Detroit, the city of American invention, former hell hole for the entire country, and now a multilayered metropolis, due to the hundreds of C to B tier heroes and police officers. Crime in the city had become near nonexistent and a mere nine percent.

A decent enough number for there to be enough blindspots around the place for something to occur unseen and unnoticed.

This was not at all the case.

The morning traffic was busy, busselling through the streets at average like clockwork. The Downtown Metro was on time pick up business employees and bring them to work. Joggers jogged, vendors sold to citizens and heroes alike. Everything was their normal. It was a normal start to the day.

Then everything changed. An intersection was on a red light, few cars going through with the go ahead. Just as the red light for the rest turned green, the resting vehicles began to move, ready to turn. But they suddenly stopped themselves as the wind picked up. No one knew why, it was so sudden. Just as the wind picked up a hole suddenly grew from the ground, pitch black with green light within the mist. No one knew why it suddenly appeared.

And no one knew why a human body flew through it, like he was thrown through, flailibg around as he flew high in the air.

He was quick to catch himself, somehow stopping in his arial tracks, leviating in the air as his dark green cape flowed in the wind.

The man looked down at the street below him, his breath heavy as his smoke filled fishbowl of a helmet digitized away from front to back of his head, revealing her brown slick back hair, freshly groomed beard and bright green eyes. A small crack slipped upon his lips.


It was two O'clock when he awoke from his sleep. He had no idea what exactly happened. Last thing he remembered he was chasing a woman through the city, and then fought a massive rock monster. Then he was carried away by one of his teachers everything went black for him.

Now he was in a bed. A familiar bed, his. His eyes fluttered open up at the familiar ceiling, before slowly pushing upper body to sit up. He looked towards the close window to his right. It was still dark out, the next day hadn't even begun.

His mask had been taken off, along with his blue jacket hoodie, leaving him in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants.

He looked down in the bed, under the sheets where his host slept peacefully. He was careful to slip out the bed silently so as to not wake her. He knew she more than needed sleep.

Once he got out of bed he let out a soft sigh, heading for the door of the room and opening it into the halls slowly.

Immediately as he turned his head to the left towards the living room, his face turned pale.

Standing in the living room was the Rescue armor, her arms crossed as she stared straight at him with her glowing blue LED eyes. Even with the unchanging face plate it was clear she was unpleased her student's latest actions.

Peter was quick to try and explain himself, closing the door behind him so Mei wouldn't hear the comotion as well.

"You're up. I thought you'd be out for a few more hours. Especially after what you did tonight." Pepper spoke through the suit in a sarcastic voice.

"Mrs. Potts, I can explain-"

"Can you?" Rescue uncrossed her arms to put her hands on her metal hips. "Because from several people's point of view a foreign hero-in-training just fought a rock monster trying to tear down an apartment complex. The damage was done before anyone showed up, and you held it off until actual professionals showed up." she spoke bluntly, but with a hint of admiration for the young man. "I don't think there's anything to really explain with that."

Peter found himself at a loss for words, stepping closer. "So, I'm not in trouble?..."

"Oh no, you are." She stated bluntly as she tilted her head. "Not counting Scott coming here-"

"Wait, who?" Peter raised a brow in confusion. Pepper simply sighed.

"Giant Man. Not counting that one, you broke the law here twice. The reason you aren't in a cell right now is because no other hero was on sight during the fight." She explained. "So, any people you saved during that time was your point as you will."

"Okay...So..." The young man looked away, crossing his arms as he looked down. "So what?...I'm in trouble...but not in trouble?"

"Yes and no. Did you see the news last night?" She questioned.

"Yeah. Yeah, about you and the witch lady fighting those 'Elemental' monsters." Peter walked past Rescue as she watched, turning around to see him while he sa down on the couch, leaned forward with his hands put together as he looked up at the blue and silver armor.

"Yeah. At first I thought it was just some thugs that happened to have powerful abilities." Rescue stepped away from the couch, pacing as she continued to speak. "But after Hosu, and last night, that can't be the case. They keep showing up out of nowhere, for seemingly no reason..."

Peter lowered his head, putting a hand on his chin as he thought on the similarities between the two incidents. "Well...the Lava one attacked where one of stones were...And this one...It looked like it was gaining mass for something..."

"If it wasn't just trying to cause destruction?" Rescue tilted her helmet. "Maybe it was some type of distraction. It went down too easily."

Peter frowned softly, rubbing his temple with his finger as he tried to come up with some cohesive hypothesis on what those things were. Nothing. He let out a groan, leaning back into the couch with an annoyed huff. "I...I got nothing...Unless there was a stone at each location they can't be as easily connected! And even if they are, they're probably gone now, in someone else's hands..."

The power armor tapped her chin piece in thought. "Maybe they aren't even after the stones...There have been even more recent events here..."

"Yeah, like?" the young man questioned, staring at the Rescue armor's back.

"Two recent incidents besides this one and Central Hosu, are the USJ incident a few months back, and the 'Stain' incident" She explained, turning around to look down at the student. "Both seemed to involve students from your new class going against villains."

Peter looked away from his teacher, down to the hardwood floor below him. So that's what Monoma meant when he was screaming about the sense it made with him being in 1-A.

"Speaking of. You got on scene fast." Pepper pointed out as she stared down at him. He looked up as she continued. "I find that odd when you sleep on the other side of town." Immediately his face went pale. "So, what were you doing chasing Felicia Hardy?"

"I-I wasn't looking for any trouble, she broke in!" Peter spoke sporadically, getting up from his seat towards Rescue while her vision followed. "She stole something, a drive I think..."

"A drive?" She repeated, tilting her head as she looked away. She then looked back at the young man. "Do you know what was on it? Anything?" All she got was him shaking his head. "Great..." she mumbled to herself. "And she got away..."

"W-Well, not really..." Peter scratched the back of his head as he looked away from her. "I actually tagged her with a Spider-tracer before she got away..."

Rescue lifted her head up at that, tilting her head once more as she stared down at the student. "I need the signal. Then I can get Scott and Hope on it."

To that, Peter narrowed his eyes some in confusion. "Wait, can't you do it?.."

"Well...No." Pepper stated. "I have my hands full already. Like finding my husband and the stone that may or may not be in America."

"Wait, America? We're going back to America?!"

"I'm going back to America." she clarified while pointing a thumb at herself. She then after extended her arm out, pointing to Peter. "You have an Exam to go to, and I might not get back in time to see it."

Peter sighed hearing that. Not the Exams coming up. The part where he was on the sidelines while his mentor's wife went across the globe for him and the stones they needed. He hated being on the sidelines.

"Alright...When do you leave?"

"About...six hours ago." She shrugged. The young man just stared at her, processing what she just said right to his face.

"You're kidding me..." he groaned softly. And she knew exactly why.

"I'm sorry, Peter. I just got the news today, I have to get there fast while I know they're there."

That did make sense. In only a few days, not even a week, everything was moving fast. They had to move fast if they wanted to succeed in their overall goal.

"Tomorrow, tell your teacher Aizawa what happened. Hopefully we can make sure it doesn't happen again."

"What happened?..."

Both Heroes immediately turned their attention towards the source of the sudden voice. Peter got onto his feet, while his teacher's armor swiftly turned towards the guestroom door, lifting an open hand with its repulsor lighting brightly.

In front of the two stood Mei Hatsume, rubbing her eyes. She looked like a mess. Albeit a cute mess, still a mess. Her hair was everywhere, but still kept that dreadlock style. She also seemed more sluggish than usual, likely as a result of just getting up.

"I woke up and you were gone...Is something wrong?..." Once she finished rubbing her eyelids awake she looked right at the young exchange student, her vision magnified on him only while he stared back a dark red color filling his entire face.

But from the corner of her narrow vision she noticed the armor right beside him as it slowly lowered its hand from hers and lifted the other to cover her student's eyes. Immediately her scopescope-eyes gleamed, while she gasped in astonishment.

She was right back to herself, somehow getting a foot from them in the less than a second as she barraged Rescue with question. "This is the rest of your armor?! Compacted in such a mundane item! What is this thing made out of? Your husband made this?! Incredible!" She trailed off as she poked and caressed the blue and silver suit, all while Rescue told her to put some clothes on, while shielding Peter's eyes.

A few minutes later the young inventor calmed down, and her exchange student found her something to cover herself with. One of his jacket hoodies, which just barely covered everything. Not that she at all seemed phased by that fact, other than the light red hue in her cheeks she didn't at all notice.

She stayed fixated on the blue and silver armor as it stood, tracking her movements as the young woman inspected every plate of the Rescue suit as possible in nothing but awe. Peter simply watched, still mentally reeling on the everything he saw, while Pepper attempted to conversate with the young woman on how the Algorithm she asked for was going.

"Oh, right! It's almost done! I just need to work out a few kinks...I'll get it right now. Don't leave!" Mei backed away as she spoke, to the workshop door. She then went inside, leaving the two Americans alone to speak freely.

Immediately Rescue turned her attention to Peter as he sat on the couch. "Talk to Aizawa and the others about what happened. And, again, stay low. You see something bad, run the other way. Understood?"

To that, Peter let out a soft sigh. "Understo-" They all suddenly heard a scream, turning their attention back to the source in the workshop.

"No no no no!" Mei repeated over and over. Peter got up from the couch, walking over to the open door. Just as he was about to walk into the room the pink haired inventor jumped out, almost tackling him for the third time in ten hours.

"M-Mei, what's wrong?!" Peter jumped back some with a stutter as he looked at his host.

"The flash drive for the device! I can't find it!"

Immediately, Peter's face turned pale. "Oh...Oh this is not good..."


The room was tidy. Spick and span all throughout, not a trace of dust, dirt or follicle.

And still, the one conscious person in there was still wearing sanitation gloves and a sterile mask.

There he sat, his gloved fingers intertwined as he looked down at his feet, almost solemnly while the comatose nab in bed laid beside him. A young man in his twenties, pale as the white floor under him, narrow in build with short shaggy auburn brown hair. his tiny golden itises stared down at his hands as he sat there silently.

This was Kai Chisaki. The leader of the Yakuza known as the Shie Hassaikai. The only able candidate for the rome after his Father figure, The Boss inexplicably fell into a comatose state.

For the whole time there he sat there silent. There was no words to be said. Any would simply fall on deaf ears, and he wouldn't have said anything new.

Suddenly the door opened, immediately taking his attention as he looked up towards the open doorframe. There stood one of his accomplices, the ice white haired Black Cat, holding a small scowl upon her lips.

"Alright, I got you that stupid drive you needed so badly." Felicia spoke calmly, moving a foot forward to walk in, only to be halted by a hand grabbing her arm. She looked over her shoulder to the man who held her back. One of Kai's right-hand men.

Chronostasis, the Right Hand of the new Yakuza boss. In a white robe, a hood over his head with a plague mask on his face. His Quirk, 'Chronostasis', allows him to slow down any target he hits with his clock-hand like hairs.

"Chrono." Chisaki spoke, monotone, lifeless. That one word said enough.

The right-hand man looked over to Overhaul much like Felicia. After a moment he let go of her arm, turning his attention back to her as she stepped forwards some. He kept his sights on her the whole time as she walked up to the sitting young boss, pulling out the drive from once of her utility pouches.

"Here." She spat out, handing her employer the flashdrive. He looked up, he cold expression unchanged. "Take it."

Chisaki lifted his gloved hand, grabbing the other end of the drive. As he did Felicia let go, backing away.

"Have fun with that." She spoke sarcastically, flashing a fake smile before turning for the door, and heading for it. Only to stop in her tracks upon hearing his voice.

"I find it therapeutic, your presence." He started, looking down at the drive in the palm of his hands. "It's rare seeing a Quirkless individual with such skills and talent. Talent you strived to achieve. Not something handed to you as a symptom to an illness."

Felicia slowly turned her head over her shoulder, narrowing her eyes as she pressed on the subject. "Illness?"

"Quirks. These abilities that manifested miraculously out of nowhere." Kai explained. "A sickness that's plagued this world throughout the decades. A virus that manifested from rats!" Just the thought of these powers' origins made his skin crawl all over.

"A majority of the world has these Quirks, right? Does it really matter now?"

"Now more than ever." Kai Chisaki soon got onto his feet, standing up with his sights towards the Black Cat. "I am the one with the ability and determination to change society as we know it. And now I have two opportunities to do so instead of one."

The Quirkless criminal simply stared back at him as he tilted his head, keeping the same monotone expression. "I have another job for you to do." he spoke, turning around to the pan windows showing in the dark outside. With his hands behind his back he looked out the window of the compound. "Tonight, while this new incident was occuring in Musutafu a part of my chess board were torn to shreds."

"So what, you want me to track down a serial killer that wiped some of your group out?" She questioned in confusion.

"I need you to find me some replacements for the cause. Perhaps part of the...Molten Gang?"

"Valcano Thieves, Overhaul." Chrono clarified from the doorframe.

"You expect me to find a new set of powers for you?..."

"Not for me." Chisaki replied, looking over his shoulder. A cold calculating tone in his voice to match the emotionless stare of his tiny irises. "For the little girl you'll be keeping from being ripped apart."


Hours passed for the two young brains, Mei and Peter. And he hadn't gotten any sleepin that time. As big of a deal as it was to the young man his host got some shut-eye so she wasn't burning herself out, he couldn't rest after last night.

A woman broke into Mei's home. They didn't take anything more than the drive, which itself was devastating to say the least, as it held the key to finding the Infinity stones. But what if they weren't just after stuff. What if they were after him? His identity was outed to the whole world, if not just Japan. Gwen showed up out of nowhere from a completely different world. What if someone with a vendetta against him came. If they didn't go after him directly, they'd go after anyone close to him.

As Mei slept under the covers of his bed until morning, her exchange student stayed alert, dressing up in his full suit. He knew why he was doing it, or at least he thought so. Unfortunately he failed to succeed in this small mission, as he fell asleep after an hour.

By five seventeen A.M Mei had awoken, alone in bed. Almost unconsciously she reached out to the other side of the bed, only to see it was flat. No other body there. Upon realizing this her eyes shot open, and quickly she sat herself up, quickly looking around the room in slight distress. She was in her apartment, in one of the rooms. The door was closed, the window was shut, and she couldn't find anyone else in the room.

"Peter?..." She called out to the hall on the other side of the door. Nothing. "Peter?!" her voice grew louder, more desperate than before. And it was just then that she heard a yawn.

Immediately she turned her attention to where it came from, the other side of the bed. She crawled from her side of the matress to the other, looking down to the floor to see Peter's body. His hand on his cheek with the eyes of his mask shut. Slowly he pushed himself up from the floor, leaning against the doorframe with a groan as he sat.

"Peter!" He heard, his sixth sense immediately going off. The eyes of his mask changed into a confused expression. This early warning was different somehow, instead of a shivering tingle down his spine he felt...safe instead of in danger. For the first time, when his hairs stood up he felt relaxed.

But only a second later it blew over, as he looked above him to where this feeling came from. The eyes of his mask widened in sudden realization of what he knew was gonna happen.

Mei had leaned over the side of the bed right above him, her signature massive grin on her face. It immediately went away when she felt herself fall, as being unaware of her surroundings her right hand completely missed the surface that was the matress, letting her from the highh ground onto the floor. Her cushion, Peter.

Before either of them knew it, Peter was somehow on his back, with his host right on top of him again. Something he was beginning to think would be a fairly normal occurrence.

He looked down at the young inventor, growing red under the mask as he looked at her, before lowering his head and resting it on the hardwood floor. "Hey, Mei..." He huffed out, still a little tired.

She looked up to face him, losibg her grin with a genuine smile taking its place. "Hey, Petey! You had me worried for a second. I thought you were gone, somewhere like the last times while I wasn't looking! And you got hurt! Or worse," She began rambling, losing her smile as she went on. It got his attention quickly, lifting his head to look at her on top of him. "And I wouldn't know what to do! Especially with your equipment! Or your AI! And I wouldn't know what to tell your teachers-" she lowered her head some at the thoughts rushing through her mind.

"M-Mei-"

"Because I'm your host right?!" She continued, looking right back up at Peter with teary eyes. "I'm supposed to take care of you! Not let you get hurt everyda-" She began to shout her thoughts, for anyone to hear. But immediately silenced herself once her exchange student put a hand over her mouth.

"Mei, calm down!" Peter looked her in the eye, using his free hand to pull his mask off to look into her eyes. "I'm okay. You don't need to worry. I'm okay, not hurt..." He spoke. As he did his host slowly calmed. Both sat there, silent as they stared into each other's eyes. There was a...pain in Hatsume's chest, but she wasn't much affected by it.

The moment, to them, lasted forever once again, but just as it occurred, it was quickly interrupted by the rook door suddenly opened, swinging open. Bith young brains jumped, startled, but Peter was quick to wrap his arm around his host, ready to move. Until he saw who it was.

In the doorframe was the Rescue armor, an arm lifted and hand open. But upon scanning the scene, and seeing nothing but two teenagers on the floor on top if each other, it slowly lowered its hands, beginning to speak.

"Am I interrupting something?" An awfully familiar voice questioned with a hint of a cynical tone. The young wallcrawler knew exactly who it belonged to.

"Mr. Stark?" Peter squinted his eyes in confusion, while Mei stared in awe like before while Rescue explained.

"Technically yeah. Really no. I'm what happens when you copy your consciousness properly. Minus the whole...melding minds and...a stone to...meet an impossible demand-Call me Adam." The blue and silver armor tilted its head as it stared down at the two. Almost immediately Hatsume's eyes gleamed, as she slipped from her exchange student's grasp, jumping onto her feet and getting right up close to it as it stared down at her.

"You're a copied consciousness?!" She questioned in astonishment as she looked up at the suit. "There have been trial runs, attempts! But no one's ever been able to successfully copy their mind into digital code!"

"Oh, thank you." The power armor put a hand on its hips as the AI spoke. "But in all honesty once you crack interdimensional quantum mechanics, copying and pasting a personality is a cakewalk."

While the young inventor stared in simple amazement of the walking suit, that same suit turned its attention back to Peter, who had gotten onto his feet. "You're red. Really red."

"Y-Yeah...Of course, it's hot in here...all of a sudden." Peter shrugged as he hunched over a bit.

"Huh." Rescue tilted its head at him. "That's weird. Its sixty eight degrees in here and I put a conditioning system in the suit you're wearing. Unless it's broken."

"IT'S NOT!" Mei cackled, causing the two to turn their attention towards her. "I fixed it! With ease! Even tested it myself!"

There was a moment of silence between the three, awkward for the two men in the room.

Then Rescue turned its attention back to the Arachnid-themed hero, pointing a finger at his host. "Girlfriend?" Immediately both turned red in the face. For Peter, crimson.

"W-What? No! Of course not!...She's my host..." the young New Yorker stated.

"Is that so? And pretell, why does that affect how you were in the same bed?" Tony's voice spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Cue a white Spider-Man chibi figure leaving Peter's lips, signifying his soul leaving his body once again as he died of embarrassment. And a large majority of his blood supply going to his face.


The events of last night, labelled the 'Musutafu Elemental Incident', was everywhere. Newspapers, News channels, blogs. After the 'Hosu Elemental Incident' involving 'A man with a lava-related Transformation Quirk', as official sources say, decimating twenty city blocks with relative ease and destroying a HAAD building in the process, people had grown wary. A monster just destroyed a chunk of a city, not even a few weeks after the 'Stain-Hosu Incident', where the whole city was overrun with numerous abominations named 'Nomus'. Certain communities had made speculations that these 'Elementals' were actually powerful Nomus, but one thing was for sure. These random attacks around the world were becoming more extreme and suspect. Especially when they take into account how certain heroes were at multiple of these scenes in battle with them.

And once again the students of U.A grew more suspicious. Most notably Bakugo, Momo and Iida. Others, like Kaminari and Mineta were in awe and admiration of the footage flooding media, of their new classmate in real action. Others, like Monoma and even Gwen, were infuriated. Gwen, because he went out to be a hero again when he really didn't need to. Monoma because he got away with it, and was even getting praised by small communities, which may or may not have included Mina.

But as this incident took the spotlight for all of Japan, a more secluded, horrific incident had occurred. And Scott was on the case.

While the Earth-made monstrosity destroyed an apartment complex, in the Financial district of the same city, a serial murderer struck. It was a killing spree, a massacre. Twenty two small time Yakuza members dead, when they added everything together.

The crowd at the sidewalk of the crime scene, a warehouse that was property of the Japanese mob, was small, but dense. Behind a line of yellow tape that read 'Caution. Keep Out' in Japanese, a group of bystanders stood in intrigue. The Ant-Man was one of them. Cutting through the dozens of reporters he found himself at the front, where a police officer could see him in full view.

Scott, Incognito, wore a brown trench coat buttoned up all the way to his neck, long enough to reach down to his shins to only reveal the black boots and gloves he wore. On his head a fedora to match.

"Hey," He started, clapping his hands to get the officer's attention. After he did, he continued. "What's, uh...What's all the fuss about?"

Immediately the officer, a man with the head of a pitbull dog in a SWAT uniform, spoke. "Sir, stand back. This is an active crime scene investigation."

"Huh. That's funny, I thought with the...police tape and swat all over the place it was a very special someone's birthday." He attempted to joke, only for it to land flat ob its face. Needless to say, the mutated officer was in no way amused. "Anyway I need to take a look inside. It's urgent-"

"NO ONE ALLOWED IN WITHOUT PROPER SECURITY CLEARANCE!" The officer barked, nothing unusual when considering his Quirk. Scott however jumped back from his words, eyes wide from just how verbally aggressive he was. As the officer growled, the Hero stepped away back into the crowd slowly. Only then did the officer calm.

"Okay..." Lang sighed, turning himself around and walking back into the back of the crowd onto the street. "Just walking up and asking isn't gonna do it..." he whispered seeminly to himself. "I told you." Hope's voice filled his ear. He stuffed his hands into his pockets, looking over his shoulder to the entrance of the warehouse. "You're gonna need to get past them if you wanna get in there. Preferably without getting their attention."

"Yeah, I know..." Scott began to walk from the scene, looking towards the buildings beside the warehouse.

"And you need to get in there before they bag up all the evidence."

"I know." He spoke once more, turning his direction, stepping back onto the sidewalk and heading straight to a dark alleyway.

"So 'Ant-Man' a little faster?!"

"I'm working on it!" he whispered into the earpiece, unbuttoning the trenchcoat he wore and, soon, pulling it off his person before tossing it to the brick wall, over a dumpster and the behind it.

There he stood, in his full Ant-Man suit, besides the silver helmet. He threw his fedora hat to the side, his helmet beginning to form around his head from behind his neck as he moved, going into a light sprint as he put a hand on the side of his helmet. He then jumped off his feet, pressing the button on his hand with his thumb before shrinking down. As he fell something flew under him, a flying ant, flying right under him and causing him to land on its back, flying off out of the alleyway and towards the warehouse crime scene.

Once he made it where he needed to be, he directed his ride to one of the windows, cracked and shattered with a big enough hole for him to get through in his shrunken form. Flying inside he jumped off the flying ant, landing on top of a metal crate, stacked under others and getting a propper view of the place.

Blood, everywhere. splattered on the floor, all over the walls and containers. Limbs severed, with no sight of any heads around the complex. It was complete and total carnage.

"Mrgh...I think I'm gonna be sick..." A young woman muffled through her floved hand as she looked away from the mutilated bodies on the floor, soaked in blood.

This was Motto Yohayai. A blonde woman in her twenties, standing at 5'5 with a medium length messy bob cut and silverish highlights along the ends. Her eyes were a bright green, her irises withholding what looked like that of an analogue clock, little dashes along the edge of the insides of her iris with headless arrows ticking away from the center of her pupils.

"If you're going to throw up, it would be better to head outside. Afterall, we don't want to tamper with the scene anymore than we have to..." The detective beside her spoke, stepping back from the blood splattered surface that was a container door, which was ripped into, by what seemed like knives.

"Easy for you to say..." Motto groaned, looking over at the short slim brunette of a scotsman.

"Not really. Believe it or not, this is the first time I've seen something like this..." he retorted as he turned his head to his partner. "It was like...an animal was let out here..."

"Any idea what kind?..." Motto grumbled under her breath, looking away from the scene.

"Wolverine, maybe?..." The detective shrugged, letting out a sigh while he looked everything over. "What a mess..."

"Tell me about it..." Scott muttered to himself, pacing back and forth on the platform that was the container above them. He put a finger to the side of his mask, continuing to monitor the situation. "Hope, are you sure this is the place?"

"It's where that tracer led us. You tell me." the Wasp replied. Ant-Man took a step over the edge of the platform, letting himself fall down to Earth only to be catched, landing on the back of another flying ant. They soared around the warehouse, until they found themselves what they were looking for. Where the tracer Peter's AI told them about was. In a container. The flying ant descended in for a further look, slipping through one of the claw holes on the side and slipping in. Leaping off the ant he landed on his feet, taking another look around at ground level

"Where are you, Miss Homewrecker?" he whispered to himself.

"Hurry up. If you get spotted we might be done."

"Right, right..." Scott nodded while pressing the trigger on the palm of his hands. In an instant he grew bacl to normal size. He could clearly see the opened boxes and crates, parts raided from them all. Likely weapons, or tools. "The place was raided by someone. Probably the guy who ripped the whole place apart..." He whispered into his earpiece. slowly and quietly he looked through everything as passively as possible.

"Can you find anything we can use to track whatever it was down?"

"Not yet...I can't find any-" he started, only to stop himself once he noticed something small, metallic and red just under a crate. In a moment of confusion he kneeled down, reaching under the crate and gently pinching it between his fingers. "...Thing..." He then lifted it up to his eyes, squinting behind the lenses as he attempted to take a better look.

"Find anything useful?" Hope's voice filled his ears.

He lifted a hand up to the side of his helmet, groaning to himself. "I think we just got duped...I found the tracer...I think..." he sighed, looking further into the crates of the dark container. "The lady knew she was being tracked." He stated.

He heard an audible sigh from his partner as he rummaged through the crates. Nothing, most of them were cleaned out.

"Take it with you. Hopefully we can backtrack where she was beforehand."

"Right..." Scott nodded, and soon turned around to where he came in, only to freeze when the doors flew open. He had no time to react, only turning his head to the source of sudden light, before feeling what felt like a shockwave forced against him, pushing him off his feet and into the back, crashing into the wooden crates behind him and slamming into the metal wall with a massive thump. Slumping over the broken debris around him his body went limp, as his eyes shut.

Standing there at the door the source of the blast, a woman sighed, mumbling to herself. "Oh perfect..." She grumbled as she stepped inside.

Footsteps were heard from behind her. Not that she much cared, since she knew they wouldn't hurt her.

"Daisy!" The detective slid to a stop, fumbling through his words as he spoke out. "What happened?!"

"Nothing, Fitz..." Daisy groaned, putting a hand on her forehead and sliding it down her face. "Just found someone looting around..."

Fitz stepped behind her as she crouched down, looking over the suited body in front of them.

Daisy lifted her hand to point weakly at Scott's unconscious body, squinting her tired eyes. "He...H-He looks familiar..."

"Yeah, he's one of those people who came through the wormhole..." Fitz clarifed. The exhausted woman reached over to Scott's body, grabbing him by the shoulders and examining him closely.

"Great...Maybe he can explain what the hell is going on..."


Peter and Mei's escapade to school was an unexpected one to say if anything.

Apparently last night's Elemental attack had affected not only the apartment complex of which it appeared, but the underground metro right under it. The same metro that got the two to school on time. Nothing about the route was damaged, at least not too much. However the city thought it would be best to make sure nothing went wrong later and shut that route down for examination. Unfortunately that meant a good number of people had to either walk to and from work, or go out their way to find another route for it with time they don't have.

Luckily the two found out about this abrupt announcement before they left, while Peter was making breakfast and Mei was struggling to tie her tie.

While they ate what she swore was the best breakfast she had since she was little, the news about the metro played. And immediately they both went pale. Peter with a look of horror, because he knew just how badly his homeroom teacher Aizawa would just castrate him if he were late. Mei just grinned, because she was still consciously processing the information, and even then didn't see it as much of a problem given how lenient her teachers were. Still, if she arrived late it meant less time in the workshop.

Both scrambled to grab their things, Mei stuffing the spider-themed prototype gadgets into the metallic blue and silver armor that was compacted into a school backpack form as opposed to a briefcase, while Peter stuffed his suit in his bag and tied his running shoes.

The two left right after getting everything together, the young hero sweeping his host into his arms and immediately jumping out the window and to the ground, landing feet first with ease. After that they both booked it to school, with Peter easily getting farther ahead than her and then having to wait for her to catch up. She was not at all the athletic type. Eventually he opted to just carry her on hhis back as he sprinted straight for school, using his own athleticism to manuever around people in the block.

They were quick, making it to the campis of the school an hour. And with negative eleven minutes to spare.

The massive door of the 1-A slid open quickly, in the doorframe Peter stood, out of breath, his hair a mess as he hunched over, face dirtied from his way over. All the while all twenty-one of his classmates stared, as well as his teacher, the Scarlet Witch, dressed in a women's white dress shirt, velvet res dress pants and a velvet res suit jacket to match.

Wanda got up from her seat, taking a step towards the young man, who put his hands on his hips. "What happened to you? You look like you just went through a dumpster..." she spoke, grabbing his jaw with gentle hands and looking over his face, his right cheek smudged with dirt.

"M-My train route shut down, I had to run here from the apartment..." He explained, his cheeks lighting a soft red as his eyes stayed fixed off the witch. "I-I left early, but traffic's busy today..."

"Why didn't you webswing?" He heard from the back. It was Gwen, who hadn't looked up from her borrowed book for a second.

Peter squinted his eyes in confusion, still panting softly as he asked. "But isn't...isn't it illegal to use them without a license?"

Momo was the first to speak on the subject. "Not in certain cases. Support Equipment is commonly used to help those with hindering Quirks to better fit into society."

"As long as it isn't dangerous you're fine." Tsuyu chimed in with a croak.

"Yeah, just look at Aoyama!" Kirishima spoke with a grin. "He's wearing a Support Item right now!"

Peter turned his attention to the blonde diva, who's massive sparkling eyes stared straight into his very soul. "Oh...I wish I knew that before..." he mumbled to himself, lowering his head in embarrassment. Then he felt the hairs on his arms stand up, immediately getting his attention. More so how the shiver down his spine had abruptly stopped. Like it was somehow cancelled out. And once he heard his homeroom teacher behind him he figured out why.

"Peter Parker..." a dry tone, stockpiled with frustration spoke quietly behind him. Immediately Peter's eyes widened, much like his own Sokovian teacher. Quickly turning himself around he was met with the red beading eyes of Aizawa, staring him down as his once shaggy hair raised and flowing as he hunched a bit, hands stuffed in his pockets.

As quickly as possible Wanda stepped to Peter's side, reaching out an arm across his chest.

"Hold on, lets not do anything we might regret..." she suggested with passive tone, smiling nervously much like her student would.

For a moment, Eraserhead lifted his head up and towards his new co-teacher, and after his beading red eyes dimmed back to their normal color, his hair falling back down to a relaxed state.

"You jumped into a situation you had no reason being in." Aizawa spoke dryly as he looked back down at his exchange student. "That alone should be enough to warrant sending you back to the U.S, at the least."

Peter gulped, staring at the cold hero in fear of what was about to happen.

"Not only that, but your host's apartment is on a completely seperate block about a mile away from the scene." he continued. Everyone stared, silence filling the air. "So, either you were already out looking for trouble, or there's something you aren't telling me. Because unlike your appearance during the Hosu Elemental Incident, you were there before anyone."

"M-Mr. Aizawa, I can explain! Really, I wasn't looking for trouble!..." Peter spoke out, pressing against Wanda's arm with a mixed look of frustration and fear. But he stopped himself, noticing out of the corner of his eye that all eyea were right in him. Most notably Midoriya's and Iida. After this quick glimpse he focused back on his teachers. "B-But...Can I explain outside?..."

To that, Aizawa raised a brow. Not by much but just an unnoticeable inch. He then stepped to the side, allowing the young man to leave the room, with him following right after. Right after, the door was slid shut from the outside, leaving Wanda with the rest of Class 1-A.

The witch let out a breath, turning to the class while closing her eyes and lowering her head in thought. Meanwhile, Ashido took this moment to enact her plan. Jumping out her seat and onto her feet she made her way to the very back where the feminine spider focused on her books.

"Gwen?" Mina questioned. Gwen looked up from her books at the pink skinned, moth related girl. "I was wondering...would it be okay if Peter sat next to me today?" she put her hands together, interlocking her fingers while twiddling her thumbs. "I...wanted to go over some notes for the written exams..." her eyes wandered off.

Gwen knew right away that it wasn't about studying. Aside from the clear look of nervousness in her smile, her cheeks had a feint, almost unnoticeable green hue mixed with her pink skin. Not that she much cared for it.

"Alright." Gwen shrugged, pushing her seat out and standing up out of her seat. "Just make sure to focus on the notes and not the webshooters on his wrists. Or anywhere else on him." she suggested blandly, before walking around her up to the free desk previously occupied by the pink skinned girl. While that same pink skinned girl grew green in embarrassment, eyes wide at the flustering thoughts of any 'webshooter' anywhere else on him other than his wrists.

"H-Hey! I-I wasn't thinking like that at all! Get your head out the gutter!" she rambled on to no one in particular, while her friends a few rows ahead watched.

"Yeah, she's definitely got a thing for him..." Kirishima stated the obvious.

"I ship it!" Toru announced as she watched with everyone else.

"It won't last..." Jiro declared plainly.

While the small group made conversation on the sudden-but-totally-believable possible relationship of one of their exchange students and the resident acid girl, and Mineta grumbled at the thought of it, the Vice Representative Momo got up from her seat, heading over to the front desk, where Wanda sat rubbing the temple of her head. The young hero-in-training asked to leave the room and head to the office, to which Wanda approved, writing a slip for her to wander the halls. Seeing this, after the prestigious young woman left the room Midoriya got up and did the same, getting approved, though with a more skeptical teacher.

Bakugo just left without asking, nearly busting the door down as he did. The Sokovian teacher didn't know how to really react. But Gwen was quick to jump out of her seat after him.


Peter and Aizawa took their conversation to the principal's office, where he spilled everything. Not about him and his teachers, but about the events of last night that happened prior to the Elemental incident.

Learning of this new information the 1-A teacher was initially surprised, then filled with frustration from the idea that one of his students, exchange or not, having their home invaded by a villain.

Their principal, a small white mouse like humanoid creature named Nezu, deep down was greatly disturbed. Something such as this hasn't happened before. Yes, a villain attack was coordinated on one of the classes, titled the USJ Incident, but that was on school grounds. This was someone's home. Much more dangerous, especially if they were specifically targeted. But from what the young man said that wasn't the case.

The teachers sent him out to head back to class, where Wanda would have full reign, and along with Steve would be the first to find out about it.

As Peter left the office and closed the door behind him, Aizawa let out an exhausted breath.

"This is quite pressing..." the principal sighed softly, setting his tiny paws on the desk.

"It explains why he was at the scene when the attack occurred..." Eraserhead spoke leaning back into his chair. "I don't get paid enough for this..."

"You get a healthy amount of pay!" Nezu retorted, not losing his positive tone even an ounce.

"Alright...Then tell me, how are we gonna deal with this? If they could break in once, they can do it again. The same goes for the other students."

"True...Perhaps we have a fix for this. Something I've been thinking about for a good while."

"Oh really?" the Not-so-well-known hero questioned, only to get a simple nod. With a shrug he got up out his seat, standing up. "Well, while you get that ball rolling I'll call Mei Hatsume's aunt..."

"Are you sure? She may attempt to propose to you again."

"Yeah. Probably..." was his only response.

Meanwhile right after Peter closed the door behind him, he let out a sigh, lowering his head as he shut his eyes in a split second of thought. It was still a lot to take in, being in a world where there are literally schools made to teach kids to be heroes. That, and the sudden fuzzy feeling going down his spine for the second time that day.

"What is that?..." he mumbled to himself as he looked over his shoulder. It was too late to run.

"Mr. Parker! Shouldn't you be in class? Or are you skipping out now?~" Nemuri questioned, leaning up against the shorter Peter's back with a soft smirk upon her lips.

The young man froze completely in place, while the R-Rated hero put a soft hand on his head and slowly, seductively ran her fingers through his soft hair. "You've been so naughty lately~ Tell me, does Momma have to punish her special little boy?~" She licked her lips as she teased.

The young exchange student gulped, shaking some as he stuttered out as best he could. "M-Mr. Aizawa brought me to the principal's office..." he slowly lifted a shaky hand at the door beside them, not bothering to look at his teacher. "A-About l-last night..."

Immediately Nemuri's seductive demeanor shifted, as she lost her smile, gaining a stern expression. "Last night? You were amazing last night! And I'm so proud of you. And I know your teachers are too...You could've done better, but that is why you're here, right?" she ruffled his hair, essentially radiating with motherly energy.

"M-Miss Kayami, that's not what we were talking about..." Peter mumbled. Midnight raised a brow at that, stepping away fron him and rounding to his side wuth a concerned look in her eyes. "A...Villain broke into Mei's house-"

"What?!" was her immediate response. "Did they hurt you or-" she stared, leaning closer to inspect his dirtied face. But he was quick ro pull away, red showing in his cheeks once again. Her favorite expression on his face.

"I-I'm fine! Mei and me are fine, promise..." He chuckled nervously. "I-I'm just...tired...stressed...a little fuzzy?..." In fact this fuzzy, hazy tingle running down his spine had erupted again, and he knew it wasn't coming from his teacher like before.

"Peter?" he heard from behind him, down the hall from where he came from 1-A. It was the Vice Representative, Momo Yaoyorozou, stepping towards him and her teacher while putting her hands together.

"O-Oh, hey Momo!..." Peter greeted with a soft smile, waving lightly.

"Miss Yaoyorozou! Shouldn't you be in class? Studying for the written portion of the finals?" Midnight stepped forward, smiling at her student with her hand on her hip. "I understand your Mid-term scores were the highest of your class, but that is no reason not to study."

"I know, Ms. Midnight. I just wanted to speak to Peter in private..." Momo smiled softly at the hero, giving her exchange student a quick glance. "If you don't mind?"

"No, o...of course not." the American student nodded, growing nervous as his eyes met with hers.

"Well I suppose I'll leave you to it." Midnight looked down at her exchange student. "And if anything else happens, I want to be among the first to hear about it. Understood?"

"R-Right..." he smiled nervously up at her. "I promise I'll keep you updated..."

With that, and a pat on his head the R-Rated hero was off down the hall.

With that the two young students were alone, in the massive hall.

Just them. Alone in a massive hall. Together. Alone. Together.

Immediately as that thought crossed his mind Peter's face turned a bright red, growing increasingly flustered as he stared into nothing but Momo. Though only for a moment, as she cleared her throat, snapping him out of his trance.

"I just wanted to say thank you..." Momo spoke softly, wrapping her hand around her wrist as her eyes peered off. "About the other night, in Hosu. When you saved Midoriya, Uraraka and I." Peter looked her over, growing a small smile at the sign of gratitude. "If you weren't there, they could've gotten severely hurt, or worse. As their friend I can't express how thankful I am that you did what you did! But, as Vice Representative...Thank you..."

"Momo, it's nothing. I did stuff like that all the time before." Peter shrugged, rubbing the back of his head as he looked away. But it wasn't the truth. To him, this gratitude from his fellow students was nice. In his reality he never really got positive comments from anyone. He would constantly recieve slander or indifference from the public, police, and comments on social media, most being from the 'Daily Bugle' website. The only time he did get gratitude from anyone was from his Aunt May, but she also weaved in the idea of giving up the suit for a while after finding out about his secret identity. Ned he felt didn't count, as he was his 'Guy in the Chair'. MJ never said anything about Spider-Man, and though Flash loved the masked hero, he constantly belittled the boy behind it. So it felt good with someone showing their gratitude simply to do it.

But his smile soon faltered as she went on.

"That being said..." she looked back up at him, looking him right in the eye with a professional look. "As Vice Representative of the class, I can't condone your actions in either incidents. Charging in like that was reckless and nothing but. You could've been hurt, even more than you already are." she sighed softly, closing her eyes while crossing her arms.

"What? Momo, I'm fine." Peter stated, taking a step forward. "Honest, just look at me-"

"When you came here you were nearly crippled!" Momo suddenly spoke up, causing her classmate to stop in his tracks. "Then Monoma blasted you, and you couldn't get up. And that was only yesterday..."

Peter stared at her, falling silent while she opened her eyes to look him over. "You're like Midoriya. And Bakugo and Iida...You're obviously quick to jump into danger no matter if you're hurt or not, and no mstter how much punishment you take."

"Is that bad?" the young man raised a brow, growing another nervous grin.

"No, not at all! You'll make a great hero one day. But not if you break your body like you have been..."

She did have a point. Ever since he got here, he'd have gotten hurt in one way or another. Getting weaker with each fight, piling on injury after injury every time.

"And...One more thing?" Momo spoke once more as formally as possible. She cleared her throat, closing her eyes. "When you and your classmate first came here we went out the following night to buy some arrival gifts. But then that Elemental came and...you know...the gifts either broke or were burned away...So..."

Peter raised a brow as she trailed off, watching as her hands elevated to her shirt collar. Without looking at her classmate she unbuttoned her dress shirt, her cheeks turning red once she heard him stutter.

"W-W-What are you doing?! W-We're in the halls..."

Yaoyorozou's eyes opened, as her cheeks glowed brightly and she stared with a look of embarrassment. "Calm down, my skin just needs to breathe so I can use my Quirk..." As she spoke a sparking pinkish light filled her cleavage. It was small, indicating that whatever was coming out small, the size of his hand, smaller even.

She looked down at the process, as a small object materialized. Once finished, the object fell from her chest to floor, but however was quickly caught by its creator. she then looked back towards Peter, who was currently looking away with red in his cheeks. She simply smiled softly. "You can look now."

To that, the young man let out a sigh of relief, turning to the Vice Representative with a soft smile. She stepped toward him, only a few of the buttons of her shirt undone, only revealing just a bit of her skin. In her hand was a Russian nesting doll, which had an appearance almost exactly like his alter-ego, if not a bit cartoonish. "My gift burned in the incident...But I figured, perhaps you wouldn't mind if I made this?..." She extended her hand out to him, her hand open for him to take the doll, which he did.

Taking the Russian nesting doll into his hand he smiled, looking it over as he spoke. "Well, I see it came from the heart. Literally." he joked some. "I love it. Thanks Momo."

She didn't know why, but for a moment, a small moment, her heart fluttered. Only a little, a way it never had with anyone else, not even her parents. As her eyes sparkled some she smiled softly. "You're welcome, Peter..."


Izuku was on Yaoyorozou's tail as she searched for their Amerivan Exchange student and teacher. However in that time he got sidetracked, by one of his teachers. His favorite hero, as a matter of fact.

"Young Midoriya!" All Might announced himself, having suddenly come from an empty teacher's office, which door had 'ALL MIGHT' smacked right in the middle of it, sliding to a stop dramatically behind the young man.

At the sound of his voice Izuku jumped, spinning around while yelping out in shock. "A-A-All Might!"

The Number one hero grinned, his hands on his hips in a classic heroic pose. "There you are! I was about to come looking for you!" he spoke triumphant. He then lifted one of his hands up, pointing a thumb to the door. "Think we can have a chat in my office?"

The young green haired hero-in-training, after calming down some, nodded.

The moment the two entered the room and the door closed, the muscular blonde hero essentially deflated. In his place was a skeleton of a man, with his once magnificent hair a complete mess. The black suit that once fit his massive physique now baggy on his skinny figure.

"So, what do you wanna talk about?..." Izuku questioned, while his mentor took a seat on the couch of the office.

"Nothing in particular." Toshi shrugged as he looked at the student, giving a bony grin. "I just wanted to check on you. After everything that's happened in the last few days. It's a lot to take in..."

"Yeah..." Midoriya sighed softly, grabbing a chair from in front of the desk, pulling it towards the couch and setting it across from his mentor. He then sat down.

Small Might raised a brow. Izuku had gone silent in thought, reminiscing the events he'd been involved with. First the USJ, where his entire clasd had gone up against a ragtag group of thugs playing a villains. Then Hosu, where he, Iida and Todoroki went up against the 'Hero-Killer', on a mission to cleanse society of the shams that were heroes like Endeavor. And now, the Elemental incident in Hosu.

"Well?" he question, clapping his hands together and causing the young man to jump a little.

"Y-Yeah, everything's alright..." Midoriya stuttered some. "Gwen and Peter are really nice! Mostly anyway. I haven't talked to them much, but I know they're good classmates. Everyone's getting along with them pretty well and-" he began blabbering on, getting lost in his thoughts on them. So much that one could actually feel the 'Blahs' coming out of his mouth. Mostly about how the Exchange students resolve through the last two attacks.

Toshi was quick to calm him down, leaning forward while swing his arms in and out to get his attention. "Midoriya, calm down! You're rambling again!"

To that, the student stopped in his vverbal tracks, looking up from the floor with a look of embarrassment. "S-Sorry..."

"Gaah...It's fine..." the blonde threw his head back into the cushions of the couch. "You just need to get a better grip on it. You'll never get the top hero spot if you can't stay so composed in regular conversation."

"R-Right..." Izuku nodded, putting his hands together. Something was on his mind, and All Might saw it on his face.

"Anything you wanna tell me? Young Midoriya?" he questioned.

"Eh?.." Midoriya snapped out of his thoughts once more. "Oh...Yeah...I was thinking about the last two incidents..."

"Hm...About those Elementals?" Toshinori guessed. Izuku simply shook his head.

"About Peter and his teachers. They're all at the scenes, usually the first one there..." Midoriya looked back down, cupping his chin in his hand.

"Yeah? And?"

"I just think it's strange..." the young man stated, still in thought. "A few weeks ago one made of water was fighting Scarlet Witch while another fought Mrs. Stark. Just a few days before their students got here...I'm not ruling out coincidence but...All this must be connected...somehow..."

"Yeah, I thought the same thing." Toshinori sighed. Silence then filled the room, onpy for a moment, before a laugh left the Pro. "But ya know, if last night was any indication, they can definitely hold their own. So we don't need to worry about them as much."

"Well...yeah..."

"In fact, given how they move if I gave one of them One For All they'd of probably made it to the top hero slot by now!" the skinny pro remarked, immediately getting a stuttery scattered response of worry and concern from his successor while he laughed up blood.


After their coversation Peter and Momo made their way to class together, the latter buttoning up her dress shirt completely while the former slid the door open.

The scene was fairly normal upon first sight. Some of the students focused on their studies, in preparation of the final exam days away. Some were too focused on the barking of a rabbid dog. And once they actually walked inside they knew why.

"I SAID GET ME OUTTA HERE DAMMIT!" Bakugo snarled as he hung upside down, cocooned in thick webbing, right next to Gwen, who sat at his desk with her feet up on the surface while basically tuning out the deaf inducing screams of her host. All the while a handful of students stared.

"You are a very aggressive person..." Wanda mumbled to herself as she stood behind him, twisting and moving her fingers towards either sides of his head, red mist pouring into his temples as he squirmed, even attempting to bite at her hand.

"What is going on here?!" Momo was the first to speak, wide eyed just like her other standing beside her.

"I webbed Bakugo up. Obviously." Gwen deadpanned as she stared into her lap, reading through notes Katsuki put down.

"Why?!" Peter blurted out. She didn't even lift her head.

"Because he's Bakugo." was her only answer. The young man simply gave a sigh.

Peter and Momo made their way to the back of the class where they sat. In Gwen's real seat Mina sat, looking away from him as he came close.

"Hey Mina.." He greeted with a soft smile, immediately causing her to spin her head around to him with wide eyes and green cheeks for a moment, before calming herself. But not fast enough. "Is something wrong? Do you need to go to the nurse's office, because I can-"

"W-Wha?! No, everything's fine! I'm fine, promise!" Mina blurted out with a grin, the contrasting green glow in her once pink cheeks getting worse. "I just wanted to go over a some notes for the Finals..."

The young man sat down, puttung his hands on his desk as he smiled at his fellow classmate. "Well, alright. But if you're looking to learn something more, I don't think I can help..."

"Do you two need help?" Both young ones turned their heads to Momo, who stood by her seat, looking at them. "If you need it, you simply have to ask, Mina."

"N-No no! I'm fine! Honest, I just wanted to go over notes to help Peter!.." the acid girl was quick to protest, getting up from her seat. But it was too late.

"We can go over everything together." Todoroki spoke up, turning around to the two behind him. "It would be better if we worked together to achieve a better understanding of these subjects." he spoke plainly, lifting up the papers that held his notes.

"Right! That's a great idea." Peter spoke, much to Mina's dismay. Until he continued. "I would really appreciate it. I...usually get by on blind luck when it comes to tests."

"Well you can count on us, Spidey!" The lightning bolted blonde suddenly erupted, jumping up out of his seat with a smirk, while a kid with shaggy black hair stood beside him. What looked like tape dispensers in his elbows.

"We...need a little help too..." Hanta Sero spoke lowly with his unyielding grin.

"Eh...I didn't do so hot on the midterms..." Jiro mumbled softly. "Count me in?..."

Seeing all her fellow classmates, wanting to join to make sure they did better on this upcoming exam, Momo's heart fluttered. Not the same way it did for Peter, which she didn't know why, but it was somewhat close. With sparkling eyes she looked at her friends, a warm smile. "You want me to tutor you all too?"

"I think that's a lovely idea." Wanda spoke out to the class with a motherly smile, the living bomb known as Bakugo still squirming against her mind games.

Suddenly the door slid open, getting the small group's attention. In the frame stood Midoriya, who held the same reaction as Peter and Momo. As he stared at the cocooned Bakugo with wide eyes.

"W-W-What's going on?!"

Gwen simply answered. "Bakugo was being Bakugo." without ever looking up from his notes.


Just another day for her. In her favorite place to be, the school workshop. Surrounded by her babies of all types. The successes, the failures, the works-in-progress, all of them.

Mei had put one of Spider-Man's arm guards on the table in front of her, smiling wide while Rescue looked over the rest, scanning every piece.

"So, whaddya think?" the young inventor spun around to the automated armor, keeping her grin. "Pretty great, right?! It was a collaboration from me and Mrs. Stark, that I tinkered with a bit more afterwards-"

"Kinetic distribution is too narrow." Tony Stark's voice spoke, the armor rueninf its head towardtowards the pink haired young woman. "A single punch would cause an intense backlash and at least shatter his arm." Immediately Hatsume turned pale at the statement, the grin age had stuck on her face as she processed the new information.

Mei turned herself around slowly. back down to the arm guard on the table. "O-Oh...Right..." she mumbled to herself, letting out a quiet laugh.

From behind the power armor stepped closer, holding onto the piece of equipment in its hand as the AI spoke. "The last thing he needs is to brebreak his arms again. Either we dial back the distribution or widen the impact radius. Less backlash." the armor then placed the gear on the table.

Rescue turned its head towards the young woman, scanning her up and down. She had lost her smile in thought of the statement. But was soon snapped out of it when A.D.A.M spoke.

"So you aren't Peter's girlfriend?" he questioned, out of the blue.

Immediately Mei perkes up, putting on her grin as she turned to face Rescue. "Girlfriend?! No, not at all! I don't have time for such trivial things!..." she waved it off.

Rescue tilted its head. "Your heart skipped a beat, ya know. When I popped the question, just like this morning." A.D.A.M stated plainly. "Combine that with what you said this morning to Peter, and that's one of the only logical conclusions I can come to."

Immediately as A.D.A.M pieced the clues together in front of her, Mei once again went pale, eyes wide as ever, falling completely silent as Rescue put its metal hands on its hips. "Love, some would call it. Love at first sight, even."

For a moment the AI could've sworn the scope-eyed inventor's heart rate had erupted from the normal sixty-five beats per minute to ninety bpms. Combine that with how she was red as an apple as she tried denying it pleaing she heard the 'Love' wrong, and he could safely say he hit the nail dead on the head.

While Mei fumbled and squirmed against her own words to justify these coincidental conditions to A.D.A.M, and more importantly herself, the blue and silver armor lifted its hand up, and gently placed it on her head. She stopped in her verbal tracks, looking up at Rescue.

"Now, I could be wrong and all. It could be nothing. After all you two haven't had a 'True Moment' yet, have you?"

To that she raised a brow, intrigue mixing into confusion. "True Moment?..."

"Yeah...Hard to explain." Rescue craused its arms, leaning against the reinforced table as it looked away. "You just...feel it." suddenly the automated power armor turned its head back her. "Before I...the real me, I mean, got married to Pepper, they had a 'True Moment'. She fell during a big battle, and I felt something in me. I lost a part of me I didn't know I had..."

Mei stared as the AI spoke of its original's past event, attempting to think back on a moment she had with Peter just like that, or even just close to that. And her mind trailed back to one. On his first day at school, when she accidentally blew the metal door from its hinges using Captain America's gear. "In that moment, I just changed...for no reason. I realized, if there was one important thing in the world, to me, it was her. And I would do anything to protect her...Even if I had to die..."

At it was at that moment, with wide eyes, red cheeks and no smile, that it dawned on her. And her cheeks were growing crimson in color as she gulped.


The warehouse was dark, draft. Tubes and wires laid all over the contrete floor, connecting to lit containers filled with fluids and screens surrounding one man.

There was no seeable skin on him, with a skinny yet built physique, gunmetal black and red plates covering his entire body ressembling the Iron Man armor. Dim orange lights escaping throughout slits along his shoulders, arms, forearms, and down his legs. His eyes focused on the glowing object between his hands through his glowing orange lenses.

Between his hands, tethered and wavering through orange strings of electricity was a ridge crystal, glowing a dim green as it floated between his grasp. In his possession was the Time Stone. The stone snatched away in the Hosu-Elemental Incident from the remnants of the A-17 'Iron-Spider' nanites.

"Stane!" he heard a familiar voice, and slowly turned his head to the side to look over his shoulder.

It was the Black Ant, Eric O'Grady, in full costume. By either of his sides, the black and white spandexed Twice, and a tall slim man with a white and black shell-mask over his face. He wore a black top hat, a yellow feather along with it to match the dark orange buttoned up trenchcoat, which collar rose to the back of his head. In his hand, a cane.

This was Atsuhiro Sako, the small time villain known as Mr. Compress. With his Quirk 'Compress', which allows him to compress an object or person he encounters through physical contact and store them into a marble state.

"Got your pet. Finally." Eric continued, huffing as his silver helmet slid back to reveal his face. He looked towards Mr. Compress, raising an arm and patting his chest. "Let her out." he groaned.

"Well of course! Uh but...perhaps it's beat if we stand back-" Sako spoke, before being cut off.

"Let her out so I can remove it." Stane spoke, lowering one of his arms while the Time Stone levitated above the other palm.

The trio looked towards each other, Eruc raising a brow.

Mr. Compress looked back towards the man, clearing his throat while reaching into one of his pockets. "Very well...ask and you shall receive..." He pulled out a single marble between his fingers, which began to glow a dim light. He tossed the tiny sphere, and before anyone knew it, with a poof and a quick cloud of smoke a body fell on the floor.

Compress and Eric stepped back, below them on all fours a feminine figure. As the smoke cleared it revealed a woman in blood red goo, moving and enveloping her entire body. Her fingers like claws digging into the concrete floor. Her long, slimy tongue dangling from her mouth, with teeth like daggers and white goo on her face ressembling wide eyes.

Immediately she turned her attention to Stane, shrieking at him as she lunged at him. Pulling her arms back with her hand morphing from claws into an axe type weapon, ready to cut his head off. Only to to be hit with a massive orange streak of electricity, blowing her back, right in front of the trio of Black Ant, Twice and Compress.

The three jumped back, Twice more than the others, while the Quirkless Criminal's helmet slid back over his face, raising his fists.

The blood red Symbiote rolled to their feet, laying on her back as she shrilled lowly, her eyes narrowing. Not even a second later did she begin shrieking once more, in nothing more than pain and agony.

Just as the Symbiote was about to get up, before strings of electricity struck into her, causing her to arch her back as she let out a gut wrenching screech.

Slowly Ezekiel reeled hia arm back, the strings of electricity digging deep into the bloody red goo and slowly peelling it off its host. Then without warning he yanked his hand back, ripping the parasite of the girl.

The three watched on in horror as the streaks of orange static energy reeled back towards Stane, entrapping the monstrosity of blood red goo as it wobbled and splashed.

"HOLY SHIT!" Twice shouted, putting both hands on his head, his eyes wide like his other colleagues.

Sprawled on the floor was a young girl, no more than sixteen, with ash blonde hair tied into twin balld with bangs all over her face. Her yellow eyes rolled back with a demented grin on her face with her red cheeks contrasting her fairly pale skin.

This was Himiko Toga, a school girl with an extreme affinity for blood.

"Toga!" Twice yelped as he looked down to the girl as she moaned, her eyes fluttering. He got onto his knees over her, giving a choked up tone as he continued. "Toga, dear! Talk to me! Talk to daddy!"

"Oh~..." the blonde schoolgirl mumbled while pushing her upper body up, in a bit of a haze with her lips giving an open grin. "That was amazing!~"

"Interesting..." Stane spoke as he turned his attention to the raging parasite. "Most other hosts are ripped apart by this one."

"That was so amazing!" Toga jumped onto her feet, giddy like a child on a sugar high. "Again!~ Again!~ Again!~" The other three criminals behind her just stared.

"The hell is with you people?..." Eric muttered.

"Welcome to Earth-112086..." the masked man retorted, turning around and stepping towards a group of small tank, five in total. Each a different color, black, purple, silver, yellow, black and green, and now, with Ezekiel slipping the entrapped goo into the line up, blood red.

"Did you four acquire anything useful?" he questioned cynically.

The Black Ant was the first to step up, pulling something from the utility pounlch on his belt. "Most of those guys' powers were useless...Found a lot of parts though. Looked useful for...whatever you do here..." he tossed small pieces of metal to the ground, and in the blink of an eye it all grew, into a pile of miscellaneous material.

The fully armored man turned back towards the group, tilting his head to the scrap pile. "Not what we wanted, but this can work." he turned his attention back to the stone on the table, picking it up between his fingers.

"But, simply using this stone isn't enough. We want Stain's ideals to come to pass, we're going to need more power. And more Quirks." He turned to look over his shoulder at Toga, who was near the Symbiote tanks, grinning crazily into the blood red goo. "Without ripping them apart. It'll make things easier to transfer the original power from the original to the Nomu. Understood?"

The schoolgirl simply waved him off, staring inyo the blood red Symbiote and it rippled and struggled to escape, tilting her head and licking her lip. "Don't worry, we'll have plenty more time to spend together!~"

"Where's Shigaraki?" Stane turned to the other three. Mr. Compress was the first to answer.

"Why, he's introducing new faces to our casts! At the bar, of course." he spoke in a semi-dramatic upbeat tone.

Stane hummed lowly, looking back at his work on the table. "New subjects." he let out a soft devilish chuckle. "Perfect."


Before anyone knew the schoolday was over. With extra time to spare, as it was apparently a half day. A breath of fresh air. After rhe sudden increased intensity of these new incidents popping up, it was voted that, until things were under control they'd send their students home early, so there would be less of a chance to put their students in danger. This included afterschool clubs being cancelled until further notice. There was even debate on whether to close the school for summer vacation a week early.

The halls were quick to be filled with the varying studenstudents of varying classes, which included Peter sliding out the door along with everyone else. following suit. He was quick to try and leave. Not because of anything bad, or really relating to classmates, but because of the reoccurring fuzzy feeling he keeps getting.

Evidently this caused that very feeling to come back. Threefold.

Just as he was about to speed-walk down the hall he was met with the growing headache that was the fuzzy tingle down his spine, while a familiar black haired girl of Class 1-B. He immediately stopped in his tracks, even sticking his feet to the floor, causing him to lean forward and lose his balance inches from colliding into her.

She was barely even phased looking up at him, keeping a stoic expression. "Oh, Peter Parker." she spoke softly, as usual as she stared up at him and his face as it grew red. "Hello."

"Y-Yui, hey! H-H-How's it going?!" He stuttered, quick to catch his balance and stand straight in front of her.

"I'm doing quite well, thank you for asking." she intertwined her fingers as she stood straight and composed. "And yourself?"

"Good! Good, I'm good..." he grinned nervously. His eyes wandering away in an awkward manner before focusing back on her as she stepped closer.

"I understand you had another confrontation with another Elemental." She stated, her eyes piercing straight through his. "It was impressive but reckless, and could have resulted in a much worse outcome than originally."

"What? C'mon, I...stopped him...I helped..." he crossed his arms with a nervous chuckle, only for her smile to go away once another voice spoke.

"Helped?! You didn't even slow him down!" Monoma stepped to Yui's side, causing both students to turn their attentions towards him. "If anything you made the situation worse! If anything! But what should we expect from a fame hogging fraud such as yourself?! That'swhy you and your teachers were assigned to 1-A, right?!" he held a smirk on his face as he belittled his actions. Until Kodai swung a closed fist back, right into his stomach, shutting him up immediately with a groan.

"Hey, Monoma..." Peter greeted dryly, putting on a smile as he gave a small wave.

Quickly the Student Council member turned her attention right back to the exchange student, clasping her hands back together. "How are your injuries? Are you feeling any better?"

"Uh...yeah, yeah." The exchange student lifted his right, scarred arm. "This hasn't broken yet..."

"And your torso?"

"Oh, fine...Healed up faster, believe it or not..." Peter crossed his arms in an attempt to keep his cool. Which was working, until another fuzzy tingle ran down his spine. The source, or sources, was from behind him. It was Momo, along with Mina and Denki. When he looked over his shoulder at them, he smiled.

"Hey, Spidey!" Denki screamed out, lunging and wrapping his arm around the back of his neck, grinning. "You're still up for tonight, right?"

"Y-Yeah...I think..." Peter looked away from the group.

"What, did something come up?" Mina questioned, stepping up while the lightning bolted blonde stepped back to give some room.

"No. At least, I don't think so..." the Spider-Quirk user rubbed the back of his neck while he shut his eyes with a nervous smile. "I...Don't know whete Momo lives..."

"Hold on," they all turned towards the 1-B student, Yui, as her classmate walkrd off with a gravel. "What's happening at Yaoyorozou's home?"

"Oh, we're doing a mass tutoring session with some members of our class." Momo explained. She then turned her attention back to Peter. "If you want, I can give you directions to my address. Just give me your phone."

"Yeah! Right..." the young man started, before looking away. "I don't really have a phone..."

"Wait, what?!" Mina stepped in, looking up at him lovely black and yellow alien eyes. "But don't you have to contact your Aunt?"

'Wait, she knows about my-...She's talking about the comic isn't she?' Peter thought up in the back of his mind while looking down at the girl. He gave a nervous smile as he rubbed the back of his head. "I-I lost it, when I got here...Never got around to getting a new one.."

Momo stepped up, crossing her arms at the young man. "Peter, you know you just have to ask." she smiled softly and warmly. She then, like before, began to unbutton her dress shirt, causing the young American to turn red in the cheeks, beginning to stutter.

"W-W-Wait, you don't have to do that, it's fine, I can buy my own phone-" He rambled on, throwing his hands in the air in a quick act of defense on her actions.

"Don't worry, it's fine." Momo insisted, while her classmate Mina looked away, green in the cheeks with a puff.

It only took a moment, as Yaoyorozou revealed an opening in her cleavage, being covered in a sparkling red light as she stared at the young man, who looked down so he wouldn't see. Cute, she had to admit. "You can look, Mr. Parker." she stated.

In just thirty seconds the device was complete. Top-of-the-line, with a red and blue shell protecting it, semi-military grade. She grabbed it, and handed it over to him. "Here you are. With directions, and our group chat."

"Thanks..." Peter nodding, taking rhe device in hand with a nervous grin. "I appreciate it..." he stated as he slipped it into his pocket. Then suddenly he felt an arm wrap around his. With his face turning completely red he looked over to who it was. Yui, staring straight at him with a stoic look still on his face.

"Let me walk you home." she stated bluntly, much to Mina's dismay. However she stayed silent, glaring at the Student Council member.

"N-No no, that's fine! I can walk myself home, I'm good-" he attempted to declare, only for his words to fall on death ears.

"Then I suppose you'll be walking me home." Kodai replied simply. And once again, his soul was released from his body while he almost fainted.


Okay, another fillerish chapter out the way. Mostly.

Now, here's the thing. About everything going on in this story, it seems to be everywhere. And it is. And some things are going to be so disconnected from each other that of course it will seem like random scenes within each other. And technically they are, all scenes are random from some perspective.

I don't know what I'm saying, just that I know where I want this story to go, at least up until the end of Training Camp Arc.

The next chapter will be a side story of Pepper's short time in America, and a lot of stuff is gonna happen. So, please bare with me.

Also, obviously when it comes to the romance stuff with Peter, Mei isn't the only interest. She's just one of, if not the main one. So yes, there will be Peter x Mina, Peter x Momo, and Peter x Yui, strung with possibly even more.

The next few chapters releases may vary, with work and school coming back up. That and the incoming ideas of what could happen, that technically shouldn't be there. I may make a separate story for those oneshot events, if you guys want.Anyway. I hope you guys enjoy. And remember, any and all opinions are welcome.