"You have all your costumes, right?" Aizawa looked at me pointedly. I nodded.

"Remember, you aren't allowed to wear them in public. Don't drop them or anything."

"Yup!"

"It's 'yes sir', Ashido."

"Yes sir..."

"Make sure that you mind your manners with the heroes at your internships. Off with you, now."

"Yes sir!"

Everyone started going off in different directions. I stayed put, listening to everyone talking for a moment.

"I can't wait!"

"Tokoyami, you're going to Kyushu? That's in the opposite direction."

"Where are you going, Kitia?"

I grinned. "It's a surprise."

I went to walk off in the direction I needed to go but I felt a hand on my hand. I turned.

"Mr Aizawa?"

"There's something I wanted to give you before you left." He handed me something and I looked at it, then up at him.

"Mr Aizawa..."

"You've earned it. Now, earn the right to keep it. Don't disappoint."

I stood up straight and nodded. "Yes sir!"

I got onto the train, finding a seat and studying Aizawa's gift. He had given me his goggles from USJ, but it seemed he had them fixed up and painted red. I looked up to see Iida walk by. I put the goggles in my costume case.

"Hey, Iida." He turned. "We're going the same way. Sit?"

He hesitated.

"Look, man, I'm not to bug you and ask you about your brother. Just figured you'd want company."

He nodded and sat down next to me. "Thank-you, Kitia."

I smiled. "You do need to relax more. That stick is way too far up your ass, dude."

"Kitia!"

I laughed.

Iida settled down and looked at me. "Who are you interning with, anyway?"

I thought for a moment. Not many people knew who gave me offers, so I hadn't told anyone what my choices were. But, this is Iida, and he needs to think about something else. I took out the piece of paper with my offers on it. I had been allowed to keep it as a souvenir.

Iida looked at it, then at me, eyes wide. "That's impressive. Especially since you didn't get far in the sports festival." He rubbed his chin. "Endeavor, huh? What did Todoroki think about that?"

I put the paper away. "He had no idea. I don't think he was impressed, but he did help me with a costume."

Iida raised his eye brows at me. "Todoroki did?"

I grinned. "Yea. He didn't want Bakugo and Kirishima having full control over deciding."

He turned fully to me. "Now, this is a story I've got to hear..."

I laughed and started from when I first saw who gave me offers.

Once the train got into Hosu City, we waved each other off and went our separate ways. I really hope I at least distracted him from his gloomy thoughts.

I got outside and looked around. I had no idea where to go. I looked at the address on my phone. Where the hell was it? I didn't know Hosu City. I had only been here a few times, and it wasn't for sight-seeing.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped, dropping my case with my costume in it. I turned and saw the tall Orca-man, built like a brick shithouse. His wide grin reached his narrow eyes. He was wearing a tan coloured suit and a black cape. I caught myself staring that split second too long and shook my head.

Gang Orca laughed and picked up my case. "I figured you wouldn't know where to go."

"Fuck! Don't do that! You scared the shit outta me!"

"My apologizes. It wasn't intentional." I looked up at him, catching that grin.

"Yea, yea. Sure it wasn't." I tried to hide my grin, but it didn't work.

He chuckled. "Let's go get you settled, and then we'll talk about your internship." He carried my case and led me to the building where'd I'd be spending the next week.

We got to a small building on the outskirts of the city. It was more like a house than a office.

"This isn't an office exactly." Gang Orca said as he unlocked the front door. "It's more like a headquarters as such, for this area. I prefer to be comfortable while staying somewhere."

I nodded. "Same."

He led me through the hallway, pointing out the different rooms off it. One was his office. He showed me the kitchen, lounge room and finally my bedroom where I'd be staying. It was a comfortable sized room. It had a desk and chair, a wardrobe and a single neatly arranged so it didn't look cluttered. He placed my case down and stood in the doorway, watching me put my bag on the bed.

I looked up at him. "What's wrong?"

He smiled. "You just seem so comfortable around me. You haven't asked any questions, even when I know you noticed there's no one else here."

I shrugged. "I've met you before and for some weird reason..." I frowned and shook my head.

"Yes?"

I smiled. "It's alright. So, what are we doing first? Most students are keen to fight villains, but I'm more keen on training with you. I do need to practice more."

"I have a few phone calls to make first, so make yourself comfortable for the time being. If you want to train, I'll be happy to do that, but we will be patrolling and there will be the odd call out. Make sure you're prepared."

I nodded and he left. I pushed my bag aside and placed my case on the bed. I hesitated before opening it. The boys had all finally managed to agree on something that, I quote, 'wasn't too bad'.

The armored top sat halfway to my belly button, covering my breasts fully (thankfully) and went up over my shoulders. It had shoulder plates that were held in place by straps. It was black with deep red swirls, similar markings to the ones on my body. The skirt (yes, skirt) was black leather that hung in thick strips above the knees, with a wide belt. Luckily, inside had sewn shorts. They weren't visible, unless the villain I happened to be kicking in the face, looked up my skirt. I had a cowl that was medium length in the shoulders and chest. That was also black with a deep red trimmings. The boots I had came just below my knees. Black with red trimming, and a zipper up the side. The soles were thick, but not thick enough where it would be heavy. Lastly, there was the goggles that Aizawa had given me.

I had shown him my costume, and he had surprisingly, approved it. Maybe that's why he had given me the goggles?

I won't disappoint you, Aizawa. I thought. I closed the case again and went to make coffee.

I went to walk past the office to the kitchen, but the door was open and I heard Gang Orca say my name. I stopped and listened thought the crack in the door.

"So, it seems Kitia chose me." He listened for a moment and then chuckled. "Don't get all salty on me, Rock Lock, just because you were her second choice."

I grinned, shook my head and kept going to kitchen. It seems even pro heroes can be petty.

Half an hour later, Gang Orca came into the kitchen while I made my third coffee. I had been bored. He beckoned me out the back, where he showed me a sanded arena, similar to the dirt square at the sports festival. He took his jacket off and placed it down on a table.

"Alright. Let's see what you need to improve on. Don't be afraid to use your quirks. It'll be easier to see what you need to work on if you do that."

I stared at him. "You know about my quirks?"

He smiled at me. "Your Principal Nezu may have spoken to me briefly about your situation before you came here."

"And you still took me on?"

He studied me for a moment. "I think I already see something you need to work on."

I frowned, cocking my head slightly.

"You need to not be afraid of what people think. You need more confidence in yourself. Here." He gestured to the arena. "Show me your quirks."

I hesitated, then stepped into it. I stretched my arms out by my sides, then over my head. I took a few deep breaths, then looked at Gang Orca, who had gone to stand a few metres in front of me.

He ran at me and I flung my arm out, creating a shield. He dodged it and jumped, landing behind me. I dropped as his fist came at my head. I flipped backwards, creating a pole. I swung out at him as he ran at me again. He dodged backwards, narrowly missing getting grazed. We stopped, looking at each other for a moment.

"You managed to dodge my shield. Nobody has done that before."

"First lesson: Never expect anything, but always expect everything."

I frowned, but nodded. It kind of made sense. I watched as he started to circle me. I didn't move, I just watched him with my eyes. I got rid of my pole and created a curved sword. I smirked. The Alik'r aren't the only ones with curved swords.

I held it with both hands, shifting my stance. I didn't have anyone to teach me how to use a sword, so I had to teach myself.

Gang Orca picked up two small iron pipes. Fuck. I re-enforced my sword, which made it's blade wider. Damn. I should have chosen something else.

He lunged at me, swinging the pipes. I dodged and swung my sword, but he blocked it. I ducked as he swiped at me, but the other pipe caught me in the shoulder. I felt the crack and gritted my teeth. I dropped and rolled out of the way, my sword disappearing. I jumped up quickly and slipped one hand under my shirt, healing my shoulder, while the other hand created a Naginata. I rolled my shoulder and grinned.

I spun and flipped the Naginata, then pointed it Gang Orca. I was tempted to say something, but I didn't. I ran at him, slamming the end of the Naginata into the ground and kicking out aiming for his stomach. I kept a straight face as he went to grab my leg. I swung around the Naginata and let go, flying high in the air. I reached out, purple tendrils wrapping around his left arm as I held on and yanked myself towards him. I wrapped my legs around his neck.

He went to hit me with a pipe, but hit the shield instead.

"Tsk tsk." I tapped his neck with a sickle I created.

He lowered the pipes slowly and dropped them, smiling. "Well done."

I slipped down off his back. "I had to know how to defend myself growing up. Doesn't mean I can't keep improving, right?"

He nodded. "Second lesson:-" He swung me, but I ducked and jumped backwards. I stood up straight and grinned. "Don't let your guard down?"

Gang Orca smiled and nodded. "It's good you already know how to fight. You have room to improve. What other quirks do you have?"

I thought for a moment. "None that I can demonstrate. There's Reveal, but you already know about that. Some quirks don't work on me. Shinso's brainwashing didn't work on me when he tried. Oh, and I have healing similar to Recovery Girl."

Gang Orca nodded, then turned and picked up his jacket. "We'll do that again, this time with you wearing your costume. You need to get used to moving around in it. You have twenty minutes." He disappeared inside.

Jeez, he's bossy. I grinned. I'm going to like this guy.

The next two days went by with hardly any incidents. We had one call about a low level villain trying to rob a bank. I assume we took that call for my experience. When we got there, the villain basically handed himself over after seeing Gang Orca.

I was allowed to put the handcuffs on the villain. He was blubbering the whole time, begging me to let him go and not to let Gang Orca kill him.

"Please, little girl! I'll turn good! I'll be good!"

I rolled my eyes. "Mate, shut up. Your voice is irritating me."

He spun around and grabbed my shoulders. Huh. So he can shift his body size. There must be a limit to it though, because he obviously couldn't get under doors or through key holes.

"Please! I'll be good to you! I'll take you away from this dangerous place!"

My face went blank. I turned my head to Gang Orca and the cop beside him. Gang Orca had put his arm as the cop tried to run forward.

"Can I hit him? Please? I'll knock him out for you."

The cop flustered. "Uh, well...I..."

I twisted my hands and tendrils wrapped around the villains wrists tightly. "He'll get out of any other cuffs. Try and slip them, you wanker."

"But please, Miss!" He was crying now. It was gross.

I turned my head again. "Please?"

The cop sweat-dropped and nodded. I grinned and slammed my palm up into the guys nose then kicked him in the jaw on the way down.

"There. He won't wake up for a while now." I grinned at the cop. "You're welcome, by the way. He would've irritated you the whole way there."

He scratched his cheek. "Yea. He would have."

We got back to the house, late. I was tired, but Gang Orca had gotten to the bathroom before me. I rolled my eyes and went to my room to look at my costume. I hadn't gotten blood, tears or snot on it. Good. That villain was fucking pathetic and gross. I shuddered.

I went into the kitchen to get a coffee. I sat down with it and waited.

Ten minutes later, I got up to rinse my mug out.

"You handled that villain well today."

"Thanks. I think I'm-" I turned and stopped. My face went pink. Fuck. Gang Orca had come in only wearing a towel around his waist. His broad, muscled shoulders and wide chest still wet from just getting out of the shower.

"What's wrong?" He hand one hand on the towel and one hand out in a shrug. I mean, he looked good in those suits he wears, but...Fuck. I felt my face go from pink to red.

I looked away and waved my hand. "Go put a shirt on, will you?"

He put a hand on my head and chuckled. "Sure thing." I watched him leave.

I shook my head, feeling my heartbeat finally slow down. This guy is going to be the death of me...

My phoned buzzed. I blinked and slipped my hand under my pillow, answering the call.

"What? You have any idea what time it is?"

"Where are you?"

"In bed."

"You need to come."

I sighed. "Why?"

"Get dressed." The line went dead. I growled. Fuck you, Kurogiri, you smoky fuck.

I got up and put jeans on, a singlet and a jacket, tying my hair up.

I peeked out of my door to make sure Gang Orca was still sleep. Good. I closed my door and pressed my hand to it. The shield would keep anyone out until I got back. I slipped out the window and walked a block away before texting Kurogiri. He appeared and held an arm out towards his warp-gate.

I sighed. "You know I fucking hate you, right?" I stepped through the gate before he could reply.

"Hey, Tommy."

Tomura was sitting at the bar, on a stool. "Hey sis."

I frowned. "You seem chipper. What's up?"

Kurogiri went and stood behind the bar. Tomura motioned for me to sit. I sat on the bar, swinging my legs slightly.

"He's here."

I opened my mouth, but just then the door opened. A man dressed in red and grey rags walked in. His face was half covered by rags, his eyes determined. This must be Stain...

"I see. You are the ones who attacked UA. And you want to me to your numbers."

I glanced from him to Tomura and back. I don't think their ideas are same. Probably not the best idea...

"Yea. Come on, you've got so much more experience as a villain, sir."

I eyed Tomura. He is sucking up something major...

"What are you after?"

"For now, I just want to kill All Might. I want to break everything I don't like. Damn kids like this too...everything..." He held up a photo of Midoriya and I blinked. I looked to Stain. He narrowed his eyes at Tomura. He barely acknowledged me, but I wasn't even mad. This guy creeped me out.

"I was foolish to be interested. You're the type of person I hate the most." His eyes flickered to me. I raised my hands.

"Huh?"

I sighed. "Guys, can we all calm down please? I can feel the tension."

Stain ignored me and his hands went to his belt. "You want me to go along with your childish tantrum? What meaning is there in killing without conviction?"

I widened my eyes slightly. He really believes in what he does...

"Master, is it alright to let this continue?"

"This is fine. There's no point if we just tell him the answer. He should think about where he still needs to mature. Spur on his growth! That is what it means to educate."

I frowned slightly. Why was I even here then?

Stain shot forward and pinned Tomura to the floor, his blade going through his shoulder. I barely had a chance to blink. I felt Kurogiri's hand on my shoulder. He must have realized I was going to jump on Stain.

"No matter what you want to accomplish, it is necessary to have conviction and desire."

I clenched my jaw. Why does this Stain guy make sense?

"Those without it and those who are weak will be weeded out. It's only natural."

"Ow. That hurt. Kurogiri, take this guy back."

"I can't move, now."

I blinked and looked at him. "What do you mean you can't move?"

"It must be the hero killers quirk..."

I looked at Stain, now intrigued. He hadn't bothered with me, I'm assuming because I managed to keep my mouth shut.

"The society is overgrown with fake heroes, where the world itself has lost its true meaning, and the criminals who wave their power around idly should all be purged." He slid his sword close to Tomura's throat.

"No!" I jumped up and grabbed one of Stains arms. He didn't even look at me.

"Hey, wait a sec...Not this palm."

I blinked and looked at Tomura, still clinging to Stains arm. Tomura had grabbed the blade and had started to make it crumble. I sighed in relief. Sometimes that quirk was really cool.

"I'll kill you." Oh hell.

"Don't threaten the man, Tomura!" I shook my head at him.

He ignored me. "You sure talk a lot. Conviction? I don't have anything grand like that. If I had to say..Yea. It'd be All Might. I feel like I really want to completely crush this society, where trash like that gets worshiped."

I tightened my grip on Stain. He wasn't who I was worried about now. Tomura was talking like he was in a trance. I knew his beliefs, but he never said them out loud like that. At least, never around me.

Tomura went to grab him, but Stain dodged backwards taking me with him. I let go and stood back, staring between Stain and Tomura. Neither of them paid me any mind.

"My last injury was just about to finish healing completely..."

I frowned. Melodramatic much.

"We don't have a healer in our party, you know..."

I shifted my eyes. I saw Stain glance at me when I moved.

"Will you take responsibility for this?"

"So that's who you are?"

"Huh?"

"It seems our goals oppose each other. However, we do agree on one thing. To destroy the present."

"Stop messing around. Go home. Die."

I face-palmed. "You need better manners, Tomura."

"I'm the kind of person you hate the most, right?"

"I was testing your true motives. People show their true colours when they're on the verge of death. It's different, but there is desire. A warped sprout of of conviction living inside you. How will you bud? It might not be too late to wait until after I've seen that to dispose of you.."

"You're going to dispose of me?"

I stepped between them. "Nobody is disposing of anyone else! Not unless I'm doing it! And I'll do it if any of you get on my damn nerves!" I dead-panned as Tomura and Kurogiri started talking amongst themselves. I growled. "I hate those two sometimes..."

"I was speaking to you as well.."

I looked at Stain and I frowned. "I'm sorry?"

"You have desire. You have potential. What will you do with it?"

I blinked and opened my mouth, but he looked at Tomura again.

"My business is done. Now, return me to Hosu. There are things I must attend to there."

I shook my head. "Me too. I've been gone too long already."

Kurogiri, finally able to move, came over and made a gate for me. I waved to Tomura. He returned it and slumped on the stool. I looked to Stain. He nodded. It was slight, but I saw it.

I stepped through the gate and headed back to bed, thinking about what the hell just happened.