Screeches filled the dry, tainted air of the abandoned warehouse. Blood curdling, inhuman shrieks of pure agony.

The source, a humanoid figure, male with a muscular but slim physique. Covering his body was a yellow goo, with ever blackening vein like lining running along the surface asymmetrically. The body convulsing, the dagger like teeth visible through its open maw as it floated in a green liquid. Bolts of electricity surging through it as it struggled to escape the monster sized container it was confined in.

In front of it, the man who stuck it inside its prison, subjecting it to this torture. The man that subjected all its unwilling siblings through this pain and agony.

Ezekiel didn't watch, however. His focus was on a computer, his plated fingers tip-tapping all over the key board it was connected to at near inhuman speeds. Upon anyone else's observation, it looked like he was simply typing away randomly. However upon closer registry, one would notice there was a pattern to the lining of code.

He was on task, glued to the screen as he typed away to fill the computer screen with overflowing code. But he halted, only for a moment, when he heard a familiar voice. With a grating double ended tone.

"Yo, Doc! Where does this doohickey go again?" The black and white costumed villain Twice questioned from the other side of the factory, holding up a metallic gasket like device in one hand for the Scientist to see.

"The Anti-matter Subterfuge. And it attaches opposite of the Ion-Convergence tank." Ezekiel instructed with a monotone tone to his voice, turning his attention back to his screen.

"Right! Gotcha!-What's the Ion tank thingy again?"

To that the masked man stood silent, not halting his progress on the program he was creating. Though after the moment he compromised a suggestion. "Why don't you use your Quirk to find out? I'm certain my likeness isn't a one-time use."

"Ah, yeah, well ya see-That ain't the best idea, Doc."Twice seemingly tripped over himself verbally, or more so his personality shifted mid-sentence.

"And pretell, what is the point of keeping you around if you don't increase time efficiency?" Ezekiel questioned, ignorant to the howls of pain coming from the tank.

"Hey, you asked for us, didn't you?" Another voice filled the air, as the head of Eric O'Grady popped up from the other side of the massive machine him and Twice worked on. "Here we are! Working on your gizmo for whatever reason! so cut us some sla-" he shouted out, until suddenly being interrupted by a streak of orange electricity shooting through the side of his eye, sending grey sludge out the other end of his cranium.

"I didn't ask for your input." Ezekiel stated coldly, his arm outstretched with his hand open. As he lowered his hand to his side the body of the Black Ant fell back, seemingly falling apart and losing color, becoming mush as his back hit the floor.

Twice was wide eyed, shocked beyond all belief of what just occurred. This man just killed one of his allies! Or, to be more specific a clone. The real Eric O'Grady was with Mr. Compress and Toga, with the addition of one of their blobs in a tank. But still, he blew a hole through his head!

"I trust the next copy won't possess such a mouth?" the masked scientist questioned, not even bothering to look at him as he returned to his computer. Much to Twice's dismay. For once he didn't reply with anything. No back and forth contradiction, no witty snark. Just terror.

"I take your silence as confirmation." Ezekiel concluded. "It will take thirty more minutes until Subject Three has completed Bond Synthesis with its host. After that, bring in Muscular for his treatment."


Daisy slammed a folder onto the eooden surface of the desk in front of her, in her small room. A room that wouldn't classify as an office, but did anyway. It barely fit her and the four other people there, Steve, Pepper and Quentin and Motto.

"Okay! Archive this. Absolute Nightmare Files, get on it." Daisy instructed the silver-rooted blonde, sliding the folder to her, of which she took.

"Right..." Motto huffed, and in the blink of an eye left, bolted out the room in a blur.

With her gone Daisy let out audible groan, motioning back into her chair and reaching down towards one of the drawers of her desk to pull open. "Seven years I spent trying to make the world a better place. Seven years! And now it all goes up in smoke because your kid fucked over an entire Multiverse!" Her mumbles elevated into a full out shout towards the three remaining heroes, oulling out a glass bottle of whiskey.

"He thought he was doing what was right." Steve said, stepping up.

"If he didn't do what he did half of our universe would've died." Pepper added, only for their opposition to snap back.

"True true." Daisy replied calmly with a sarcastic tone, before her voice revved back up into that of pure rage and frustration. "So he dammed four universes to a fiery death instead!"

"We can still fix this!" Quentin stated. "We have the Power stone, we just need to gind the other four."

To that, Daisy narrowed her eyes, tapping her glass bottle. "So we have to find four more stones...of which we have no locations or even clues for! And, apparently, one that's in All For One's hands!"

"Hey, c'mon lets stay optimistic here guys." the sorcerer suggested. "It could be worse. All For One or Thanos could have all the other stones."

"Screw off!" Daisy spat at him, twisted the cap of her bottle, and put the end against her lips before letting the liquor flow into her mouth like it was water and she hadn't drank in weeks.

"Okay, okay!" the armored Avenger stepped in front of the sorcerer, looking down at the drunk as she gulped down half the bottle. "This came from us! We will handle it! Alright? It's our responsibility."

"Oh! Oh that's cute." Daisy spat out sarcastically, slamming the glass bottle down and looking back up at the woman. "And how are you going to do that? Cuz it doesn't look like you have a way to track them. None of you do. Am I wrong?"

"You let us worry about that." Quentin chimed in once more. "This is our ball field. Just keep this under wraps from your big boss and we'll be out of your hair in a few weeks."

The walking wine cooler simply narrowed her eyes at that, giving a look of skepticism. And why wouldn't she? She didn't know these people. Much less did she trust them, considering just a few minutes prior they were all aiming to carve each other's throats out.

But, obviously this entire situation was out of her control. Meaning if she wanted everything to get fixed she'd need to let these other-worlders do their thing and collect these stones. Hopefully without dragging her organization's name down through the mud.

Daisy let out a soft sigh, lowering her head and shutting her eyes. "You get those things as fast as possible, and fix your kid's mess..."

"We will." Steve nodded.

"Now get out of here so I can lose my mind over this shit..." the brunette huffed, not even bothering to give the three her attention after that.

And with that, the group left for the door of the office, leaving through the doorless frame. All except for Beck.

At the doorframe he stopped, looking over his shoulder to the woman sitting at her desk, lifting her bottle of whiskey and ready to pour the contents into her mouth. Only to halt at his voice.

"Ome more thing." Quentin declared, only to recieve an audible moan of annoyance as sge looked towards the sorcerer. "U.A. The hero training school."

"Yeah, the best hero school in East Japan. What of it?" she questioned.

Question simply crossed his arms, looking down at her as he continued. "I need you to do something for me. And before you ask, yes it is for the sake of making sure we don't all die."

"Oh. Great. And what can this lowly peasant do for the great Wizard of Oz?" Daisy questioned sarcastically, to Beck's detriment.

"You could call your old fling. That'd help a lot. It's not needed, but it'd help." Quentin shrugged with a smug look. All getting the woman to quiet herself. "No, what I need you to do is a bit less drastic...But needed. First off, I need you to make a call to the Fitz's."


The night prior was the same as the first for the two geniuses Peter and Mei. Most of it was preparation for Hatsume's practical exam, but also worked as an outlet to finally restore Parker's suit. Well, as fully as possible.

Their collective tinkering lasted about three hours until the two fell asleep. Or more specifically three hours before Emi made the 1-H student laugh to the point of passing out. Yes, their relationship was healthy. Or at the least, the healthiest either had at the moment.

Peter was the second to awake, alone in his twin bed, tucked under the sheets. Nothing inherently out of the ordinary.

The young man sat up, letting out a soft yawn as spreading his arms backwards to stretch. He then let the dangle in front of him, with his head hanging as he blinked repeatedly to wake himself up.

It wasn't long before he got out of bed. having changed out of the clothes he were a few hours prior and now wearing a plain white T-shirt and shorts. He also noticed something, the U.A issued briefcase right beside the bed on its side. possibly his suit, though didn't know for sure.

He crouched down to the case below, grabbing the handle and leaning it onto its back. After that he placed each hand on either side of the case, flicking the padlocks off and lifting the other end up to reveal the contents inside. And then the door to the room slammed in on itself.

"You're awake!" Emi stated as she looked into the room, causing the young exchange student to jump onto his feet with a startled yelp. It was enough to get a laugh out of the older woman, as she leaned against the frame of the door. "Did I scare you? I thought you could see me coming! Good ol' Petey Tingle?"

To that Peter raised a brow, grown from startled to completely confused. "Petey Tingle?..."

"Yeah, ya know, that early warning Quirk you got." she explained, with a wide grin planted firmly on her face. "That's what Mei calls it."

Cue Peter with a cartoonish sweatdrop and an exasperated smile. "It's just a Sixth Sense..." he deadpanned, much to Joke's delight as she simply chuckled.

"C'mon, I got breakfast for the three of us. So grab a plate and chow down! Cuz you got a big day today, Arachno-Man!" The Street level Pro declared, pointing a determined finger towards the young man in front of her.

All he did was stare silently for a moment, before speaking in a flustered tone. "It's Spider-Man..." he corrected, only to get a wheezed howl from the green haired woman.


A few hours passed for everyone as they prepared for school, and their exams. All on their own ways. For those like Peter and Izuku it was skimming through the notes on the subject Hero-work and procedures. For those like Denki and Mina it was frantically and desperately attempting to cram the information from last night back into their brains. People like Iida, Todoroki and Momo weren't as concerned however. They were confident enough in themselves that they knew what they were doing both for the written portion and the practical portion.

And eventually they all lead back to their hero academy. All making their way through the open gates and onto the massive campus.

For what seemed to be a daily routine, the arachnid theme hero and his host made his way towards campus together. Except this time the Pro hero Ms. Joke was right by them.

"I mean, yes, the elasticity of it is amazing! But just because you're spider themed doesn't mean you have to use that webbing compound in your wrist bands!" Mei stated as the two walked together.

Peter simply chuckled softly, looking away with a soft smile. "But an entire harness is gonna be a little clunky. And couldn't they get really entangled too?"

"Not my harnesses!" Hatsume declared proudly as she put her hands on her hips, smiling brightly. "Have you watched this year's UA Sports Festival?"

"Eh...No?..." the young man replied quietly, only to jump.

"What?!" Mei hollered out, like she had just found out someone killed her loved one. All the while her Aunt let out a fit of laughter. And their combined disturbance turned all their attention to the three as they stopped their walk through campus.

"Oh Peter," Emi chuckled as she calmed her laughter, patting the young man's head from behind. "Your class was actually at the top of the festival charts. If I'm right, they filled the entire second round qualifiers." she explained, smiling down at him.

"I was part of it too!" The young inventor spoke proudly once more while standing tall, only to hunch over in a depressing manner. "But then I was disqualified..."

Chiming in Ms. Joke leaned closer to Peter, holding a hand up to the opposite side of her face. "She was advertising her inventions instead actually participating." she added with a soft chuckle at the thought. Meanwhile her niece continued.

"I had so many more of my precious babies to show those investors!" Mei huffed, obviously still a bit hurt on that subject, but hid it behind a smile as she shrugged and put her hands on her hips. "But no matter! The greatest inventors in history didn't get where they got easy, right?"

"That's right!" Emi grinned, giving a thumbs up to the young inventor. "After all, the true making of a hero lies in their resolve!" She then turned back to Peter, both hands back on her hips. "That right, Petey?"

"Yeah!" The young man nodded. He couldn't deny, it did bring a smile on his face heading those words. Either that or the contagious grin her and Mei had. Or maybe both.

"Peter!" they suddenly heard, a familiar voice to the young man, while he turned to the direction his name was called from. Only to be met with the pink feminine body of his classmate, arms wrapping around his waist tightly as they both stumbled a bit.

"M-Mina? What're you doing?" Peter questioned, confusion racked in his voice.

"Peter help me!" she wailed, looking up at the exchange student with her big black and green eyes. Immediately the young man jumped into hero mode.

"What's wrong. Is there something going on? is someone hurt?!" he questioned as he looked down at the pink skinned girl.

"I need help going over last night's notes!" Mina blurted out, completely distressed. Meanwhile Peter just gave a single sweatdrop.

He'd figured that was the case, considering their teachers were much more qualified for any emergencies than him.

"Oh...Well we can go over them together, if you want." he shrugged. Of course he didn't think much of it, however Mina's eyes gleamed with joy, for an abundance of reasons. And unbeknownst to anyone one of those very reasons left his host seething with...jealousy?

"Peter! Our classes start soon! We shouldn't daddle! You won't mind walking me to class, will ya?!" Mei blurted out, stepping closer and grabbing the young man's hand with a surprisingly firm grip. Much to his classmate's dismay.

"H-Hey! I'm part of his class, we're going the same place, shouldn't we go to class together?" Mina questioned, her arms wrapping around Peter's waist.

"But we have bunch of new babies we need to work the kinks out of before his practicals!" the inventor refuted without even thinking about it, all while the young man between the two grew red, while his host tugged on his arm. He wasn't the only one.

"W-Wait what?!" Ashido grew wide eyed looking at the pink haired inventor. She didn't really know the girl enough to know what she was talking about.

"Inventions! She's talking about inventions she made for me!" Peter attempted to clarify.

While they bickered the pro hero Ms. Joke struggled to contain her laughter. It was adorable to see her niece play tug-of-war with another girl for a boy.

"Well...you're his host, aren't you? You could've tested them before you got here!" Mina argued, pulling Peter closer to her, just barely.

"Girls-" he attempted to interrupt.

"No, because last night he was with you and the rest of your class, studying for whatever reasons!" Mei countered, pulling the Spider-Quirk user closer to her.

"I know, which is why I need him to help me with these notes!" Mina declared, pulling her classmate back to her.

Then they both felt a blunt force hit both of them on the top of their heads. More specifically a force field pushing down on their heads like gentle fists. It was enough to snap the two girls out of what they had been doing.

"That's enough you two!" They all heard from behind them, all turning their heads to see the Stark Academy Homeroom teacher Wanda Maximoff. Her hands on her hips. She wore black dress pants and a black dress shirt under a red leather jacket. "The last thing anyone needs is him back in the nurse's office."

The young man let out a breath of relief at that. Even though he didn't much know her, and was pretty sure she threw him into the side of a jet at one point, he was glad to see someone who would get him out of this awkward situation.

"You all have exams to get to, so don't waste time fighting for who gets to walk with him to class." Wanda continued, to which both girls nodded, one with a flustered look.

"Okay, how about this," Peter started, to which all the girl's eyes moved their sights to him and his nervous grin. "I'll walk to class with Mina, and we can go over notes. And after the exam I'll come by your workshop to see the inventions you made. Fair?"

To that the inventor looked away, putting her hand on her chin. "No!...But it could work..."

"Good. Now get to class! Don't loiter around!" The witch instructed, putting a single finger up.

With that the three students left for their respective classes. Peter and Mina to 1-A together, and Mei to 1-H all alone with a heart full of unbeknownst jealousy.

The witch simply let out a soft huff watching the three leave, lowering her head. At least until the Joking hero filled the air with her upbeat voice.

"Aye, I know you!" she started, gaining the immediate attention of the Stark Academy teacher. "You were on the news a while ago. Fighting that water giant."

"I wouldn't say I fought it...More held it off..." Wanda shrugged as she looked away.

"Whaddya mean? That thing was massive! And you took it on like a champ!" Emi grinned, giving the young woman a pat on the back. "No wonder Petey's jumpin' at every opportunity to fight a villain, if you're his mentor!"

To that the American hero chuckled softly, looking away with a soft smile. "N-No, I'm not one of his mentors. Not really sure he even cares about me..."

"Oh don't say that! I've only known him one night and I can tell he cares about everyone around him." Joke shrugged with a smile. "But if you aren't his mentor...what are you?"

"Oh, well that's simple." Wanda perked up, smiling at the pro. "I'm his co-teacher for our time here. With Shota-"

"Shota? As in Shota Aizawa?" the green haired woman leaned a bit closer towards the homeroom teacher, while she leaned away some.

"Y-Yeah! Why do you ask?...How do you know?..."

To that Ms. Joke leaned back, looking away with a mass grin as she pur both hands in her hips. "What woman wouldn't know the name of her future husband?!" She stated, before letting out a dramatic fit of laughter. All while the Scarlet Witch stared in confusion. Because Aizawa never said anything about marriage with anyone.


"So...Engine calves and...a tail..." Carol questioned slowly as she walked through the halls of U.A, in more formal wear than she believe she had ever worn in her life. I. a grey business suit with a plain tight skirt reaching down to her knees...and heels. It was a loaner suit from Pepper, and it was obvious considering several factors.

Beside her, walking along with her was her fellow captain Steve. He wore a bit less formal clothing than the others, a simple blue collared buttoned up shirt and jeans.

"Yeah, I know. I was weirded out the first time too..."

"One of these kids can make spores?" Carol groaned in disgust. Not towards the girl in the files, just the thought of mushrooms everywhere. "That's so weird..." She whimpered, before looking up and towards Steve, as well as his stoic expression. "The power, I mean. She looks nice. Very friendly. A-All of them look like they could make great heroes-"

"Carol, Carol." Steve halted her words as he stopped in her tracks, of which she had as well. "Everything's fine. Alright? You're going yo do great."

To that the intergalactic warrior frowned softly. Easy for you to say, 'Oh Great Captain America'! I never taught anyone before..." she huffed, looking away.

"Trust me, it's as easy as it looks." The Veteran assured, much to her dismay.

"It looks pretty hard!" She groaned softly, lowering her hand to her sides as she scrunched a bit in the face just thinking about it. "The eyes on you? Others desires to learn from you? The way they look up to you?! Ugh, just the thought's enough to give me an anxiety attack..."

With that Steve let out a feint chuckle, putting his hands on either side. "Carol, it's not that bad, I promise once you get used to it you'll be a natural." He stepped forward once more, as he looked back at her, gesturing with his hand for her to follow. "I'll show you. C'mon."

With that he lead his fellow captain further down the hall, to the door of her assigned classroom. Class 1-B. And almost immediately Carol was shaken. "W-Why is the door so big!" She blurted out. Not for good reason, just as a way to vent her overflowing anxiety. "I-Is there a giant guy in there? Is he a student?! Oh GOD my student's a giant!-"

"Carol, it's alright-" Steve started in an attempt to calm her nerves, which immediately failed.

"No, I'm sorry but I can't do this!" the blonde woman blurted, beginning to walk. "I can handle aliens, intergalactic threats, hell even dimension hopping! But this is way too much!" she continued as she sped off swiftly for the exit...

In place.

Steve sighed softly, a firm grip on the back of her collar and easily lifting her entire entire body just a few inches off the ground to keep her from running off.

"You can't just run from your problems, Carol." Steve sighed, to his fellow captain's extreme dismay.

"Like hell I can't!" She looked back with an animalistic growl. Or more so, the desperate breath of prey attempting to escape the grasp of a predator.

She squirmed and struggled viciously, like a cat trying to free itself from its owner's grasp, as she balled her hands into fists, glowing gold with photonic energy. However, as quick as that radiant energy sparked, it was extinguished, and in its place was the shiver down her spine, as well as the feeling of her head burning, like a laser drilling into her skull.

"Ah hem." Spoke a dry, emotionally drained voice behind them. The two turned their attention to the source, their bodies tensing at the sight of him. "Is this one yours?"

In front of the two stood the homeroom teacher of Class 1-A Shota Aizawa, staring them both dead in the eye with beading red eyes. But there was someone else with him. A student out of the bunch like Peter and Gwen. The Pakistani young girl they had met just last night.

"Kamala?!" Carol was the first to blurt out, stopping her struggles to look at the young girl she hung above. "What are you doing here?!" she questioned obliviously, much to both Steve and Kamala's dismay, as the Pro-teacher of U.A was quick to raise a brow at it.

To that Kamala let out little laugh. Though it was obviously forced and filled with nervousness. "Oh, Cap D! I'm in your class, obviously! Ya know, with Vlad!"

"Vlad?" The blonde woman tilted her head in confusion. Which caused the pro-hero to become even more suspicious. In actuality she did know who Vlad was based on what Pepper and the others said about him, but she too busy going through sensory overload to remember.

"You know, Vlad? Your new co-teacher for our time here?" Steve explained. the female captain simply stayed silent, staring blankly and intensely in thought with an intense amount of blinks.

Meanwhile, Aizawa groaned softly, his dry eyes narrowing more as he watched the two, before getting the three's attention with his words.

"What is wrong with her?"

Quickly the Pakistani young girl chimed in, stepping in front of him with a nervous grin and her hands clasped together. "She's just forgetful! She has so much going on she loses track of things easily!..."

"It's illogical." he groaned.

To that the exchange student between the three let out a nervous laugh, turning towards the two captains with comedically blank eyes. It was an obvious cry for help for Carol to simply go along with things for the moment.

The intergalactic captain, out of both terror that she may have just blown their cover by accident, and from this newfound fear of the man before them, let out a nervous chuckle as well. "V-Vlad! Right, I remember now!" she spoke while raising a single finger and tilting her head. "P-Pepper's said a lot about him, I can't wait to finally meet him!"

"Me too!" Kamala chuckled nervously with the blonde woman.

The tired pro simply stared at the three, giving a deadly glare that itself could cut through rock. All the while the three practically held their vreath for what seemed like an eternity under his gaze.

And finally that gaze receded, as Aizawa lowered his head and shut his eyes with an exhausted sigh. "Uh huh. I'm glad you two are excited, I guess..."

Under their breaths the two women let out a huff of relief comedically while the man turned away.

"Alright, stop standing around then. Don't keep your class waiting, Miss Khan." Aizawa spoke as he walked off, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Watching him walk off the Pakistani young girl looked towards her two other teachers, smiling nervously. "Now I know where Ms. Johnson got ger glare..."

"Kamala, what're you doing here?" Steve questioned, setting his fellow dimension-hopper down to her feet.

"Uh..Well, ya see, Ms. Johnson wanted us to get a better feel of the place, so she asked Mister and Missus Fitz to...hack into your skeleton school database and put us in! For the time being..." The young woman explained. Though in doing so she subconsciously broke eye contact with Steve. Though she was just as confused as the two standing in front of her. Why would Daisy suddenly enroll her in a school after weeks staying cooped into one space?

Steve and Carol both thought that same question. But the more urging phrase came before then.

"Us? Us, what do you mean 'Us'?" Carol asked, stepping closer and leaning in a bit while Kamala stepped back, gulping softly.


"Mrs. Stark!" Pepper heard as she walked through the halls of the Support Hero Course building. She turned around behind her, smiling softly as she saw the familiar young figure running towards her.

It was Mei Hatsume, with her signature grin. "Mrs. Stark, you're back!"

The Quirkless older woman smjked down at the young girl, speaking for a moment. "Well of course. I wouldn't be a good teacher if I just up and left."

"True! Er, that is true." Mei replied as she came to her teacher's side as they walked. Almost immediately she began on her tangent, grinned ear to ear. "I met your suit's onboard AI! Do you know how he did it?"

"Who?" Pepper turned her head to the young girl, who seemingly jumped in response.

"Your husband! Tony Stark!" she replied. "He said he was based completely off him. Not just programmed to act like him, his code has such unique coding to it, and he's so versatile!"

To that the business woman let out a bit of a sigh. "That's my Tony..." She smiled softly at that. Though it seemed to falter seconds after. She may have been occupied with Peter and Gwen and hunting down the five Infinity Stones, but she was almost getting nowhere, aside from the single stone already in their possession.

And now with the additional threat of this 'Universal Convergence' coming their way, her mind was clouded even more. The whole time, each step asking herself 'What would Tony do? And could I do it too?'

And where was he? That question consumed her thoughts everytime it arose. And it hurt knowing she didn't have an answer. Especially now. She needed him, and so did Peter.

"Mrs. Stark?" she heard beside her, and snapped out of her thoughts. She looked towards the young inventor, who looked up at her as she took off the metallic blue and silver backpack she wore. "You alright? Ya seem all...depressed."

Almost immediately Pepper perked up, smiling brightly for her student. Though it lacked substance behind it, something the young inventor was quick to catch on. She's seen her fair share of such acts of deception. She just never pressed into it. Too much awkward interaction for her.

"It's nothing," the older woman shrugged, turning towards the pinkette with that same smile. "I was just...thinking about something. But I'm fine, I promise."

"Alright!" Mei grew back her grin instantly. "Then we should get going! Or else I'll be late forthe exam!" she spoke with vigor, spinning around and walking towards her destination. She didn't even realize she hadn't given the Rescue backpack back to its owner.

Without much more disturbance the two made their way to Class 1-H, with Mei sliding the door out the way to let them in. The first thing they saw was the teacher's desk, with a small man in a suit, with orange messy hair seemingly covering his vision.

Maijima Higari. The main teacher for first year Support Hero Course students, and effectively enough the host of Pepper Potts for the time being. With his Mutation Quirk: Iron Claws, he can burrow and dig through tough material and terrain. More commonly, dirt and earth.

The Pro Hero Teacher Powerloader looked towards the two women, smiling just a bit towards them. "Welcome back, Mrs. Stark. You enjoy the trip?"

"As much as possible. It was all business after all..." Pepper sighed softly.

"Eh, it could be worse." Mei shrugged while looking away. "You could've destroyed your suit like Peter! That would just be a tragedy!" She was being completely serious with that statement, and both teachers couldn't help but at least chuckle because of it.

"Alright. Now we're just waiting for one more..."

Hearing that Pepper tilted her head in confysion. She then turned towards the small group of students. Because of lack of demand for Support Heroes the classes for them were smaller than main course classes, usually maxing out at ten kids on average. So, why was there all of a suden an eleventh seat in the back?

Suddenly the door to the room opened behind her and Mei, causing her to look back at who had just entered the room. Only to realize who it was.

Peni Parker. The same Peni Parker she and the rest of her team had found out was from yet another universe. Her powers undetermined and her skillset unknown, her one saving grace was the twenty foot red and black mech.

What caught Pepper off guard, however was the U.A uniform she wore, along with what looked like boots instead of the regular shoes.

'P-Peni?!"

"Mrs. Stark!" Penni grinned, jumping forward some as she looked up at her so-called 'teacher'.

"Mei Hatsume!" The pink haired inventor called out, getting both of their attention. While the ahoge haired young girl chuckled, the armored Avenger gave a soft sigh.

"Mei, Peni, go sit down." Pepper said softly, closing her eyes as she attempted to calm herself. "Class should be starting soon..."

"Right!" Both girls spoke out in enthusiastic unison. Both nodding and giving an ecstatic grin. "It's great to have you back, Teach!"

Then they both froze, and quickly spun their heads to face each other in a conjoined state of confusion.


The walk to Class 1-A, compared to everyone else, was a rather normal turnabout and commute. Peter had simply gone inside the main course building, and went to his class with Mina. His sixth sense wasn't at all rattling the back of his head for reasons he had no idea why. No, that tingling definitely was not the result of running into Momo on his way there. It absolutely was not the fuzzy feeling going down his spine, which for some reason only occurred because of her! And it did not get worse as he got closer to the door of their class!

"Ugh..." He couldn't help but let out a groan, rubbing his temple as he, Ashido and Yayarozou walked.

They were quick to take notice, Momo turning towards the exchange student after putting a hand on the door. "Peter? Is something wrong?" She questioned with a raised brow.

The young American shook his head at that, before looking at her. "No, I'm alright. Just...got a headache remembering last night..."

"Oh!" She couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at that. "Of course. I understand, it must've been a lot to take in..."

"Nah, not really." He shrugged. "I put most of it into practice, anyway..."

"Against many people's better judgment." Yaoyorozou added.

"Right..." Peter looked away. Of course, she wasn't fond of him going of his way to fight villains on public streets. Much less destructive ones like the Elementals. And even less if he was hurt afterwards.

However she had to admit, she couldn't help but admire such determination to do the right thing. Or was it stubbornness? Either way, he wasn't one to give up on something. He was too driven, though by what she didn't know.

"Oh blah! You were amazing! And besides, we shouldn't think about all that now!" Mina stated.

"You're right." The wealthy young hero-in-training nodded. "We'll ace this test, together!"

"Right!" Peter nodded, and with that grew a bit of a smile.

"Yeah!" Mina grinned. She wasn't the best with tests, but she was sure with Peter's added input before the test that she could at least get a passing grade.

"Are you three done?" spoke a gruff, low voice that held a hint of aggression.

Peter and Mina jumped back some at the sound of the familiar voice, turning their head to see his fellow American classmate and her hothead host.

"Gwen, come on!" He seemingly whined, much to her confusion.

"What?" She questioned with a monotone voice. "Did we scare you guys?"

"A little..." The pink skinned hero-in-training replied with an exasperated huff.

Momo gently scratching her cheek with her finger. "It's fine though. You didn't mean to do it...Right?"

"Right." Her response was practically instant. Her monotone voice getting a sweat drop from the two in front of them. "Anyway, lets get this over with."

"You're eager for a test?" Mina questioned.

"I'm eager for what comes after it." Gwen clarified while stepping forward.

It wasn't long until the door to Class 1-A slid open, allowing the five students inside to take their seats. Except for Mina and Gwen, who switched seats so that Peter and Momo could tutor with the acidic girl last minute.

The minutes flew by for all twenty two students attending the class, brushing up on the subjects at hand. Most notably Midoriya, Sero and Denki. Though, for distinctly different reasons. And it ended with Eraserhead's Co-teacher walking inside with an exasperated sigh.

"Whats with you?" Aizawa questioned, only glancing up at the witch to see her bright red face.

"I met your fiancee..." Wanda huffed, arms crossed and eyes closed. "She's...radiant."

"I don't have a fiancee." The 1-A teacher deadpanned, not bothering to even look up at her once he turned his sight down to the papers in hand. "And I don't intend for that to be the case. Ever."

"Huh. Isn't that ironic. While you insist that, Ms. Joke seems quite optimistic about you two getting togeth-"

"Pass these out." Aizawa interrupted abruptly, as he extended his arm up to her, with exam packets in hand.

The witch didn't say anything, and simply took them. Why ahe was the one passing these packets around, she didn't know. But she had a clear idea.


Total testing time lasted about two hours. Enough time for the classes of U.A to finish their finals. Some with well earned grins of enthusiasm, some without. some...like Todoroki.

For some like Momo, it was like a cakewalk. For others like Sero, it was...less than that. However, regardless, after this written portion came the true trial of their abilities.

"Uugh..." Ochako whined solemnly, rubbing her temple. She hadn't come in the most enthusiastic of her class, and though she was certain of her answers...she wasn't certain of her answers. The same went double for Denki, Mina and Sero, who all collectively slammed their heads into their desks.

"What's with them?" Gwen questioned while watching the three distressed 1-A student. She found how she did in the exam quite irrelevant to her, but either way she felt good about it. "It's not like it was hard."

Beside her Peter frowned lowly. He knew he at least got a B on the written portion, but it was still somewhat difficult, considering multiple choice moral-based questions. "Some parts were harder than others..."

"In what regard?" the blonde ruened to hee fellow exchange student, tilting her head and narrowing her eyes just an inch.

Just as the young man was about to reply, he as well as everyone else were interrupted, by none other than Wanda.

"Alright! Testing is complete!" she declared to the class in a positive tone, as an attempt to keep an optimistic air in the room. "I'm sure you all did great."

"Their written portion is null and void if the students can't pass practicals." Aizawa immediately chimed in, not even bothering to look up fron his papers.

Swiftly having the wind taken out of her sail, the witch sighed in defeat. "Yeah..."

"Wait what?!" Denki outbursted, getting up out of his seat and immediately grabbing everyone's attention.

"But how's that fair?!" Kirishima questioned with pure confusion in his voice.

All he and his electric blonde classmate recieved was the signature soul piercing glare of their teacher as he raised his vision from the exame on his desk to the class in their seats.

"It isn't fair. It's not supposed to be fair." he said, his tone cold as ever. "Villains won't care about fair. Just like they won't care about the law in their way. Knowledge of the law and procedure mean nothing if you can not uphold it as heroes."

To that, the class went silent. None were surprised, aside from Peter and Gwen. This was the first time either of them even heard his voice, filles with so much conviction instead of seeming so dead inside!

"Any other questions?" He questioned rhetorically. And he, of course, recieved none. "Good. Ms. Maximoff?"

"Right." Wanda nodded, before clearing her throat. She of course got the attention of every other boy before she even spoke. "Testing is finished, officially! So feel free to get up and stretch your legs. In an hour we'll start practical exams!"

"Oh, sweet." Gwen turned her attention to the boy sutting beside her as he almost immediately gathered his things. "Going to see your host?"

"Uhm, yeah..." Peter replied offhandedly, before halting himself for a moment. "Wait, how would you know?"

"Because I'm under the assumption that aside from people in our class and this trip, the only person you know here is your host. Since you live with her now."

To that the arachnid themed young man gave a blank stare.

"What an analysis..." Peter then got up ftom his seat, before walking around the columns and rows of occupied seats.

"Miss Maximoff? I need to head to the Support Course building. I can, right?"

The rookie teacher looked up from her personal desk, which was really a student's desk lined beside Aizawa's. A warm smile lined her face. "Of course."

"Great! Thanks." the young exchange student gave a thumbs up, before stepping to the door of the class and sliding it open.

A select few of the students watched him leave for the halls. One of them, of course being Mina. This was it. Her chance to get him all to herself! She had to take it.

"Uh, Miss Maximoff?" she started, getting up from her seat while raising her hand to better get her attention. "Can I be excused too? I...have a headache and might have to go to the nurses office!"

"Headache, right!" Wanda nodded. She then got up from her desk, fixing the behind of her leather trenchcoat as she did. "If you want I can walk you there-"

"No, no! It's not that bad but I should get it checked out before it gets worse!" the acid girl hastily replied as she mozzied around the bunch of students to the door, pulling it open with a nervous grin. "I'll be back right after I promise, bye!" she concluded, slipping through the opening of the door and closing it behind her.

The witch couldn't help but blink some in confusion. She then turned to her co-teacher, who simply gave an exasperated sigh as he turned his attention back to the exams in front of him.

"Is she...usually like that?"

"Usually perky and hyper or chasing after one of her classmates?" Aizawa questioned for clarification. "Because one of them is a yes and the latter should not be." He then gazed up at the red brunette. "You need to work on your disciplinary skills." he concluded, and with it brought comedic sweatdrop among his co-teacher.

"At least I'm interacting with them..." she mumbled under her breath.


"Pete!" he heard his name carried by the familiar voice of his classmate. The young man was quick to turn around towards the acid girl as she ran towards him. He stopped in his tracks, lifting his hand for a gentle wave.

"Hey, Minn." He greeted happily. It was enough to make her heart jump.

"Wait, Minn?" Mina questioned as she slowed herself to a stop, raising a brow.

"Yeah...I figured it'd be cool if I came up with a nickname for you..." The young man explained, averting his gaze from her for a moment. He wasn't able to notice the green blush lining her face as he continued. "Ya know, something cute. I mean, everyone else has one. Bakugo calls Izuku 'Deku', a bunch of the guys call Momo 'YaoMo'..."

"Uh...I..." she did her best to compose herself, restrain the green in her cheeks. She simply laughed it off nervously, rubbing the back of her head in the process. "Thanks, Webby! But I already sorta have a nickname..."

"You do?"

"Yeah, of course!" Mina snapped her fingers almost smugly while winking at the exchange student. Then she stopped, looking away again as her fingers went limp some. "I mean...it's my hero name..."

To that Peter simply tilted his head, raising a brow with a mundane smile. "You do know an official name isn't a nickname, right?"

"I know, but coming up with a name is hard! Especially since I'm gonna be called that the rest of my career..." The alien girl whimpered softly. "My first name wasn't too public friendly, and I had nothing else..."

"Oh...Well, alright. Maybe I could help with that?" Peter questioned, hesitant to speak it. But he almost immediately got a response.

"You'd help me?! Really?!" Mina asked, giddy like a child, as she immediately turned towards the young man and leaned closer, until they were practically against each other and he had to step back some. Regardless he kept his composure and smile. Albeit with a bit of red in his cheeks.

"Y-Yeah. I mean, what're friends for, right?" he chuckled softly, looking down at her.

And then, all of a sudden he felt it. That fuzzy tingle running down his spine again. It was almost enough to set him off balance, but he quickly caught himself.

It wasn't much, but Mina could still pick up on it.

"Peter, is...something wrong?" She asked with a concerned tone.

"N-No, not at all!" he shook his head, stepping back some as he did so. It didn't at all calm her nerves.

However she knew not to pry into it. She knew Peter Parker's past. It was the same every time, and if this was related...she didn't want to open such a wound.

"Right...So, where are ya going?..." Sje questioned, clasping her hand around her wrist.

"The Support Course building..." Peter shook his head, regaining his composure and beginning to walk. "Mei said she had some equipment she wanted me to see."

"Oh...right..." Mina spoke with a low growl, looking away from the young man as she walked with him. She hadn't met this Mei until this morning, but if she remembered right, she was the psychopath of the Sports Festival that nearly put Iida in the hospital to advertise her inventions. And, possibly a rival for the young man's heart. "That's the girl from earlier, right?.."

"Yeah, she's my host." Peter stated offhandedly. Much to the dismay of his pink skinned classmate, who's eyes widened in realization. That this potential rival had even more ground then her.

"...What?"

"Uhm...She's my host. I've been living with her since I got here. Although, I guess now it's us and her Aunt now... Mina, are you alright?"

The young man looked towards the pink haired girl, as she let off an aggravated aura. It was obvious she was, as she seemed to be pouting. Rather adorably too.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?!" Mina said through gritted teeth, forcing a grin onto her face. "I'm absolutely fine..."

"Uh...Alright..." he nodded hesitantly.

"You know what she's been cookin' up for you?" Mina dug a bit deeper into the subject. She may as well see just how good her products were. Maybe one-up it herself, in some way.

"Not really. The suits fixed, or as fixed as it can get. And she has been trying to enhance my webfluid..."

The two continued to walk through the halls leisurely, both inquiring about the equipment his host had made for his use. With no one else in the way, or behind them, and an entire hour, they weren't in much of a rush.

They didn't notice the man watching from a corner they had passed, in a gray business suit, combed back gelled hazep hair, chiseled beard and emerald green eyes. And a sneaky smirk upon his lips.


"Motto Yohayai! Level one agent of the Strategic Homeland Intervention! Enforcement and Logistics Division!" The young Silvertip blonde announced with vigor. Wearing a formal business suit and a mass grin as she held a badge in hand. A badge affiliating her with the international Hero-Affiliated agency: SHIELD.

And she was waving it around enthusiastically in front of Hosu's police Station, much to the dismay of those same officers and her associates.

"You're...excited, aren't you?" she heard from behind hwe. the familiar voice of one of her partners. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder to see the young chocolate skinned man who wored the metallic black and red suit, Miles Morales. Now in civilians clothing and carrying a metal crate over his shoulder. With relative ease considering the contents inside it made it weigh nearly a ton.

"Yeah, of course! How could I not, they're Shield!" She set her full attention on the interdimensional hero. "I mean...do you have Shield in your universe?"

"Not anymore." Miles tilted his head some as he spoke. To which caused his partner to tilt hers along with him.

"What do you mean 'Not anymore'?" Motto questioned.

"Well after the subsequent death of my reality's Avengers during the third World War, America needed a sword and not a shield, so they dismantled the organization and created 'The Occupation' , which gathers up enhanced individuals or...Quirk users for a majority of horrid things, and rules over the rest of us with an iron fist."

Almost immediately the young agent went silent, her eyes as wide as the smile frozen to her face out of shock.

"So, yeah. Not anymore." Miles concluded as he shrugged, leaving Motto speechless. Then she heard her name, roared with anger just a few feet away from the door to the precinct.

"Motto!" The thick Scottish accent of Leopold Fitz filled the air, causing the young officer-turned-agent to jump up in fear. Both she and Miles looked down from the steps of the building towards the parking lot, where a black can sat, backdoors open and their higher-ups digging through it. "Supplies! Here!...Help."

"Right!" She nodded, and immediately began to move in a blur, zipping towards the van and grabbing cardboard boxes, before running inside the precinct in the blink of an eye.

And back and forth ahe went and gone, in and out the station to and from the van. And in the middle Fitz groaned lowly as he stepped away from the van towards the building.

"She's an energetic one alright..." A woman spoke with a steady british accent to her words, as she walked out of the doors, which were flung open from Motto's velocity. "First official day on the job and already flaunting her badge."

"She's excited." Miles stated as she looked at the woman, only for the two to turn their collective attention to the Quirkless man walking up the stairs.

"She's annoying..." Fitz huffed. "The quick zigzag all around the place, that I can handle. I could also handle her lack of experience with all of it, but-"

"She's young." Jemma crossed her arms. "She's excited to be picked up by an agency."

"She's an idiot." The scientist deadpanned.

"I wouldn't say that-"

"Incompetent." he deadpanned once more. "And besides, this isn't a hero agency! It's an International bureau. There is a difference!"

Just then they all heard a crash. And turning their heads towards the bottom of the stairs they saw the silver tipped blonde speedster, sprawled on the floor with a box full of components accompanying her with wide cartoonish blank eyes. "I'm okay!..." she moaned as she rolled herself onto her stomach and pushed herself back onto her feet.

Meanwhile Fitz turned his attention back to the two beside him with a look deflated triumph.

"Like I said-"

"I'm going inside before I have an aneurism." The agent declared, walking past Miles and Jemma through the open door of the police station.

His fiancee wasn't far behind, coming inside right behind him. "Wh-Fitz!"

While the two higher agents made their way into the building, Miles stood behind, letting out a soft, almost exasperated sigh. "I really hope the others are doing better..."


The door to the 1-H workshop slid open for the two 1-A students, one with a soft smile on his face and the other with the look of unease, having stepped into a madwoman's lair. And to their shock, there wasn't one.

"What do you mean what's the problem with that?!"

"I'm saying you can't put a bomb in my robot!"

"Well I mean, it's only a fail-safe-"

"Do you know how hard it was to write the code in there?!"

Unfolding before them was, of course a debate between the young inventor Mei and the new exchange student in class. And Peter could guess it involved hus host trying to force a new invention onto her.

"Mei, what are you doing?" Peter questioned softly, with an exasperated tone. It took not even a second for her to register the question, turning her head over her shoulder to see the young man

"Peter!" Mei called out. It caused Peni to perk up some, with her ahoge wacing slightly. "You're here! How unexpected, but not unwelcome!" she turned around, clasping her handa together with a devilish smirk.

"You asked me to come here!..."

"Yes I did!" the pinkette nodded proud, before turning around and and turning her attention to the cluttered metal table in reach, surrounded by other clutter along the floor. "I made a few new babies just for you, as pet your request."

"But I didn't request anythin-"

"Hold on!" She suddenly interrupted, stepping back from her table and darting her piercing yellow scope-eyes around the surface. Only to find it was nowhere to be found. "I know I put it here!...Somewhere around here anyway..."

As the young Inventor surveyed the surface for her latest invention, Peni shimmied to the side of her fellow exchanged student as him and his classmate watched.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" Peni asked as she looked up towards her counterpart, scratching the side of her cheek. "Just for a moment. Mei won't mind."

To that, the young man tilted his head some. "Alright..." he mumbled in agreement, while the acid girl behind him opened her mouth to speak. However, before she could intervene the smaller girl grabbed Peter by his wrist before pulling out of the room, leaving Mina alone.

Watching the two Parkers walk off almost hastily Mina frowned some. Of course another girl was trying to get in the away of her and the mad inventor alone.

"Okay, you two go then..." She huffed softly.

"Found it!" Mei declared in the background as she stood up, with a satchel in hand. However her wide smile disappeared, replaced with a look of confusion. Against the new exchange student's prediction she immediately noticed the lack of Arachnid themed geniuses in the room.

"Huh? Where'd they go?"

"Eh...They wanted to talk in private..." Mina explained in a low tone as she looked away from Hatsume. She was obviously uneasy about being near her. Even more so alone.

Meanwhile, after the two young exchange students stepped far enough away from the madwoman's workshop Peni stopped. She looked ahead of herself, then behind her down the hall. There was no one around. It was safe.

"So, what did you wanna talk about?" Peter questioned with a raised brow.

With a smile the young mechanic looked up towards him, putting her hands on her hips and looking him up and down. "So...you're the guy, huh?"

"Uh...The guy?"

Suddenly the young man was tuggws forwards, as his tie was gripped and yanked down towards her short level.

"You're the one that SCREWED ME!"

His eyes went wide at that, the only things leaving his lips nothing but stutters. "W-What?! W-what're you tal-"

"Don't play dumb! It's thanks to you that I'm even here!" Peni stated with another tug of his tie. Her voice was full of frustration.

"I-I have no idea what you're talking about!" Peter choked out, and finally pulled away from the death grip that was his counterpart. "Who even are you?!"

With a scowl she stepped closer, causing him to step back un response asher eyes fixated on his.

"Peni Parker! Peni! Parker!"

"Wait, what?!" Peter called out in shock. Pure and genuine. And Peni could see it. "W-Wait, are you?..."

The young black haired girl let out a huff, closing her eyes. "From another universe, yeah."

"So...I guess that means you're here because of me..." Peter sighed as he turned his head away.

"Yup." She huffed lowly and with a groan. "So glad you could accept it so quickly. That means you can get to work on getting me home!"

"What?! How am I supposed to do that?"

"Hmm..." Peni looked up as she put her hand on her chin, like she was in thought. "Not sure. But if I had to guess...with the same things that got us both into this mess!"

Suddenly they both heard the metal door behind them slide open, and with it the voices or the two girls inside.

"No thanks, I'm cool, really!" Mina stuttered out as she backed out the workship, already shaking in terror.

"Nonsense! Everything can be improved on!" Mei replied, like that of a woman on the brink of madness. "It won't even hurt me! After all, I'm doing this for a friend of a friend!"

Both the Parkers turned their attentions to the girld by the door. Both with a sweatdrop forming, but Peter holding a worried look at what was going on. Peni held a simple poker face.

"Huh. I'm actually not all that surprised."

"Mei, c'mon!..." Peter called out as he stepped towards the two to calm them down.

And from afar his counterpart watched. While she did, she couldn't help but feel a smile course onto her face watching. Seeing Peter and Mei and Mina. It brought to mind a story her Aunt told her about her parents, when they were younger. Seeing it played out, warmed her heart.


The hour passed ar U.A, and with it the time for breaks. Now was the real test. They all knew the ropes, they knew what to do. But now was time for them to truly put this knowledge to the test.

The students of 1-A got set, putting on their costumes and heading towards the exam fields. This was the first time he wore that red and blue costume since the first Elemental Hosu Incident, now that he thought of it. And Mina was completely stoked to see it.

"Wow! It looks just like the comics!" The pink skinned hero-in-training gasped as she looked on at the Exchange student in his Stark suit, jumping around him full of excitement.

"The web patterns!" She blurted our while grabbing into his arm and caressing it, much to his dismay. "

The webshooters! The moving eye thingies!" She grabbed hold of his head from behind, looking down into one of his lenses as it narrowed and squinted.

"M-Mina!..."

"Knock it off." The two suddenly hear from behind them. The same familiar voice id the twenty second student in their class. And just like always she made the two jump with utter ease, with Mina landing in Peter's arms.

"Why! Why are you like this!" she cried out. Though Gwen seemed completely oblivious.

"Huh. So that's what that costume looks like." Kyoka tilted her head while putting her hand on her chin. "Pretty cool. Looks like the guy from that cereal box series."

"Wait, I have a cereal?" Peter tilted his head, widening one of his lenses to give a raised brow to Jiro. His answer came from the girl in his arms.

"Yup! Spidey-Bites!" She nodded with a wide smile. Then she looked away for a moment as she mumbled. "It doesn't exist here anymore though. It didn't live up to Japan's health codes..."

Spidey-Bites didn't live up to many health codes in the world. It was only really sold in America, Canda and certain countries in Europe, on the basis it was far too sugary and unhealthy.

"Yeah, it does look really cool." Midoriya spoke out, stepping towards the exchange student to inspect the suit.

It was mostly restored, except for the right hand. While the arm itself could be sown back together, but the hand had to be remade from scratch. Not to mention there were still burn marks all along his right side.

"And your Mentor made it for you?" The green haired boy looked up at him. "Iron Man, right?"

"Yeah." He nodded. "It's meant to be really durable. Not sure whether all the systems work though..."

"Systems?" Uraraka questioned in confusion. After all, the suit was rather thin. Even with their advances their world was a long way from putting a bunch of tech in a thin suit.

"Mr. Parker! Put Ms. Ashido down this instant!" They all heard Iida in the background.

And hearing that both young students eyes widened, and Peter and Mina almost began burning red in the face, before the young man quickly set his classmate down.

"Awe! They're so cute!" Ochako whined happily as she watched. And without thinking the creation hero let of soft huff.

"I can definitely ship it." Toru chimed in.

"Everyone, focus!" Iida called out once more for everyone's attention, only getting a hostile response.

"FUCK OFF FOUR-EYES, DON'T TELL MR WHAT TO DO!" Bakugo roared out.

"I'd give up." Gwen spoke once more, this time appearing right beside the class Representative. "He's far too stubborn to listen to reason, much less simple instruction."

"Eh...Is now a bad time?..." All of class 1-A looked over to the source of the new voice.

It belonged to their exchange teacher, Wanda, standing just in front of the soor to the building they'd be held up in for training. And her attire had shifted somewhat. Wearing a red leather trenchcoat over her zipped up corset, along with matching red leather pants. And the addition of a red crown on her head, along with the soft smile on her face.

"Woah! Teach, is that you?" Denki was wide eyed at such a sight. Her costume really emphasized her features and assets, to the point the grape boy of the class was almost drooling.

"Those beautiful bouncers...They're calling to me..." Mineta spoke, practically entranced seeing his newest teach in such a costume. Primarily the corset.

He only stopped when he felt the force of a truck slam into the top of his skull, enough to crack the ground beneath his feet. Luckily his bouncy scalp was enough to absorb all the impact, and Gwen didn't put that much effort into it.

"I'm glad you like it." the R-Rated hero Midnight spoke, as she and a good few other Pros stepped through the doors outside. Including but not limited to Shota Aizawa, the Cement man Cementoss, a masked cowboy Snipe, Multiplying Hero Ectoplasm, Powerloader, the Armored Hero Rescue, and Captain America, and..an astronaut? Thirteen

"I did help with the design, after all." Midnight continued.

"If you really like it, thank Powerloader. After all, he made all her new equipment." Aizawa chimed in. "It should make this portion of the exams all the more interesting."

"Interesting?" Jiro raised a brow at that.

"What does that mean?..." Peter questioned hesitantly, only to immediately be taken off guard by the answer. Mire specifically, who answered it.

"Now that is an excellent question, young man!" The principal declared, popping his head out from Aizawa's scarf. The owner wasn't at all fazed. Peter on the other hand was just as confused as everyone else. "You see, the crown on Scarlet Witch's head helps amplify her psionic and telepathic Quirk, since she seems to be having trouble with it."

"And it's quite stylish!" Nemuri chimed in with a bright smile and wink.

"That...Wasn't what I meant."

"You mean Aizawa's other remark?" Pepper questioned while tilting her head. "About things being more interesting."

"Yeah, what did he mean by that?" Ochako was the next to ask. But some of the students were already connecting the dots.

"Why would she be wearing it now though?" Midoriya questioned lowly.

"Not just that, but Rescue too." Todoroki spoke out as well. "She doesn't usually wear it unless she has to."

"Yeah, same for Star-Spangled-Banner." Bakugo growled as he gestured towards the blonde captain in front of them.

"And if that's it..." Momo looked down some as she set her hand on her chin in thought. "U.A is regarded as a hero school that thinks out of the box on occasion."

"True." Thirteen spoke as she stepped forwards. "We thought beforehand about a simple practical. Like your entrance exam."

"But given this classes experience these past few months as a whole, we thought we'd make it a bit fairer." Snipe added.

"Fairer?" Denki mumbled in confusion. "What does that mean?"

"It means. we're your Finals for this semester." Steve slammed his foot down as he proudly declared. Much to the class' shock.

"Wait, what)!" Kirishima blurted out.

"How's that fair?!" Denki questioned frantically.

"We're doomed!" Mina whined.

Gwen simply tilted her head. "Sweet."

"Here's how it works." Aizawa started. "We're splitting you all up into teams of two, and pitting you against one teacher. Ideally, you'll all have an objective to complete. Of course, this objective can be bypassed if you capture your teacher."

"Capture?" Peter questioned in confusion. If that was the case, then this practical should be a cakewalk. After all his webbing was made for such a thing.

"Using these." Ectoplasm's voice echoed while Thirteen pulled out a rather bulky pair of cuffs for all to see.

"In addition we'll all be wearing weighted gear, so we don't overwhelm you." Aizawa added. "But regardless we won't be going easy on you. Understood?"

"Understood!" The class of 1-A responded in near unison.

"Alright, who do I got then, uh?" Bakugo asked.

"Hopefully someone who can drag around that inflated ego of yours..." Gwen remarked bluntly while averting her eyes from him, much to his nitrous oxide fueled displeasure.

"WHAT'D YOU JUST SAY?!" The explosion themed hero shouted towards his exchange student. She didn't even flinch.

"That your ego is as brittle and your personality as inflated as your brain is small." she looked up at him with an unwavering look. She didn't even flinch while he growled. But just as he was about to speak, he was cut off.

"Your partner is Midoriya." Aizawa declared, an even bigger dump of fuel on the flame that was his animosity.

"So who am I up against?" Peter pointed to himself while his mask gave a raised brow expression. "Is it the cowboy? Tell me it's the cowboy." his voice showed clear anticipation for the fight. Though, he just really wanted to face off with the gunman.

"Nope." Steve declared as he crossed his arms. He then looked up into the clear blue sky, smiling softly before pointing upwards. "That'd be him."

"Eh?" The arachnid thened young man tilted his head in confusion. Then he felt it, the tingle running along his arms and spine, raising his hairs. The eyes of his mask widened, and he looked up in the air, with everyone else following. It was a massive figure, a man coming down to Earth, right towards them.

"W-What the?!" Izuku gasped at the familiar sight.

"Him too?!" Hanta was dumbfounded.

"Oh no..." Spider-Man looked on, speechless.

"Yes!" His heroic voice echoed out, as he landed feet first in front of the class, his back turned to them as he crouched down to absorb the shock.

Slowly the walking blonde giant stood, his bunny-ear like hair waving in the distance. He turned slowly, looking down towards the arachnid with intensity, as he held his wide grin.

"I am here. Heroes."