Peter Parker's very short time in Japan, in this messed up parallel reality, was rather uneventful all things considered. He was accepted into a school he didn't know about, that trained heroes. He got a teacher interested in him in more than one way. He bought an ensemble of clothes for his time here. Then a 'New York' happened in Downtown Hosu City and two bugs came out. He got his Provisional License taken away and by proxy anyway to use his powers to even get within twenty yards of the stone in Hosu without being arrested. Also he forgot his clothes on the side of a building and had to nab them back.

He was clocked out from the evening onward. And that bled into the late morning at about 9:00 A.M. Only then did he actually get up. And when he did he noticed something. The door was open, not by much by a little bit.

The young man slowly sat himself up as he stared at the door, expecting something to come through. But nothing. Just the sudden clang and crash of pans and pots.

Peter wasted no time jumping out of bed onto his feet, running towards the door and pulling it open swiftly, before sliding out into the apartment's hallway. "Mei!" he shouted through the apartment before running for the room of comotion. Jumping onto the side of the wall and then propelling himself through the livingroom he clung to the other side.

Peter dropped back onto the floor, running through the doorframe to the apartment's kitchen.

And there his host was, sitting on the floor with her legs spread apart. The reason being that between them was spilled clear and yellow liquid, poured out a small pot, which used to be on top of a burning stove.

"Mei, are you alright?" Peter asked as he looked down at the inventor, who turned towards him with a wide grin.

"I'm okay!" She spoke confidently, while gritting her teeth as she raised her right arm to give a thumbs up. She was completely oblivious to the fact her skin was steaming from the liquid of the stove getting onto her forearm.

Safe to say, Peter's reaction to her steaming flesh was not a calm one. He walked through the doorframe to the kitchen, before kneeling beside her and wrapping his right arm around her torso. He picked her up with ease, like picking up groceries, and leading her arcoss the small kitchen to the sink full of dirtied plates seemed to be left weeks in advance.

He turned a blue knob at the wall just above the sink, causing the sink nozzle to spew out its cold liquid at a high pressure.

"Okay, give me your arm.." Peter demanded in his usual gentle tone. She looked up at him, and the moment he saw her face he noticed something.

"I-I'm fine, Peter I promise!" she declared, wearing her usual grin. Nothing truly genuine. "I promise everything's alright!"

To that Peter frowned down at her, raising a brow. "Mei...Please?..."

After several seconds of silence, the young inventor gave in, gave the exchange student her arm, and held it under the running nozzle.

Mei did wince at first, but after a while she calmed down, and laid her head against Peter's chest.

A few minutes later her exchange student dug through the refrigerator right next to her on top of the counter next to the sink. There wasn't much in the fridge, very little food or anything, but he was able to find an ice pack inside. Then he webbed it up around her burnt area. While he did so he could feel Mei's eyes on him.

"Alright..." Peter looked up at her, smiling softly before getting up. "That'll dissolve in a few hours. But by then you should fine, alright?"

"Okay!" She gave a thumbs up with her wide grin returning. Soon she lowered her hand and tilted her head. Her eyes soon focusing on the American boy's carbon wrist gauntlets.

"Now, lets get started." He started as he lifted his hand with his palm out, laid out right in front of her as he looked at her. She wasted no time taking it, and pulling it closer to examine, incidentally tugging the owner of that arm forward by accident.

Peter did stop himself from landing on top of her, pinning his free hand against the counter she sat on while his face ended up inches from hers. She was completely oblivious to this, of course.

"What's this fluid anyway?" She asked as she stared at his wrist gauntlet, her fingers running along it slowly while ahe looked over it. "It's thin and squishy, but I checked the extra clips on your suit. Its tensile strength is spectacular! I could barely get out of it!" she looked up at the young man, her eyes closed obliviously. "I wanted to ask yesterday but I ended up bonking out on the sofa so I couldn't-" at that moment she opened her eyes, and immediately stopped herself.

Peter's face was red. As red as it was the first timr they were this close. Redder than the ripest tomato in the world. And she was completely oblivious as to why. Though, she had to admit, seeing him with such a red face, made him even cuter than before, in her opinion.

After a moment of silence, as she looked into his eyes with a genuine smile, she continued just the same as before, if not a little brighter. "So, who made the formula?"

"Uh..." Peter gulped as he stared. "I did, actually...It has the fluidity of milk when it's compressed but the strength to hold chunks of buildings!...At least, as far as I know..."

Immediately Mei's grin came right back. She leaned in even closer, to which her guest tried to pull away. Unfortunately he wasn't able to. His free hand was stuck to the counter.

"Show me how you make it!" She demanded, her tone filled with lust for such knowledge. Mostly as a way to help her create something more unique. "Think about it! We can make several babies together with that fluid! Don't ya think?"

She didn't really get an answer, because Peter jerked his head back almost comedically in utter embarrassment and fear at the thought of what she was assuming.


The light of a TV filled the dark empty bar, with the volume of it drowning out the intense sound of nails tapping against hardwood.

The owner of those fingers was a young man in a black long sleeve shirt and jeans. On his pale face, a gloved white hand covering it up.

Tomura Shigaraki, a young, broken man with a power just as warped as himself. Decay, allows for him to turn anything he touches with all five fingers to dust.

The TV above him showed the News of yesterday in Downtown Hosu City. With the recording of the female hero labelled 'The Wasp' being taken away into a Swat truck while her partner was taken away on a stretcher.

"Unbelievable..." Tomura groaned as he looked up at the TV, narrowing his eyes.

"American heroes falling out of the sky. I say, it is something new." The bartender spoke.

Kurogiri, yet another simple man, warped by his Quirk from the outside, making him nothing more than mist in clothes. With the Power 'Warp Gate' he can create a gateway from one place or another for him and anyone else to walk through.

Shigaraki groaned as he looked down, raising his hand to his neck and scratching away with his fingers "I hate it...I hate it! Like there wasn't enough already!"

"Tomura!" Kurogiri squinted his glowing yellow eyes. "Calm down, you'll hurt yourself."

To that the blue haired man looked over towards the mist of darkness, glaring at him with his piercing red eyes.

He wasn't in any way phased, crossing pieces of mist that were his arms as he stared. In just a few moments Shigaraki inched his hand away from his neck before slowly lowering it.

"It's okay." Kurogiri looked up at the screen. "Whatever is going on is no issue to us."

Hearing that the young man groaned once more. "For the moment...They give the same vibe that purple guy did...Yeah, they'll be more of a problem then we think..."

"Shigaraki, you've grown, haven't you?" They heard, and both turned around. Behind them was a flatscreen TV, turned on but with a black screen. The only thing on it was 'Audio Only'. "It's not like you to think like that. I suppose your last two failures really have humbled you quite a bit."

Tomura stood silent at that as he stared at the monitor. Then, slowly he got out of his seat to fully face it. Hunched over he spoke, while raising his arms some. "I don't intend to let my next move be foiled by them, Master! I promise, I...I'll make you proud..."

Kurogiri narrowed his eyes at that, but stood silent and looked away. All the while the disembodied voice replied. "Oh, Shigaraki...I'm proud of you already. But I will not tolerate another failure."

The young man lowered his head at that, as he spoke quietly. "I understand..."


The day had arrived. Finally, the first day of school at U.A. He was indeed skeptical on the manner, but he was too far gone at this point to refuse it.

Him and Mei left for school at the same time, both having gotten dressed in their school uniforms, and Mei looking functional, but not as sophisticated as it should look. Her jacket was open, only one side of her shirt was tucked into her skirt, and her tie wasn't properly done. Peter looked better, since his tie was actually done properly. However his jacket was also opened, and his dress shirt wasn't at all tucked in. As well he was wearing red and white running shoes instead of regular dress shoes. Mei insisted Peter brought his busted suit to work on, which he accepted. He probably would need it later in case something happened.

They took the train there, which wasn't at all as crowded as what he thought it would be. Overall the ride there wasn't all that bad. Nothing of any danger that came his way. But there was a lot of staring the whole time. And it wasn't from Mei. It made complete sense that everyone was looking at him. He was unmasked on live TV just two days ago at the Downtown Hosu incident.

He finally made it there, along with a crowd of students, varying from big, small and average, to a normalish complexion, to being pitch black or red, or pink even. It really threw him off a little. But not as much as it would've if he hadn't already gone to space and fought a muscular purple grape.

Everyone he and Mei were coming across gave him a look. For three reasons. He fell from the sky and landed in the courtyard with life threatening injuries, appeared at the time of the incident and was arrested, and he was with Mei 'The Physco'.

The first one to come to them was, of course, their teacher, the R-Rated Hero Midnight, wearing her usual teacher attire with her hair tucked into a ponytail.

"Mister Parker! Miss Hatsume." She greeted them as they walked by, to which she followed beside them. "I trust you two are getting along?"

"Yes ma'am!" Mei replied with a grin. "Yesterday he gave me a lot of fluid for the babies we're gonna make together!" She looked over at Peter, as both of them saw he cheeks light up red immediately. He was quick to justify what she meant.

"S-She's talking about the fluids in my webshooters!" He stuttered, waving his hands in denial of the thought he knew she was thiinking of. "We're making gadgets together! T-That's all, promise!"

All he got as a response was a small laugh from the teacher as she turned her head away some and covered her mouth.

"It's okay, I believe you." She spoke dismissively as she waved her hand a bit. "I'll show you to your class, okay?" she asked as she looked down at her new student, who nodded. "They're going to love you!"


The whole of Class 1-A had arrived to their homeroom. All twenty of them, minus one, their class representative, were seated in their designated seats. All of them noticed however, two additional seats in the back, behind where Shoto Todoroki and Ridiko Sato sat. Most of them were confused as to why there were two additional seats, and some began spreading rumors about it. Bakugo didn't care in the slightest.

"I'm tellin' ya, it was Spider-Man!" Mina stated as she leaned over from her seat towards her blonde classmate, who had a black lightning bolt on the side of his hair.

This was Denki Kaminari. The friendly but somewhat flirtatious Stun Gun Hero with the Quirk 'Electrification'. It allows him to destribute electricity throughout the outside of his body.

Denki chuckled softly as he looked at her. "From the comics? You know those aren't real, right?"

"Aren't we living a comic already?" The girl behind Mina questioned with a finger on her chin.

Tsuyu Asui, arguably the second most blunt student in class with her Quirk simply titled 'Frog'. Unlike most other kids in class, her Quirk affected her on a more physical level, giving her more of a humanoid frog look. However she was indeed likely in the top five most beautiful girls in the class. She is able to do anything and everything a frog can.

"Thank you, Tsyu!" Mina looked back at her with a grin. Then she turned her attention to the human stun gun. "It's not that hard to believe a man crawling up the walls shooting webs!"

"In skintight red and blue spandex?" Kaminari raised a brow.

"Yeah..." Kirishima chimed in. "Sorry but...that just seems like a major lawsuit for the guy..."

The pink girl pouted softly. She was about to speak, but was cut off abruptly.

"Everyone take your seats! Class is about to begin!" The class representative shouted for all to hear, flailing his arms sharply.

This was Tenya Iida, the Class Rep of 1-A, that needless to say deserved the role in every respect. With his Quirk titled 'Engine' he can use the miniature engines mutated into both his calves to increase running speed through multiple gears, much like an engine.

"But...Everyone's already sitting..." Spoke one of the students, a girl with jet black, simplistic short hair, red teardrops under both her eyes, and earjacks hanging from her ears.

This was Kyoka Jiro, the Earjack Hero-in-Training. Her Quirk, simply named 'Earjack' is a Mutation that caused earjacks to sprout from her ears. With them she can send out soundwaves with the assistance of speakers for long range incapacitating attacks. She can also extend them to a certain point.

The Class Rep swiftly thrusted his arms to his side, bowing dramatically at a perfect ninety degree angle. "Right, of course! Forgive me for my mistake!"

"What? Wait, no, you don't need to apologize!" Midoriya clarified with a nervous grin and chuckle. He should be used to Iida's sharpness and straightforwardness...But he sadly wasn't.

Outside the class, against the wall next to the massive 1-A door was a girl.

She had an athletic physique, standing at 5'8 with short blond hair with streaks of hazelnut brown in the tips, in school uniform, with black leggings blue sneakers instead of the school unform shoes. She held her school-appointed briefcase against her body as she looked down.

She only ever looked up when she heard one of the teachers call her name.

It was Midnight, who was leading the American student to where he needed to be. Peter was looking out the window as he walked, taking in the view of the courtyard outside. Nothing he could really get back at his school.

"Why are you waiting outside?" Nemuri questioned as she put her hands on her hips. "You know you could just enter.."

"I know. But, I didn't think it would be best." the blonde stated as she looked ahead through the windows. "It would be better if all of us were together." Her emerald green eyes lingered some towards Peter, who himself stiffened. He wasn't even looking in her direction and he noticed.

Unbeknownst to her his face was beginning to burn, since he and his host had locked eyes for a quick second as she made her way through the courtyard herself with one of the other teachers. One that looked...oddly familiar.

Quickly he turned himself towards the two women, red as a tomato with a nervous grin. "T-This is the place, right?!" He pointed towards the massive door.

He got a nod and smile from Nemuri as she gave a thumbs up. "Yup, this is the place! Ready to go in, you two?" she asked as she looked between the two.

The blonde nodded, getting off the wall as she looked at Peter, eyeing him up and down with a raised brow before she spoke. "Shall we?"

"Yeah!" He nodded with grin.

Kayami stepped past the two, grabbing the handle of the door before sliding it open to make way.

The first thing the three of them saw caused the young boy's eyes to widen.

On the floor behind the teacher's desk was Shota Aizawa, laying on the floor in a yellow sleeping bag with his eyes staring dead at the ceiling.

"J-Jesus!" Peter yelled out, enough to get everyone's attention. Even Bakugo and especially Midoriya.

The young American leaped forward, before sliding behind the desk to his teacher's side. He grabbed him by the what he was sure was the arm underneath the bag, and shook him vigorously. "Are alright?!" He then pressed his head against his chest to hear his heartbeat. Thankfully there was one.

Peter let out a sigh as he kneeled down beside Aizawa, closing his eyes for a moment. Then he heard a soft giggle. Multiple. He opened his eyes. And the panic that had disappeared had returned, twice as much as his eyes connected with the teacher's, which were beading red. The American jumped onto his feet with a yelp, only to hear the laugh of Midnight.

"Your cuteness doesn't cease to amaze, Mister Parker." She spoke as she put a hand on her chin. "It is quite a way to introduce yourself though."

It was then he realized, everyone in class was staring right at him. Some out of shock the masked vigilante from the news being in their class, others, like Uraraka and Mina holding in their giggles of adoration for that burst of innocent panic, or Bakugo, who was laughing from the stupidity he displayed.

And like that his embarrassment grew tenfold, visible by the red enveloping his cheeks. He lifted his hand to raise, growing a nervous smile as he spoke the best he could. "H-Hello...Sorry about that, I-I'm new here...I'm-I'm...Peter...Parker..."

All of a sudden, everyone heard Bakugo's laugh stop abruptly, as he stared at the young American with his eyes narrowing. Sitting there with his legs up on the desk. They all felt the unease. Especially Izuku and Peter.

But that tension was abruptly cut short, when they all heard a crashing sound from outside the class, before the door flew open once more.

In the frame was a woman with reddish brown hair, in a red trenchcoat and black dress shirt along with black jeans. She was an absolute beauty to behold, rivalling Nemuri even.

Everyone looked over to Wanda, as she panted softly while hunching over in exhaustion. Then she spoke. I'm so sorry...I tried to get the others, but they're both so busy..."

At this point Eraserhead had gotten out of his cocoon and stood up, while Midnight spoke. "Nonsense! We can introduce them later."

Meanwhile, one of the students, a short boy with balls for hair, stared. His beady eyes wide as blood dripped down his lips from his nose. "W-Who is that?..." he spoke through drool as he stared at the young blonde and her teacher.

This was Minoru Mineta, arguably the most hated kid in class, specifically by the girls, with his Quirk 'Pop-Off', in which the balls on his head can be ripped off and transformed into sticky balls.

"It looks like a teacher from America." Another boy spoke bluntly. His hair was half white, half red, and over his left eye was a burn mark.

This was Shoto Todoroki, one of the most powerful in class 1-A with his Quirk known as 'Half-n-Half'. His left side can generate fire, while his right side can create ice as a counter. This makes the perfect combo of the two powersets.

He looked over at Mineta as he stared at the two American women, not even a look of unease as a waterfall poured out the grapeboy's mouth. He only stopped when he was smacked in the face with Tsuyu's long tongue.

The two American students just stared at the class. Peter with his cheeks still glowing red but dimming, while the blonde raised a brow in a calm manner. She then spoke, getting everyone's attention.

"I'm Gwen...Gwen Stacy from..." her eyes lingered to Peter, before darting back to the class. "I'm from Stark Academy..."

That statement in and of itself struck the young man. Didn't Aizawa say he was from 'Stark Academy'?

The blonde then bowed, hanging her head respectfully. "Me and my classmate look forward to getting to know you all." she stated plainly, before turning her attention to her classmate as she stood straight once more. "Right, Peter?"

The young hero gulped, hunched over a little as he forced out a chuckle. Wanda stepped between the two, bowing as well. "My name is Wanda Maximoff. Their..."

"Homeroom teacher." Gwen sighed and closed her eyes.

Wanda simply nodded in agreement. "Yes, homeroom...My apologizes, this is my first year teaching..." She explained. "But I look forward to learning." she nodded.

"Are you three done?" Aizawa questioned as he stared at the three with that same depressed look. He took their utter silence as a 'yes', and continued, looking onto the class. "Any questions?" He asked, and immediately multiple hands presented themselves into the air. The most enthusiastic being from Mina, Izuku and...Well, none of them was really sure about the last one, it looked like a bunch of floating clothes.

That was Toru Hagakure, the least noticed of the class, in the most literal aspect that was her mutation. her Quirk simply made her invisible to the naked eye, which made her perfect for stealth.

"Okay, good. You can ask them your questions after class." the not-so-well known hero waved his hand lazily before sitting in his seat, while those who raised their hands came crashing down, some almost falling out their seats.

"Why would you even ask then?!" Mineta called out.

Midnight pouted as she looked towards Aizawa, speaking in a disappointed tone. "Shota, don't be like that! They want to get to know their new classmates! At least let them ask some?"

Aizawa looked up at the four, his expectations not budging an inch. After a moment, he let out a sigh before speaking. "Fine, make it quick."

"You could take a nap while we answer everything." Gwen stated bluntly as she looked at her new teacher, putting a single hand on her hip.

And to no one's surprise Aizawa leaned to the side away from the four standing, before falling onto the floor.

Peter was the only person who reacted, more confused than anything. Gwen simply shrugged.

"Okay!" Midnight grinned. She pointed towards one of the students towards the back. A young woman with bangs in her hair, and most of her hair put into a ponytail. "Momo Yaoyorozu!"

Momo lowered her hand, putting it on her chin as she began to speak. "I was hoping you wouldn't mind if I asked, but what exactly are your Quirks?"

Peter crossed his arms at that. looking away with a nervous grin and chuckle while he looked away from the group. "It's...really not that impressive, I...have sticky hands and feet when I want..." He attempted to explain, before looking over to the class. He was about to say more, but something crossed his mind. He shouldn't tell the people he just met everything about his abilities. So he simply said, "That's...about it..."

"That's...hard to explain..." Wanda started as she looked down for a moment. Then she looked back up at the class and pointed a finger up. "I can create psionic force fields for offensive or defensive purposes.'

Gwen simply shrugged as she plainly spoke. "I'd rather not say."

"Next!" Midnight called, pointing towards another student, a simple young man with a simple grin. "Sero! What do you have?"

"You guys have experience, right?" He questioned as he stood up. "Do you two have your Hero licenses yet?"

"Not yet." Gwen responded simply.

"Not anymore..." Peter spoke in a comedically dramatic fashion while streams of tears rolled down his cheeks. And people were certain they heard violin music.

"Izuku Midoriya!" Midnight pointed to the second-to-last hand.

The broccoli boy lowered his scarred right hand. "Peter...I hope you don't mind me asking, but what happened...to your hand?"

the young hero looked down to his right hand, lifting it up to look at the scar going up it. He then chuckled softly, looking over at Midoriya and balling his hand into a loose fist. "I could ask the same thing to you. Izuku, right?"

To that Midoriya nodded slowly. "Yeah, that's...that's right.."

The R-Rated hero pointed towards the last hand, Mina Ashido. "Yes, Miss Ashido!"

The alien girl grinned, standing up fron her seat and slamming her hands onto her desk. "What're your hero names?!" She questioned with mass enthusiasm behind it.

"Still pending." Gwen answered bluntly.

"They call me...The Witch." Wanda said, looking up and putting her hands on her hips as she smiled to herself. "The Scarlet Witch."

"And I'm...I'm-I'm Spider-Man..." Peter nodded with his attempt of a cooler, lower base to his voice despite using his regular high base the rest of the time, as he crossed his arms. All the while he saw Mina's eyes widen as her jaw dropped in nothing but pure joy.

"Can we sit down now?" Gwen asked as she turned towards Midnight, who simply nodded. The blonde wasted no time making her way to the back. Peter wasn't far behind.

"Alright, great. Now that that's over with..." Aizawa got up from the ground, sitting back in his seat before continuing. "Did anyone do the homework I gave you last week?" All he got was groans and whimpers.


It had been two days since he was laid up in his medical bed, in Hosu General Hospital after his abrupt arrival to the city. It was on and off for him the first few hours, but after a day he was almost nacl on his feet. Thanks to a doctor's more simplistic Quirk. They were going to keep him for another week for evaluation however, since that Quirk is a fifty-five coinflip.

Scott laid in bed, his head against a pillow as he watched what was on the monitor that was his small flatscreen. A Japanese action movie, of which he understood every word. He was completely invested in it. Until he heard the door open and his partner walk in.

Hope was carrying a tray into the room, whistling softly as she made her way to the medical bed. Beside his bed was a chair, where she sat down after plaving the tray over het partner's chest. "We have white rice, kung-pow chicken?. .I think...and this." He looked over as she lifted up a purple can of soda, smiling softly before placing it on the tray.

"Awe..." Scott smiled at her. "I could kiss you right now, you know." He raised a brow while the Wasp chuckled softly.

"Try it and you'll be stuck in that bed for another week." she leaned in closer, until her face was inches from his. Then with a finger she gave him a boop on the nose, before pulling away back into her chair. "What are we watching?" she questioned as she looked up at the screen.

"Oh I have no idea whatsoever." Scott answered as he picked up his chopsticks on the tray. "I just woke up, and it was on. Pretty good though."

Hope nodded slowly as she loooked at the Ant. "Are you feeling any pain? discomfort? Do you need anything else?"

"Some fresh air would be nice." He replied jokingly. "Other than that, no, not really."

"If you're good you can go." Hope crossed her arms with a sly smile. "After the doctor lets you off."

"Oh c'mon!..." He whined playfully. He then began to chuckle softly along with her. Then after a while he asked. "So you know where the others are? Cap? Witch Lady?"

"Yeah, actually Stark's wife was here earlier while you were out..." Hope stated, and raised her brow as the Antman shifted in his bed.

"Pepper Stark?!" He clarified, before asking. "Where'd she go?"

"She said she was going to a school in the next city." she explained. "Said it was a hero school."

"Why didn't you wake me up!" Scott shouted out, only getting a frown from his partner.

"Because you need to heal! And you're going to, understand?!" She snapped at him, getting out of her seat and standing over him. Both fell silent as Scott looked away with a sigh. And she did as well. "And...You were too cute, I couldn't bring myself to do such a thing..." she teased, much to his flustered annoyance.


It was quite an event, meeting all of his new classmates in the briefest ways possible, while also finding out that someone he knows, not in the best way since he was thrown by her like a ragdoll across an airport, was now his 'homeroom teacher' while also not knowing who the girl who was apparently her classmate was.

So far his sixth sense wasn't buzzing in any way, so he was fairly certain that she wasn't a threat at the moment. Unbeknownst to hin in particular his new teacher was keeping a sharp eye on him.

It soon came time for lunch, class 1-A was let off to eat for a full hour, which was thirty whole minutes more than Peter's old school, and was greatly appreciated all things considered. Especially considering he and Gwen were being berated with questions from classmates, mainly Mina, Tenya and Midoriya.

"So you both have at least basic experience in the field of hero work! I would like to compare experiences!" Iida suggested with his stern formal manner on their way to the school cafe with the two.

"So your Mentors are Quirkless?! Really?! That's incredible!" Midoriya spoke in awe in the line with Peter.

"Did Marvel name their comics after you or did you name yourselves after the comics?" Toru questioned the both of them as they sat down at a table.

"You wouldn't mind if I got an autograph, right?" Mina winked at Peter as she handed him a Spider-Man comic and pen from right next to him, causing him to blush the same color of her soft pink skin.

Now it was Gwen's turn to ask the questions, her eyes lingering to her American classmate before focusing on the four other students sitting with them.

"We told you about us. Now what about you guys?" She raised a brow with her elbows on the table, chopsticks in hand and hovering over her food. "I understand your powers." She used her chopsticks to point to the sseemingly floating clothes, before turning to Iida. "I assume from the rods in the back of your legs involve it." She then turned het attention to Izuku as he ate silently with his head down, narrowing her eyes. "But you...What can you really do?"

Midoriya lifted his head at the question, gulping softly before putting on a nervous grin. "W-Well, I can increase the strength in my arms and legs..."

"Oh. Interesting..." She nodded softly. She then looked to Peter, across from him to Mina. "And you can..."

"I can make acid with the fluids from my body!" she grinned, while the young man looked over at her with wide eyes to match the red in his face. She didn't seem to mind. "I have a handle on it."

As the rest of the small group talked on about their experiences in hero work, Peter stayed silent, lost in over five different thoughts. The stone that he had the coordinates to, the stones he had no idea went, being here instead of being on the move for them, and the fact that someone he doesn't know was now his classmate at a school he was certain doesn't even exist.

"Peter? Is there something wrong?" He heard, and turned his attention to the blonde girl beside him, who gave a stern but unphased look. "Talk to me, bud."

With that Peter was brought back to reality, turning to Gwen and immediately putting on a small, shifting in his seat. "I'm fine, I'm alright! I just...should go check on something." he stated as he slid his chair back. He then got up, grabbing his tray to take to recycling before leaving.

"Where are you going?" Toru questioned, to which Peter looked around for a moment. "The...school workshop? You guys have those, right? I think I might need to help Mei with my suit-"

Iida wasted no time getting onto his feet and standing up straight, his arm lifted in a chopping motion at a right angle. "You must not know your way around the campus. Allow me to escort you!"

"Uh..." Peter stared for a moment,slowly backing away. "I'm fine, I'll find it myself-"

"Nonsense!" Iida walked walked around the table towards the young hero, who's steps were getting bigger as he backed away slowly. "As the Class Representative it is my duty to help you find your way in these halls!"

"I'm fine, I promise! You don't have to worry!-"


"I said I could find it myself...Seriously..." Peter sighed softly as he made it down the halls of the Support Hero classes. Right beside him was Iida.

"Of course, but it is better if someone more familiar with the school grounds showed you the way." Iida explained as he looked down at the young man.

They had made their way to the Hero Support building, where Midnight told him his suit would be worked on. Looking up at the signs to each room where he believed his equipment was.

"If I remember correctly, her station is down the hall over there." Iida gestured to the very end of the hall, to which Parker nodded.

"Thanks, Rep. I'll see you back in class." Peter gave a thumbs up, before walking forward away from the Speeding Hero. Once a few feet away he let out a breath of relief and walked off as fast as he could down the hall.

Once he got to the massive door at the end of the hall, he realized something. This doot was reinforced, even more so then the others he'd seen so far. That being known he stepped forward to it, narrowing his eyes to focus while also putting his hand softly against the door for anything.

Then suddenly his eyes shot open, his senses going off.

He jumped back, just as the reinforced door was ripped off its hinges, flying at him quicker than he could land on his feet and move out the way.

With massive concussive force the door hit up against his body, sending him back into the pillar between the glass windows and pinning him against it, nearly breaking it.

He lifted both his arms and legs up as quickly as possible to take the concussive force, but it only seemed to make matters for him worse. The moment the door pressed against him he felt a crack, a snap of the bones in his right arm, making him yell out in pain.

"What the hell?!" A woman called out from inside the workshop. From the smoke seeping out the workshop a woman ran out, with orange shoulder long hair tied into a bun in a women's business suit and pants. She looked at where the door landed, shocked.

As she stepped closer a man stepped out the room as well, with the perfect build, blonde hair slid back and a majestic beard to boot, wearing a white shirt and cargo pants.

Pepper lifted her arm up, and almost immediately a blue piece of armor flew out the room, covering her arm from the elbow down in blue and silver armor, while Steve came to the door.

They both got on either side of the door, hearing groans and whimpers of pain. Steve wasted no time grabbing the door and sliding it out the way, revealing a young man in pain as he held his right arm.

Mei poked her head out the workshop, having her regular smile. But it took no time until that smile went away, as she stared at the sight of the American student. Speaking softly to herself. "Peter?..."

Slowly Peter opened his eyes, gritting his teeth and looking up at the two teachers. His eyes narrowed as they stared. The first word to come out of any of them came from Rogers.

"Hey Queens...not how I expected to see you again..."