraki knew there was only one way out alive. "…Go ahead."

Gentoku then strolled up to one of the men. "Like them? They're prototypes for a new kind of police force that my father agreed to last year. He calls them 'Guardians', they're supposed to reduce the risk of human casualties. At least, that's what my father says. To me, it just means they're cheap to make, and can also be repaired, unlike human beings."

"Yeah, super impressive." Shigaraki stated in a very sarcastic tone voice of voice. "But can we get to why we're here?" Gentoku let out a very short sigh. "Straight to the point, I like that." He replied with a slight smirk. "My organization, Faust, has plans for-" "Seriously, that's the name of secret, shadowy society?" Shigaraki asked in a dull tone of voice. Gentoku seemed rather annoyed at the question. "It's based on a German folktale about a scientist that made a deal with the Devil. Happy with that justification? Can I continue my monologue?" Shigaraki stayed quiet.

"As I was saying, my organization has plans for the future. Why desire something very important to us, and All Might is one of the only ones that is has a possibility to stop us from achieving our goals. With him off the board, we wouldn't have to have to worry about someone like him stopping us anytime soon. You want him dead; I want him dead, it's really a win-win situation here for us. But I do have some demands before we begin our partnership."

"Oh, and they are?" Shigaraki asked, with a hint of joy in his voice. "That being, we're not pawns in your attack. We're equal partners. We lead the charge together. Do that, and we'll provide not only the Guardians, but the Smashes as well." After a few seconds of silence, Kurogiri pulled Shigaraki aside to talk. "What exactly are you thinking? Do we bring them in?"

"From what I've seen, it's a very similar operation to ours. Almost too similar."

"You know what they say, great minds think alike. Plus with those 'Smashes', they could really turn the tide of battle along with our secret weapon." Shigaraki said with a terrifying delight.

"We'll have to run this by master."

"He'll love these guys." Shigaraki stated as he turned to face Gentoku. "Alrighty, we have a deal. So, where's this bat guy that my associate Giran talked about so much?" Gentoku began to chuckle after hearing that statement. "That's the best part," Gentoku stated as he pulled out a weird looking gun and funky looking bottle, "you're looking at him." He then inserted the bottle into the gun.

BAT!

Once the bottle was inserted, Gentokus' eyes began to glow a dull teal color as he stared at Shigaraki. That was Shigaraki felt himself break into a cold sweat. The only thing he could compare it to when his father would get angry and cause terror around the household. Even when comparing it to that, this was a whole lot worse. After what felt like an eternity, Gentoku finally spoke.

"Jouketsu." He stated as he pulled the trigger.

MISTMATCH!

The gun then fired off a thick smoke, which began to cover Gentoku.

BAT!

BA-BAT!

As the announcement rang out, a pair of golden bats were Gentoku's eyes and chest were suddenly began to shine.

FIRE!

The steam began to disperse as what looked like fireworks began to shoot out of pipes that were attached to his armor. Shigaraki and Kurogiri were shocked to see what was once the son of the Prime Minister was now replaced by a man in bat like armor with pipes shooting every which direction. He then pressed something on his throat and began to speak in a synthesized voice.

"Now that we got that out of the way, shall I provide you gentlemen with a tour of our facility?" Shigaraki then grinned, trying to forget about the feeling he just felt. "Lead the way, Mr. Himuro." Gentoku let out a soft chuckle. "Please, Mr. Himuro is my father. Call me…Night Rogue." And with that he began to lead the representatives of the League of Villains through his facility.

…

What they failed to notice was that they were being watched from a walkway above them. The man was clad in a similar armor to Night Rogue, save for the fact that it was a crimson red with a teal cobra symbol on his chest. He watched with interest. He honestly expected more than a shaggy looking kid with looked like a hand fetish and vape cloud. But yet, they could be of some use. As Blood Stalk began to let out a hearty laugh, he knew an undeniable truth.

"This is about to get interesting."

I...was able to get this chapter out a whole lot more faster that I expected. So...

Next time on Hero of Love & Peace: A field trip to the U.S.J. gets interrupted by unwanted guests. As Aizawa fights for his life, the students must fight for theirs as well. And a member of Faust makes themselves known to Sento Kiryu.