The next few days consisted of me going to school and arguing with my brother about staying on my own. Finally, he agreed if my transport man would set up something not too far from the school.

Needless to say, I ended up in a decked out warehouse. A huge one.

I turned a corner in the corridor heading to class. I wasn't looking where I was going and bumped into someone and landed on my ass.

"Hey! Look where you're fucking going!"

I looked up. Oh great. This fucking guy.

"Yea, yea. Whatever, dude." I stood up and went to push past Bakugo.

I stopped, standing next to him.

A blonde boy and two of his friends from 1-B, was walking towards us with a sinister grin.

"This shall be interesting." I muttered to Bakugo.

"What the fuck do you want, Monoma."

I glanced at Bakugo. I barely ever heard the guy say someone's name, so I assume he said it for my benefit.

"Oh, I just thought I'd introduce myself to the new girl." He said it with a creepy looking grin and held out his hand to me. "Neito Monoma."

I hesitated, then went to take my hand out of my pocket.

"Don't fucking touch him."

"Huh?" I looked at Bakugo, but he was staring down Monoma.

"Get out of here, you bastard, or I'll blast you."

"We better go, Monoma. This guy doesn't hold back." This guy had dark hair held back by a bandanna.

"Yea. And don't be a dick." The red head girl hit Monoma in the back of the head. She sighed as he collapsed, and picked him up by the collar.

She smiled at us. "Sorry about that. I'm Itsuka Kendo and this is Yosetsu Awase. Class 1-B. Hope you're liking the school so far. I better get this idiot back to class. I'll see you around." Kendo waved and dragged Monoma away.

The boy, Awase, hesitated. "I did try to stop him."

I was about to speak but Bakugo cut me off.

"Yea well, you should have fucking tried harder."

He grabbed my arm and dragged me towards our classroom.

"Uh, Bakugo?"

"What?"

"What was that back there? Who was that Monoma guy?"

He glanced at me. "Since you're new and don't know anything.."

I sweat-dropped.

"..I'll explain. That bastards quirk is to copy quirks, but he can only do it if he touches you. Never trust the prick. Ever."

"Oh. Uh, well thanks. I think." Definitely thanks. Can't afford someone to steal mine.

He turned to face me as we got to the classroom.

"Don't think this makes us friends. I hate that fucking bastard more than I hate you."

I dead-panned. "You don't even fucking know me enough to either hate me or not, dude. Calm down."

He glared at me and walked into the classroom. I shrugged and followed.

Tokoyami turned to look at me as I sat down.

"You came in with Bakugo."

"Uh, yea. I had a run in with that Monoma guy and he just happened to be there."

Tokoyami just nodded as Aizawa came in.

"Alright. For today's basic hero training, the class will have three teachers."

I frowned. Why three? Probably because of when someone broke into the school. I wasn't here, but I had heard about it. Everyone seemed pretty rattled.

"Myself, All Might and one other person."

I felt myself go pale. All Might is here? Why is he bothering with a training class?

"What's the class about?" I didn't see who spoke. Sounded like Sero.

I could feel myself shaking. I had heard rumors that he was here as a teacher now, but I didn't believe it. I bared my teeth. I shouldn't have been so stupid.

Aizawa held up a card. "Disasters, shipwrecks, etc. Rescue training."

Oh well. At least I'd be able to focus on something else. Hopefully.

Everyone started to talk over one another. Jeez, this class is noisy.

"Hey, I'm not done." Everyone shut up.

Tsk. This Aizawa guy really had them wrapped around his finger, didn't he?

"You can choose to wear your costume or not this time." He pressed a button and draws started to slide out of the walls. "Just remember, you're not used to your costumes yet, so they might limit your abilities. Kitia, since you don't have a costume yet, wear whatever you like."

I looked up and nodded at him. I was probably just going to wear comfortable jeans or something.

"This training will be off-campus, so we'll be taking a bus. That's all. Start getting ready."

He walked off and everyone started to stand.

I stayed seated, still shaking.

"Hey, are you alright?"

I looked up to see Ashido. Alien girl. I tried to smile at her.

"Yea, just nervous is all. You know, because..." I stopped and looked down.

"You're nervous about training?" I saw her press her finger to chin.

"Heh. Yea. About training."

Suddenly she grabbed my arm and pulled me out of my chair.

"That's ok! I'll help you! Oh! What are you going to wear? You can't just wear the uniform if you've got permission to wear something else!"

"Uh..."

"Please wear something good to look at!"

Ashido and I turned to see Mineta staring at us with starry eyes.

I glanced at Ashido. "Can I kick it?"

"Only if I get to go first." She said, glaring at the creep.

"Come on, Mineta!" Kaminari came up and started to drag Mineta away.

I heard him talking to Mineta. I doubt he realized how loud he was.

"You shouldn't be so forward. Let's just see what happens. You never know, the outfit might be good!"

I looked at Ashido, scratching my head. "Those two are hopeless."

She nodded in agreement, hands on her hips.

I had changed into my jeans, singlet and, of course, my black jacket. I had my hair tied up and hood over my head, same as always.

Ashido bounced over to me. Jeez, this girl had a lot of energy.

"Oh. Just jeans and your jacket?" She looked disappointed.

I grinned at her. "Oh, come on, Ashido. You can't say I don't look good in jeans, right?"

She grinned back, clapped her hands and laughed.

"You got that right."

We turned to see Mineta and Kaminari drooling on the ground.

"I really want to hit them. In the head. With my foot."

"I would pay to see that!" Kirishima came up to us, grinning.

"Oh, I wouldn't even do it for money. Literally just for the pleasure of shutting them up." I replied, glaring at them.

We all jumped when we heard a whistle.

"Class 1-A! Gather around!"

I sweat-dropped as Iida started explaining how we were to be seated in the bus. This guy needs to seriously break off some of that stick that's in his ass, man.

When we stepped onto the bus, however, it was set out differently, so Iida's plan went out the window.

I ended up sitting up the back by myself. Shouji was sitting in front of me. This guy was interesting. He had tentacle things that he could morph into any other body part.

I tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, Shouji?"

He turned. "Yea?"

"Can I ask about your quirk? I'm just curious that's all."

He shifted so he was facing me a little more. He lifted one of his tentacles and it turned into a mouth.

"Sure. What do you want to know?"

I grinned. "That's so cool. You're strong too, right?"

He nodded his head.

I sighed and looked at my hands. "I wish I was, honestly."

"What is your quirk?"

I looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Tokoyami didn't tell you?"

Shouji shook his head.

Suddenly we heard a commotion up the front. I leaned forward.

"That sounds like Bakugo."

Shouji nodded again. "There's a few people saying things to him."

I laughed. "This oughta be good."

Aizawa stood up and turned to face us all. "We're here. Stop messing around."

I sat back and pouted. "Damn, I was hoping to see Bakugo get taken down a few pegs."

I heard Shouji chuckle. "Don't we all hope to see that."

I grinned.

When we got off the bus, I ended up staying close to Shouji. I was nervous and I think he could tell.

He placed a hand on my shoulder. "You'll be alright. Today shouldn't be too hard. It's only rescues, right?"

I smiled, feeling a little better. "Yea. You're right. Should be fine."

We walked into the building and saw someone in an astronaut suit standing there, waiting for us.

"Hi everyone. I've been waiting for you."

I glanced up at Shouji. "Is that...?"

Everyone started to get excited. "Space Hero: Thirteen!"

"Thirteen?" Huh, well that's kinda cool.

I looked around. All these simulated disasters must have cost a lot to put together. There was a shipwreck, landslide, fire zone, windstorm...

"Wow. They really went all out, huh?"

"Yea. It looks cool though!"

I looked over to see Satou. Sugarman, or something he called himself.

I nodded. "That it does. I will admit that."

Thirteen pointed at us. "It's called Unforeseen Simulation Joint. USJ for short!"

Everyone was silent. Wow, tough crowd.

Aizawa walked up to Thirteen. "Thirteen, where is All Might? He was supposed to meet us here."

I looked around. Yea, where is the guy?

"About that...It looks like he did too much hero work on the way here and ran out of time, so he's resting in the lounge."

I frowned. All Might overdoing it? Was that even a thing?

"It can't be helped. Shall we begin?"

I shrugged as Aizawa's voice cut through my thoughts, and then Thirteen started speaking again.

"I'm sure you're all aware of what my quirk is."

Uh, actually, no but ok.

"It's Black Hole. I can suck up anything and turn it to dust."

Oh damn. Note to self: do not piss Thirteen off. Like, ever.

"But it can just as easily kill. Some of you have quirks like that, right?"

I looked up, crossing my arms. Why did I feel like he was talking to me directly?

"In a superhuman society, personal quirks have been certified and stringently regulated, so that doesn't seem like a problem at first glance. However, please don't forget that there are many quirks that can easily kill with one wrong step."

I shifted my feet uncomfortably. I felt a hand on my shoulder, reassuring me. I looked up and smiled. "Thanks, Shouji."

"With Aizawa's physical fitness test, you found out the possibilities of your own hidden powers."

Minus one. Me. I wasn't there.

"And with All Might's person to person combat training."

Missed that too.

"I think you experienced the dangers of using your powers against others. This class is a fresh start."

Oh, good.

"You shall learn to use your quirks to save people's lives. You do not have powers so that you can harm others. I hope you leave here with the understanding that you have powers in order to help others."

I looked straight at Bakugo. Good luck with that one.

Thirteen made a show of bowing. "That's it. Thank you for listening."

Everyone cheered him. I face-palmed. Why did I get stuck with these lunatics?

"Alright then. First-"

I looked up. Oh no.

Electricity coursed through the ceiling. A portal opened up downstairs near a fountain, allowing people, villians, to pour through.

Aizawa spun around to us. "Gather together and stay together!"

I bared my teeth. Like hell!

Midoriya went to step forward. Good, now's my chance.

"Don't move!"

I dodged around the other students and somehow managed to dodge Aizawa and Thirteen. I got to a pillar and started to count. I made sure I was hidden.

"Kitia! Get back here!"

I lifted a hand to Aizawa and kept counting. Holy crap.

Isn't this overkill? I growled and turned around, running back to Aizawa.

"What do you think you were doing?!" He went to slap out at me, but I ducked.

"Cool it, Mr Aizawa! I was counting!"

"Counting?"

I looked at Midoriya. "Yes. Counting. We can't really do anything unless we know what we're up against, right? Or how many? Well, I lost count at fifty five." I tapped my chin. "I dare say they've probably cut communications as well. Just in case one of us was smart enough to call for help."

"That's...actually pretty smart."

I smiled. "I'm not completely useless, Momo."

She went red. "I never said you were!"

I laughed. "Calm down."

I turned when Aizawa spoke.

"Thirteen! Protect the students!"

I widened my eyes as he loosened his scarf and put on a pair of yellow goggles. What the hell? Is he...?

"Try calling the school, anyway. Hopefully, you can get through. Kaminari, you try to contact the school with your quirk too."

Midoriya stepped forward. "What about you?! Will you fight by yourself? With that many, even if you can erase their quirks-"

I gasped.

"-Eraserheads fighting style is stealthy. A full-on fight with so many enemies..."

Aizawa, Eraserhead, glanced over his shoulder. "You can't be a hero with just one trick."

With that, he jumped down into the middle of the group of villains.

I rushed forward, but Thirteen caught me.

"Don't even think about it, miss."

I struggled, staring down at Eraserhead.

"He'll be fine."

I stopped struggling and whispered back. "You don't sound so convincing, Thirteen."