"Goddammit, Midoriya," Aizawa sighed as the teen was led out of the interrogation room by Tsukautchi, "You're turning into a real problem child."

"Sorry Sensei," Izuku muttered as he lowered his head, "I had no idea-,"

"None of us did," the teacher cut him off, suddenly ruffling his thick green hair, "Now it's time to leave the work to the police and the new task force. Come on, there are people waiting for you outside."

Izuku nodded as he followed the Pro, eyes going wide as they exited the police station.

"Mom! Sire!" he cried as the two figures turned to look at him, Inko Midoriya immediately bursting into tears as she threw herself into his arms.

"IZUKU! MY HEART! I WAS SO WORRIED!" the woman sobbed as the robed man simply nodded to the teen, giving them a moment to themselves, "You can't keep doing this! I know you're stronger now, but I still worry!"

Izuku cooed softly to her, letting her sob onto his shoulder for a while, shedding a few tears of his own as she continued to fuss over him.

"Excuse me," the teen looked up at the sound of Aizawa's voice, his eyes going wide as his teacher spoke directly to his Sire, "I assume you're the "trainer" Midoriya is always going on about?"

"That I, for lack of a better word, am," Sire chuckled, looking down at the shorter man comfortably.

"Then there's something I want to talk to you about. Privately."

"Sire?"

"Yes, young one?"

"If you don't mind me asking, what were you and Aizawa-sensei talking about?"

"Hmm?" the older man looked up from the book he was reading as Izuku did handstand push ups in the middle of his apartment, "Oh, just some matters about your training. Nothing for you to worry about at the moment."

"Oh, okay," the teen mumbled, falling silent for a while as he continued the exercise, "Sire?"

"Yes, young one?"

"Can I...can I talk to you about...about girls?"

"And so, given what happened, we've had to cancel our previous accommodations," Aizawa grumbled, tossing the stack of papers into the trash, "We won't be revealing the new location until the day we leave."

The class muttered to each other as their homeroom teacher stared at them tiredly.

"Oi," Izuku jumped as Bakugo grunted in front of him, "You should have killed the fucker right then."

"He couldn't do that, Bakugo!" Hagakure called, "And anyway, public quirk usage is illegal!"

"Like I give a fuck!" he barked, jumping up from his chair, "If Deku wants to call himself a fucking monster, then he should just fucking act like one! Who cares what people think!"

"Kacchan," Izuku sighed, making the blond glare at him as they locked eyes, "𝔖𝔦𝔱."

Bakugo dropped back onto his seat a moment later, his eyes going blank for a moment as he collapsed. He shook his head as the rest of the class laughed, spinning to glare at Izuku as he flexed his fingers at the other teen. Aizawa gave a stern cough, the rest of the class quietening down as they looked back at him, Bakugo freezing before slowly turning back, swearing under his breath.

Aizawa nodded to himself as he glared at the pair, letting out a tired sigh as he continued with the lesson, "And Midoriya, no quirks in the classroom."

"IT'S TIME TO GO CAMPING!" Mina cried as she hopped around excitedly, a wide grin on her face.

"Can you not control her, 1-A?" a nasally voice shouted, Neito Monoma scowling at the other students as the two classes gathered outside the buses waiting to take them to the training camp, "It's far too early in the morning to be dealing with that kind of energy!"

"Say that when you're not hiding behind me," Itsuka Kendo sighed as Monoma gripped onto her shoulder, his thick leather gloves squeaking slightly, "I mean, really, what are you so afraid of?"

"It's not my fault that their class is full of monsters!" Monoma whined, nodding towards the three boys standing amongst the group.

"THE FUCK YOU CALL ME, XEROX?" Bakugo yowled, glaring at Monoma, "You comparing me to that fucking Deku? I'm nothing like him!"

"Baku-bro, chill! It's too early in the morning to be shouting like that," Kirishima laughed as he dropped his bags beside the others. The blond scowled as he turned away, muttering curses under his breath as he stomped with Kirishima towards the rest of their group. Todoroki just narrowed his eyes at the blond copy-quirk user, quickly going back to staring thoughtfully into the distance.

"You see?!" Monoma moaned, sinking further behind an unconvinced Kendo, "Monsters, the lot of them."

Izuku chuckled at their antics, turning to see Ochako and Tsuyu in what looked like the most intense game of rock-paper-scissors he'd ever seen. After a moment, Ochako lifted her harms in silent victory, Tsuyu looking down at the ground in disappointment. The brunette hurried over to Izuku's side, grinning widely at him as he watched, confused, Tsuyu standing on his other side as she continued to seem sad.

"Alright!" Iida shouted, holding up a piece of paper, "I have the seating order here! Please follow it as I direct you on board!"

Ochako seemed to deflate as Iida called out names, but perked up when she realised she would still be sitting across the aisle from Izuku, Tsuyu beside her.

"Dammit, Iida," she muttered as they got on the bus, "Why'd you get to sit right next to Izuku?"

The journey was hectic, Iida spending most of it shouting at the other students to calm down, mostly Bakugo. Ochako and Tsuyu spent most of the time chatting quietly with Izuku and Iida, the young Vampire forcing himself to breath slowly in the tight confines of the bus. After what felt like ages, the bus holding 1-A pulled over to the side of the road, the class cheering as they rushed off, expecting to see a rest stop.

"Huh?" Kirishima said as he looked around the empty roadside, "Where's the rest stop?"

"There isn't one!" an unfamiliar voice called out as two figures stepped out from behind the bus, jumping into a pose as they shouted a slogan.

"Wild Wild Pussy Cats, Half Version!" they finished as Izuku jumped forwards excitedly.

"Oh my god! It's Mandalay and Pixie Bob of the Wild Wild Pussy Cats! They're an extremely well-known Rescue team that has been operating for 12 years!"

He was cut off as Pixie Bob darted forwards, her large clawed glove closing over his face.

"No need to tell them that!" she hissed, "I'm not that old!"

"Sorry about her," Mandalay chuckled tiredly to Aizawa, "She's at the age when she really wants to get married."

"Mandalay!" the Pro shouted, releasing Izuku from her grasp as he spotted the small boy standing a short distance behind Mandalay.

"Anyway," Aizawa sighed, "We've stopped here for a good reason. If you look over there, you'll see the Forest of Beasts."

"F-Forest of Beasts?" Mina echoed, her voice shaking slightly, "W-why is that important?"

"Because your lodging is at the foot of that mountain over there," Mandalay explained, pointing out across the expanse of trees, "Considering it around 9:30 am right now, you'll reach it at noon by the earliest…"

"Oh no," someone said, triggering every person's flight instinct as they all turned to look at their teacher, his usual creepy grin on his face, before charging towards the bus, "Get back on the bus!"

"Oh no you don't!" Pixie Bob shouted as she darted in front of them, slapping her hands to the ground, "Training Camp starts now!"

"𝕊𝕥𝕠-!" Izuku tried, his voice locking in his throat, his eyes darting towards his grinning teacher.

The wave of dirt washed over them, throwing the entire class into the air, before coming crashing down on top of them. Izuku gritted his teeth, looking around frantically as he pressed his feet against the encroaching wall of earth. Ochako and Tsuyu gasped as he shot through the air, wrapping an arm around each of them as they dropped. Ochako slapped her hands against her own and Tsuyu's chests, Izuku slowing his fall a moment later to land easily on the ground.

"No fair!" Hagakure shouted as she shook dirt out of her shirt, "Why'd you only save Rara and Tsu?!"

"Only got two arms, sorry," Izuku muttered in response, staring into the forest with a strange expression on his face, his head cocked to the side.

His head suddenly snapped to the side, an arm extended as a blood blade shot out, something large collapsing in two halves a moment later. The group looked around in horror as they saw more large shapes emerging from the woods around them, massive creatures of all shapes and sizes stepping out of the shadows. They barely made it out before they were met with a barrage of explosions, ice, and kicks, Bakugo, Todoroki and Iida charging through them, Izuku grinning as he popped a Blood Pod into his mouth

"Guess they don't call this place the "Forest of Beasts" for nothing," the green-haired teen muttered, biting down and swallowing, "Let's do this!"

Aizawa watched as his students disappeared into the woods, the sounds of explosions and fighting following soon after. He scowled slightly as he turned to the two Rescue Heroes standing behind him.

"Really throwing them in at the deep end, huh Eraser?" Mandalay hummed, "Any reason for the faster pace?"

"Normally they'd only go through this in their second year, but they've gotten too mixed up with Villains lately," the teacher mumbled, looking out over the forest as the sound of explosions echoed down below, a spire of ice shooting from between the trees a moment later, "We need them ready for the future faster than ever. And that means they need those limited licenses."

He looked up as he applied a few eyedrops, blinking carefully as he let a scowl cross his face.

"They need to learn self-defence now, before things get any worse."

The group of Heroes stood silently for a moment.

"So, how long do you think it's going to take the little kittens to reach the lodge?" Pixie-bob hummed.

"Early evening, just before sundown at best," Aizawa grumbled as he stepped back onto the bus, "If they do it any faster, I'll let them sleep in tomorrow."

"Oh, so kind yet so harsh Eraser!" Pixie-bob chuckled as she fiddled with her headset, a look of glee flashing across her face, "My fur is standing on end! I'll see you there!"

"Come on Kota," Mandalay sighed as she called to the young boy who had been standing behind them this whole time.

He glared out at the forest, sneering as he muttered, "Ridiculous."

"Oi, High-class," Bakugo barked as he jumped back from blasting one of the massive earth beasts, "Why are you wasting time with steel? Just use fucking carbon!"

"What? You mean like diamond?" Yaoyorozu asked, "But the economy-!"

"Who gives a fuck?" the blond roared back, "Like leaving fucking military grade weapons lying around is any fucking better! If it's such a big goddam deal, use carbon fibre or some shit!"

Momo started, staring at the explosive teen as he leapt onto another of the monsters, blowing its head clean off with a massive explosion, the body crumbling to the ground.

"Oi!" he shouted again, grabbing something from his back pocket and tossing it to Yaoyorozu, "Can you make those?"

Ochako darted forwards, touching the massive bull-like construct on the leg, Tsuyu jumping from a tree as she wrapped her tongue around it, hurling it into the sky. The creature struggled for a moment, before a flash of red sliced it clean down the middle, the two halves separating in the air. Iida and Ojiro leapt up, Ojiro slamming his tail into one half, while Iida kicked the other, sending both halves careening into a pair of other beasts.

"We're getting closer!" Izuku shouted as he jumped forwards, slamming a heel into the head of a smaller beast, shattering it, "It's only a little further! Keep going!"

Around them, the rest of the class worked to either distract or destroy the creatures, Koda sending flocks of birds swirling around the monsters, Hagakure running between them. Jiro stabbed them with her jacks, the dirt constructs shattering a moment later, Shoji and Sato joining in to pummel the earthen beasts down. Dark Shadow gave a whooping cry as he weaved between the trees, ripping limbs from the monsters, Tokoyami seeming to struggle as he ran after the group.

Bakugo grinned as the explosions tore through the two beasts' sides, the blond landing as he flexed his hands inside the new gloves. He glanced back, watching as Mina ran past one of the creatures, throwing acid on its legs while Sero wrapped the others shins in tape, sending them both falling to the ground. Kaminari jumped on one and released a burst of electricity, causing it to fall apart, as Kirishima just ran up and slugged the other in the face until it crumbled.

"Raccoon-eyes! You need more range!" He barked, "And Sparky, don't go all out!"

"How do we do that?" Mina shouted back.

"Yeah, these things are tough!" Kaminari moaned.

"High-class," Bakugo shouted, "You know how a waterjet cutter works?"

"Y-yes?" Momo gasped as she lowered the hand-held canon she was using. It was a suggestion by Bakugo, the creation-quirk user only needing to produce more ammo for the weapon, even if it was less powerful than what she would normally make.

"Fucking perfect," the blond growled as he leapt at another beast, "Make something like that for Raccoon-eyes! And a Low-to-High voltage converter for Sparky!"

Yaoyorozu nodded, lifting her shirt as her stomach began to glow, a slightly clunky bracer dropping into her hands as she tossed it to Mina.

"It's rough, but I made it from Acid-proof materials!" she shouted, "You'll need to guard me while I make the converter! It's more complicated!"

"Hey Momo! If you're making gear, I could use some speakers!" Jiro shouted as she stabbed her jacks into two smaller monsters at the same time, both crumbling a moment later.

"That's so cool!" Kirishima shouted, running up beside Bakugo, as Mina snapped the bracer around her arm, gasping as the thin stream of acid shot out of the nozzle with surprising force, "What about me, bro?"

"You?" Bakugo grinned, grabbing the back of Kirishima's collar, "A pair of really strong fucking shoes!"

"Wow! You finally made it!" Pixie-bob called as Kirishima flew out from between the trees, dirt and soil scattering around him as he dove through the air like a spear, smoke trailing from his destroyed sneakers. The rest of the class stumbled out of the forest after him, each clutching some part of themselves as they limped tiredly from between the trees.

"Bakugo, Ashido, Kaminari, Jiro" Aizawa sighed as the class gathered in front of him, eyeing the grey and silver gloves Bakugo was wearing, an almost exact replica of his usual ones, "Where did you get that support gear?"

Mina sighed as she undid the bracer she was wearing, inspecting the patch of raw skin on the back of her arm, Kaminari giving quiet "whey's" as he propped himself up on some kind of electrical staff, his gaze surprisingly present as he leaned against it, Jiro struggling to contain her laughter behind the speaker-gloves on her hands.

"High-class made 'em," Bakugo growled, pointing back towards Yaoyorozu as the girl dropped her weapon to the floor, stomping up to the stunned Kirishima and yanking him up to his feet, "You never said we couldn't fucking use any."

Aizawa just gave an annoyed grunt as he turned away.

"By noon my ass," Sero groaned as he picked bits of leaves out of slots on his elbows, "I have dirt everywhere I've never wanted to have dirt."

"Right, that was how long it would take us!" Mandalay laughed, grinning at the group as they gave her unimpressed looks, "Though you did do better than we expected!"

"Especially you four!" Pixie-bob shouted, pointing at Izuku, Bakugo, Todoroki and Iida, focusing on Izuku as she grinned hungrily at them, "You reacted so fast! It shows that you have experience! And especially you! You reacted before you could even see the threat! I'm calling dib-!"

She was cut off when a pair of hands landed heavily on her shoulders, the Pro looking over her shoulders in mild confusion, her eyes going white at what she saw. Izuku let out a quiet sigh as he watched Ochako and Tsuyu carefully turn Pixie-bob away, smiling gently the entire time the presences of the Dragon and Oni hung in the air above them. He looked around, not seeing either of the buses, though spotting the same child from before.

"Oh, I was wondering," he asked as the two girls led the shivering Hero away, "Whose child is that?"

"Hmm? Oh, he's my nephew, though we're looking after him at the moment," Mandalay hummed, shaking her head at the now crying Pixie-bob, Tsuyu and Ochako's eyes shadowed over as they pushed her into the main building, "Kota, come say hello, you'll be spending a week with them, so it's best to introduce yourself now."

"Hi, I'm Izuku Midori-," the small fist slammed into his crotch, Izuku looking down at the surprised expression on the child's face as the teen gripped his wrist, "-ya. That was close. Normally you don't greet people by trying to punch them in the balls."

"Let go!" Kota barked, yanking his hand back, "You're all stupid! Trying to be Heroes like it matters! I hate people like you!"

"Kota!" Mandalay shouted as the boy stomped off, "Apologize for that!"

"Whatever," Aizawa growled, walking up the stairs to the lodge, "Get inside. You'll eat, then bathe. Then off to bed. The real training starts in the morning."

"Precocious brat," Bakugo smirked, as Todoroki glanced at him.

"Reminds me of you," he mumbled, Bakugo immediately bristling at the other teen, the explosions on his hands quickly dying with a loud cough from Aizawa.

"Little shit is lucky he didn't succeed," Mineta muttered to the class, pointing at the main building, several disturbing noises already coming from it, "Who knows what Midoriya's Harem would have done to him if he had."

"They are not my Harem!" Izuku squawked.

"IT'S SO GOOD!" Kaminari and Kirishima shouted together as they shoveled food into their mouths, the class gathered around the two long tables laden with food.

"Eat well tonight, little kittens!" Ragdoll called as she deposited another plate of food onto one of the tables, "From tomorrow on you'll be making your own food!"

The class quickly fell into pleasant conversation, eating their fill as they laughed and chatted. Izuku couldn't help but notice that Yaoyorozu kept giving Bakugo strange glances, Jiro beside her elbowing her gently each time she did. Finally, they were all full, most of the boys falling back onto the floor as they lay contented. Aizawa walked in after a while, looking out over the crowd of students.

"Right," the man called as he walked across the room, "Tomorrow we start with training first thing in the morning, so don't stay up too late. We'll be focusing on improving your quirks on this Training camp, so prepare to be worked beyond your limits tomorrow!"

He looked over the room as the class stared back at him in expectation.

"There's one slight issue, though," he growled, turning towards Izuku, the teen looking around in surprise "Midoriya, the only way we know to quickly strengthen your quirk is for you to drink blood, correct?"

"Y-yes Sensei!" he barked, the rest of the class looking between the two of them.

"Right then," Aizawa sighed, "I honestly don't want to do this, but right now it's the only way," The teacher turned to the rest of the class, his voice going serious, "I'm asking for volunteers to allow Midoriya to drink their blood. It'll happen each evening after dinner, so you have the whole night to recover. Only one person will be "donating" each night, and we'll make sure he doesn't take too much. And nobody he's drunk from before!"

The class remained silent for a while as they stared at their teacher in shock, Izuku opening and closing his mouth like a fish. Ochako and Tsuyu made to lift their hands, Aizawa shooting them a look as they quickly lowered them. After a moment, a voice called out, Tokoyami raising his hand.

"If it is necessary, I am willing to assist my fellow denizen of the shadows," the bird headed boy said calmly, Dark Shadow popping out of his back and leaning on his shoulder, "That means "yes"!"

"I'll do it too!" Kirishima piped up, "It's manly to help each other become stronger!"

"I'll do it!" the room went silent as Yaoyorozu shouted, her hand held above her head, "As the Vice-Representative of the class, I feel it is necessary for me to know what effects his…partaking of our classmates blood will have."

"Then why doesn't Iida also do it?" Sero hummed, tapping his chin.

"I said only people he hasn't drunk from before," their teacher sighed, the class all turning to look at the stern boy as he sat up straight, "So that's Asui, Bakugo, Iida and Uraraka out. Any other volunteers?"

"I'll do it," Todoroki said flatly, raising his hand, drawing a surprised look from Izuku.

"Right, that's enough for now," Aizawa sighed, indicating for Izuku to approach him, "Who's first?"

"I will," Yaoyorozu stood, walking up to the two as Izuku fidgeted slightly.

"Uhm…sorry about this, Yaoyorozu," Izuku mumbled, licking his lips as he looked down at her arm, "D-do you want me to use my Influence on you? It'll calm you down…but-."

"Yes," the girl said calmly, "I need to know the full extent of the effects of your quirk on others."

"Okay then," Izuku sighed as he looked into her eyes, her gaze going unfocussed for a moment before she lifted her arm. Izuku glanced around at the room again, flinching slightly at the stares Ochako and Tsuyu were giving them as he opened his mouth, pausing just before he bit.

"Get on with it!" Mineta suddenly spat, spraying rice across the table, "Lucky bastard, getting all the girls!"

"I-I'm sorry!" Izuku squeaked, "I'm just not used to so many people watching me!"

"Get on with it, Midoriya," Aizawa sighed, "You'll have to get used to it eventually. May as well be now."

Izuku nodded as he opened his mouth again, glancing up into Yaoyorozu's black eyes, the girl watching him calmly as he bit into her arm.

Don't mess with her mind. Please don't mess with her mind. He thought as his fangs pierced soft flesh.

Izuku inhaled sharply through his nose as her blood touched his tongue. He couldn't describe the flavor that spilled into his mouth, somehow tasting of everything and nothing at once. He swallowed loudly, taking another mouthful a moment later, feeling a hand smack the back of his head at the third. He pulled back, gasping slightly as Yaoyorozu looked down at her arm, eyes going slightly wide as the two small holes sealed themselves shut a moment later.

"That's good enough," their teacher growled, pulling the still dazed Izuku back, "Now go bathe and get to bed. The lot of you. Like I said, you have an early morning tomorrow!"

"It's right here," Mineta muttered to himself, "Right on the other side of this wall!"

"What are you mumbling about, Mineta?" Izuku asked as he lounged in the large bath, his ears twitching at the low tones of the resident pervert, tongue still tingling with the after taste of Yaoyorozu's blood.

"The girls are bathing on the other side of this wall," the purple-haired teen chuckled, drool oozing from his lips as he pressed his head against the wall, "An accident might just happen! Yes, an accident!"

"Mineta! Don't you even think about it!" Iida barked as he strode up to the boy, "You'll be shaming yourself and out female classmates if you try that!"

"Prude," the grape-haired teen muttered as he stared blankly at Iida for a moment, suddenly shooting up the side of the wall using his balls as he shouted, "We're here to overcome walls! PLUS ULTRA!"

" 𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓅!" Izuku shouted, jumping out of the water, causing Mineta to freeze for a moment, before the grape-headed teen shot forwards again with a shout.

"NEVER! PERVERT POWER WILL ALWAYS WIN!"

Mineta grinned savagely as he rocketed up the side of the structure, his mind already full of images of what he might see. He panted as he drew near to his target, his breath hot in his throat as he reached for the top of the wall. A young face poked out over the edge, making him freeze, an unimpressed Kota glaring down at him just as a hand landed heavily on Mineta's shoulder. Kota blinked as he looked at the equally surprised Izuku floating just behind Mineta, before reaching out a hand and swatting the purple-haired teen back.

"Learn to be a decent human being before trying to become a Hero," he muttered as he turned away, ignoring the commotion as Mineta collapsed on top of Iida down below.

"Oh, I didn't realize you were up here," Izuku chuckled nervously, "Well, I guess I'll head ba-."

"Oh, Kota! Thanks!" one of the girls shouted, causing both boys to look down into the other bath.

Bare skin met their eyes as the girls looked up at them, most either turned away or covering themselves, though Mina sat proudly on a rock, hand raised in a thumbs up.

"You too, Midoriya!" she laughed as both boys went bright red, Kota staggering backwards over the wall and slamming straight into Izuku's chest. Both dropped as Kota let out a shriek, Izuku feeling something break as he slammed into the paved ground with the child on top of him.

"Ow," the teen groaned, Kota's weight forcing the air from his lungs.

"Midoriya!" Iida shouted, a struggling and sobbing Mineta grasped firmly in his hands, "Are you alright? I heard a bone break!"

"Nothing I can't heal," Izuku laughed weakly, trying to cover up his blush as he staggered to his feet, the unconscious Kota still in his arms, "I-I'll take Kota to one of the Pussy Cats! To get him checked out! To check on him, I mean!"

The rest of the boys stared after him as he rushed out, Mineta letting out a loud shriek from under Iida's arm.

"LUCKY BASTARD!"

"And?"

Izuku had been thinking about what Mandalay and Pixie-bob had told him about Kota and his parents, distracted as he laid out his futon for the night. He hadn't noticed as Mineta and Kaminari had walked up to stand beside him, expectant grins on their faces.

"What'd you see?" Mineta hissed excitedly.

"Wha-I-NOTHING!" Izuku squeaked, his entire head turning bright red, "I shut my eyes and Kota knocked me down before I could see anything!"

"Oh, come on!" Mineta muttered, "You must have seen something, you lucky bastard!"

"Nothing! I swear!"

"Weak," Mineta grumbled, perking up a moment later, "So then, when's the Vice-Rep going to be under your spell?"

"I-! What?!" Izuku spluttered, scrambling back as the two chased after him, "N-never! I didn't do anything to her!"

"Yeah right!" Mineta growled, "You probably implanted all sorts of dirty thoughts about you in her head! Rich girls like her are always freaks in bed!"

"Mineta!" Iida shouted, leaping to his feet as the other two cornered Izuku, "You should not speak about your classmates like that!"

"Shut up, prude," the purple-haired teen muttered, turning back to Izuku with a feral look in his eyes, "Well? What did you do? You can tell us! We won't snitch!"

"I didn't doanything!" Izuku cried out, starting when a pair of hands closed over the tops of the two boys' heads.

"Shut. The fuck. UP!" Bakugo growled, hurling them across the room into the far wall as his hands sparked, "Some of us are trying to fucking sleep over here!"

The blond glared at the two as he stomped back over to his futon, shooting Izuku a glare as he pulled the covers over himself.

"Thanks, Kacchan," Izuku muttered, the blond just giving an annoyed grunt as Iida put out the light.

"So?"

Yayorozu looked up at the group of girls that surrounded her as she brushed her hair. She could see Ochako and Tsuyu sitting a little further back watching her suspiciously while the rest of the room crowded around her.

"What?" she asked slowly, putting her brush down as Mina gave her a look.

"Are you in love with Midoriya now? Like Rara and Tsu?" the pink-skinned girl asked, making the other two blush in surprise.

"I-I-I'm not in love with him!" Ochako choked, Tsuyu just looking away, "I'm just helping him with his quirk!"

"Sure you aren't," Tooru chuckled as her empty clothes turned to the two girls, "That's why you stick to him like glue! You weren't even embarrassed when he accidentally peeped on us!"

"That's not it!" the brunette shrieked, hiding her face in her hands as she started to float around the room.

"So, we've decided that it was an accident now, have we?" Jiro sighed as she lazed back, one jack plugged into her phone.

"I mean, he was just trying to stop Mineta. And if Mina hadn't shouted, he probably wouldn't have seen anything, kero" Tsuyu hummed

"Not that he did see anything," Tsuyu muttered quietly.

"Except Mina in her full glory," Hagakure chuckled, leaning over her friend's shoulders, the two suddenly freezing as they felt a wave of malice behind them, Ochako and Tsuyu looming over them.

"No, I am not," Momo said plainly, cutting them off as she picked up her brush again.

"Are you sure?" Jiro pried, waggling her eyebrows as she slid closer to the other girl, "Or is there someone else that's caught your eye?"

"Jiro!" Momo gasped, turning away from the girl to hide her slight blush, "I have no idea what you are talking about!"

"That's what you say," the dark-haired girl chuckled as she poked Yaoyorozu in the side with one of her earphone jacks.

"So, what was it like?" Mina interrupted, pushing her face close to Yaoyorozu's, "Staring into the eyes of a Vampire while he sucked your blood?"

"It was…calming," Momo sighed, turning away to put her brush in her bag, "The moment he looked in my eyes, I felt a sense of peace. The bite itself didn't hurt at all. The wounds even closed as soon as he let go."

"Yeah, they do that," Ochako hummed as she floated upside down through the air, "It's probably some part of his quirk."

"So then Chako and Tsu arein love with him!" Tooru gasped as she bounced on the futons, Ochako letting out another shriek as she tried to swim through the air towards the invisible girl.

"SHUT UP AND GO TO SLEEP!" the room jumped as Pixie-bob suddenly slammed the door open, her hair up in curlers and her face covered with a beauty mask as she scowled at the girls, "I need my beauty sleep!"

"Y-yes ma'am!" the room called as she face-faulted, glaring at them as she shut the door, muttering to herself that "I'm not old enough to be a damn "ma'am" yet!"

"Good morning," Shota Aizawa muttered as he looked at the class gathered in front of him.

Most were still blinking tiredly, both Asui and Uraraka dozing against one of Midoriya's shoulders, while the green-haired teen seemed wide awake. Other than him, Bakugo, Todoroki and Tokoyami seemed like the only others who were anywhere close to awake.

"How are you so energetic this early, 'zuku?" Asui groaned as he shrugged her off gently, swaying slightly as she stood on her own.

"Oh, well…I don't really need that much sleep anymore," he answered, Aizawa raising an eyebrow as the teen continued, "And I can just burn off some blood to give myself some extra energy."

" 'S not fair," Uraraka yawned as she tried to smooth out her wild bed-head, "I wish I could do that."

"Enough," Aizawa sighed, stepping forwards and tossing something to Bakugo, "As I told you all last night, we'll be working on strengthening your quirks on this camp. Bakugo, do you remember how far you threw the softball on the first day?"

"Yeah," the blond growled as he caught the ball, tossing it up slightly as he scowled at it, his eyes darting to Izuku, "705.2 meters."

"Throw it again," the teacher said flatly as the boy let a feral grin stretch across his face, "With all your strength."

"GO TO HELL!" Bakugo screamed as he launched the ball, the sound of the blast shaking the last dregs of sleep from the rest of the class. He turned to grin at Aizawa, the older man just sighing and holding up his phone.

"709.6 meters," he muttered as the class stared in shock, the grin falling from Bakugo's face in an instant.

"How?" the blond muttered, staring down at his hands.

"Because we've been teaching you how to use your quirks for the last term, strengthening your techniques and minds," Aizawa explained slowly, "We haven't done a single thing to strengthen the quirks themselves. Which is about to change today. The goal of this training camp is to make you to use your quirks to exhaustion. You'll be forced to work yourselves to the bone every day for the next week with the goal of improving the overall strength and effectiveness of your quirks. And then you'll be expected to go beyond. Plus Ultra."

The class shivered as he gave an unenthusiastic fist pump at the end, before walking over to a small note board, flipping over the blank first page.

"These are your individual exercises," he said, pointing to each name in turn, "Some of you are grouped up because your quirks are either similar or can be used to help improve each other. The Wild Wild Pussy Cats will also be helping to monitor and assist you in your training."

The class looked over at the four Pros, the three cat costumed women all giving them thumbs up as Tiger flexed behind them.

"Now," Aizawa growled, his creepy grin inching over his face, "Let's get to it."

"Midoriya."

Izuku looked at his teacher as the man led him to a small clearing off to the side of the massive hill Pixie-bob had created for the rest of the class to train on. It was surrounded of three sides by a number of trees, a large rock resting in the center. Off to the side sat a small gazebo-like structure, a pair of what looked like chest-freezers under its roof.

"What power did you get from Yaoyorozu last night?"

"Oh!" Izuku nodded, closing his eyes for a moment, Aizawa watching as his palm split open, a tendril of blood snaking out, before it straightened, the flowing surface suddenly becoming smooth. Izuku grabbed the bottom of the spike, pulling it off the short length of fluid blood still extending from his palm, swinging the object through the air, "I can…sort of make my blood harden now. It can only be in shapes that I can already make, and I can't turn it back."

"Hmmph," Aizawa grumbled, activating his quirk on the spike for a moment, making Izuku gasp in surprise, "Good. It doesn't melt or break apart when I use my quirk on it. Try hitting that rock as hard as you can with it."

Izuku nodded as he stepped up to the boulder, inspecting its surface for a moment. He looked down at the spike, sliding into a stance as he drew his arm back. He gave a shout as he thrust forwards, starting as the tip of the spike slammed into the stone, and promptly shattered. Izuku blinked in surprise, looking back at his teacher as the man just nodded for him to continue, Izuku turning back to the stone and swinging the broken spike like a club. It smacked into the side of the rock, the vibrations traveling up Izuku's arm, before the rod gave way and snapped off just above his hand.

"As I thought," Aizawa mumbled, "It's too brittle."

He stepped up beside Izuku and took the shard of hardened blood from his hand, inspecting it for a moment.

"Today you will work on figuring out all the shapes you can make with this new power, and ways to use them. Other than that, see if you can make your constructs stronger," he grumbled, tossing the red object to the side as he pointed towards the gazebo, "There are blood pods and bags in those two coolers. That's all you have for the whole week, so pace yourself. We don't want another incident like the Sports Festival."

"Y-yes Sensei," Izuku mumbled as he stepped back towards the rock, hand going to his chin as he started muttering to himself.

Aizawa just sighed, turning to go check on the rest of his students.

"Alright, you lot!" Vlad King shouted as he led class 1-B out of the lodge, "1-A took the spotlight from us last term! But we'll rip it back from them this term! And to begin we start your training straight away!"

"Sensei," Neito asked, Vlad King looking down at him, "What exactly will this training involve? You said it was to strengthen our quirks, but how will we do that?"

"A good question, little kitten!" one of the Pussy Cats shouted as she suddenly appeared beside him, her hands held out above her head as she leant to the side in a strange pose, "Hello! I'm Ragdoll of the Wild Wild Pussycats! Would you like to see what you're all in for?"

The class looked at each other nervously, before nodding to the strange woman, who skipped off happily. They followed her a short way through the forest, before they came to a ridge, their eyes going wide at what they saw. A huge mountain of dirt stretched up in front of them, the various members of class 1-A spread across it as they trained.

Monoma blanched as he watched one of the girls tumbling down the hill in a large clear plastic ball, her hands clasped over her mouth as she tried not to vomit. A massive explosion filled the air as he heard the loud blond scream, before plunging his hands back into what looked like a cooking pot, a gas burner going underneath it. Frost and flame mixed as the Todoroki boy repeatedly froze and burned the ground around the barrel of water he was sitting in, a muscled boy and the female recommendation student standing at a table shovelling sweets into their mouths as they activated their quirks. He jumped as a dreadful howling filled the air, looking up at a dark cave in the side of the mountain. The rest of the class seemed to be spread out across the mountainside, each pushing their quirks to the limit.

A sound like shattering glass made the blond turn to a small clearing off to the side, his heart nearly stopping in his chest as he saw a familiar figure. Midoriya was standing in front of a large rock, it's surface pitted and scratched, a number of what looked like dark red rods and hoops embedded in the stone. He was draining a bag of blood, tossing the empty plastic aside before holding out his hand, the dark red tendril extending from his palm taking on a distinctly sword-like shape. A moment later, the object separated from the blood on his palm, dropping into his hand before he gave a yell and jumped at the boulder. He managed three strikes before the blade shattered on the stone, the teen jumping back and mumbling to himself for a moment, pulling a thick leather-bound notebook from…somewhere, and scribbling in it. The book vanished as quickly as it had been brought out, the teen tossing the shattered blade aside, the object landing on a large pile of similarly colored rods, before forming a new sword and trying again.

"What do you think, little kittens?" Ragdoll cried out excitedly, "Think you're ready?"

"Let me die here," Mina moaned as she lay face down in the dirt, "I can't feel my anything anymore."

"Quit your bitching and fetch some fucking firewood!" Bakugo spat as he expertly chopped through a pile of vegetables.

"Hey, baku-bro!" Kirishima called, "Think you could light a fire with one of your explosions?"

"Huh?" the blond shouted, spinning around to glare at the grinning red-head, "Is that a fucking challenge?"

"Really now," Yaoyorozu sighed as she produced a lighter from her arm, "They really shouldn't be using their quirks like that."

"Can you really say that?" Jiro sighed as she watched her.

"Hey, Izuku," Ojiro shouted as the green-haired teen carried one of the large pots filled with water towards their fireplace, "Think you can light our fire for us?"

"Oh, sure," Izuku called, carefully placing the pot over the fire pit, his hand crumbling to ash a moment later. It took a minute, but smoke started to rise from the dry wood as the hot ash swirled across its surface, the tinder bursting into flame a moment later. Izuku hissed slightly as he pulled his hand back, rubbing the lightly burnt skin, "Note to self, fire still hurts even in Ash Form."

"Oh really? Sorry about that!" Ojiro said, checking his friend's hand even as the burns healed.

"Not a problem, it's better that I learn that now rather than in the middle of a fight!" Izuku laughed helping the tailed teen to put their ingredients into the pot, his eyes drifting to the side, as he saw Kota slip out of the lodge and into the woods.

"Midoriya," Izuku jumped at the words, turning to see Tokoyami standing behind him with an expectant look, "The time has come for you to partake of my power through sanguine means."

"What?" Izuku blinked as his crow-headed classmate simply stared back, Dark Shadow popping out a moment later.

"He means it's time to drink his blood," the bird-like shadow creature laughed, "He's just being over dramatic."

Kota hated Heroes. He hated the people that always went on and on about Heroes. He hated everything to do with Heroes.

He sighed as he sat at the cliff's edge, staring down at the lodge that had been his home since his parents had gone. He hated them, just like all the other Heroes. At least he wanted to. He so badly wanted to be able to just blame them for their actions. For being Heroes. For leaving him behind. For dying.

But he couldn't.

And it wasn't made any easier by all the stupid teenagers that had shown up going on and on about how they were also going to become Heroes! Didn't they know what that meant? What it really meant? Who were they going to leave behind, Kota wondered? How many people would cry at their funerals? It had only been him and his Aunt at theirs, not even the other Heroes from their agency had been able to take the time off to come see them.

He forced back a sniff, jumping to his feet as he heard the twig snap.

"Oh, hey," the green-haired teenager he'd tried to punch in the balls a couple of days before said, a plate in his hand as he stepped out of the shadows, "Uhm...I didn't mean to scare you. I just thought that maybe you'd be hungry?"

"How'd you find me?" Kota growled, "You can't be here! It's my secret base!"

"Oh!" the teenager said, looking strangely sad for a moment as he set the plate down on the ground, "I'm, uhm…I'm sorry. I followed your footprints. I'll just leave this here. It's still warm."

"Why do you even care?" the boy muttered under his breath, turning away.

"Because you looked like you needed help," Kota jumped at the response, not expecting the teen to have heard him, "Or...at least someone to talk to."

"Yeah right," Kota spat back, scowling at the lights of the lodge, "You don't really care. Not about the right things."

"What does that mean?" Izuku asked softly, Kota spinning around to glare at him.

"None of your damn business!" he shouted, "I hate Heroes! They always forget the important things just because they always have to go save everyone else!"

"Water Hose," the name made Kota freeze, his breath quickening as his throat closed, "That was one of your parents, right? They were a Hero team who specialized in river and ocean rescues. Your dad could produce jets of water from his hands and your mom could manipulate liquids."

"Go away!" Kota could barely hold the tears back, his eyes going blurry as he furiously wiped the back of his arm against his face, "You don't know anything!"

"You're right, I don't," Kota froze, he hadn't expected that. He didn't know what he had expected, but it definitely hadn't been that.

"And you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to. But I think you should tell someone. Anyone," the teen continued, "It doesn't matter who, even if it's an action figure or a toy. Keeping that kind of stuff inside isn't good for you. Trust me, I at least know that much."

"Why?" his voice was smaller than he'd expected it to be, "Why are you trying to be nice to me? Because you're going to be a Hero? Because Heroes have to save people? Am I just another person you're trying to save?"

"No," Izuku smiled softly as he turned away, "Well, not just because of that. I just…I want to help. Not because I want to be a Hero. Well, not just because of that. But because…because there was no one to help me when I needed it. Not until it was almost too late."

The two stood silently for a moment, Izuku looking out over the dark forest as Kota fought back his sobs.

"I'm sorry I invaded your secret base, Kota," the teen said quietly, "I'll leave now. Make sure you get back safely."

"Stupid," Kota muttered as the teen vanished into the bushes, slipping to his knees as the tears began to flow down his face, "Stupid damn wannabe Heroes!"

"And?" Aizawa growled, staring at Izuku as the teen stretched in the small clearing.

"This is what I got," Izuku hummed, closing his eyes and concentrating, the shadows on his body seeming to darken, their edges shifting unnaturally as Aizawa found himself having a hard time focusing on the boy.

"Some kind of perception disrupting power, probably," the man growled, turning away, "Keep doing what you did yesterday, with this new power activated for the whole day. You and your Sire can decide what to call it after the camp is done."

"Y-yes Sensei!"

"It's a test of courage!" the three Pros shouted as the two classes gathered outside after the third day of training, the remedial students already having been dragged inside by Aizawa, Kirishima giving less of a fight as Izuku wiped his lips with the back of his arm, "Each class will be taking turns trying to scare each other as they move around the designated path!"

"1-B will be doing the scaring first!" Pixie-bob explained, "You'll have twenty minutes to get everything ready before we send out the first pair!"

"The pairs will need to walk along the path until they come to the halfway point, where Ragdoll will give you a marker with your name on it!" Tiger growled, flexing as he spoke, "Then you just have to make it back without losing it and you win!"

"Are you ready to scare each other shitless?" Pixie-bob snickered as the gathered students all looked at each other excitedly.

"YEAH!"

Tsuyu and Ochako sighed as they walked through the forest.

"I can't believe neither of us got to go with Izuku, kero," Tsuyu hummed, Ochako nodding as they peered into the shadows around them.

"At least he isn't paired with anyone else," Ochako muttered quietly to herself.

"You really are in love with him, aren't you?"

"N-n-no!" the brunette spluttered, staggering back as Tsuyu gave her an unconvinced expression.

"Is that so?" the frog-like girl hummed, a coy smile working its way onto her face, "Because I'm pretty sure I am. So, you won't mind if I take Izuku all for myself then, kero?"

"I…what?!" Ochako stared at Tsuyu in shock, her mouth hanging open as the other girl laughed, "B-but…you…I…"

"Or not, I don't mind."

"What? But how…" Ochako continued to stare at her friend, the other girl just smiling, "How would that work? Could it work?"

"Why not?" Tsuyu hummed as she took Ochako by the hand, pulling her further along the path, "I like him. You like him. We're friends. We could share. I wouldn't mind."

"I…Tsu…" Ochako blinked, her head turning slowly as she looked around, eyes darting to the shadows as something moved, "Hey Tsu…do you…do you smell smoke?"

"Better stay out of our way, Kitty Cats," the Villain chuckled as she pressed a thick staff against the unconscious Pixie-bob's head, blood trickling from beneath it, her reptilian partner pressing his boot down onto her shoulder.

Kota stared down into the forest in horror as the flames began to lick at the tops of the trees, not noticing the soft crunch of soil behind him.

"Well then," the dark-haired man chuckled, blue fire flickering across his palms as he pressed it against the tree, swathes of forest behind him already crackling with flame, "Shall we get this little party started, Vanguard Action Squad?"

Welp, here comes the Vanguard Action Squad. I wonder what'll happen? Who is their target? Or Targets? Do they even have one? Has their objective changed? WHO KNOWS?! (Me. I know. And you'll just have to wait to find out) :)

I'm still looking for OCs to fill out the rest of the seats of the Underground Heroics Class! Please PM your OCs with the following format:

Name:
(with pronouns, because I forgot to ask before)
Eye color:
Hair Color:
Physical description: (Height, build, extra features related or unrelated to quirk)
Personality: (Basic personality stuff)
Quirk: Short description of their quirk. (Effect, Activation conditions, drawbacks/side-effects)
Extra facts: (Stuff they like/dislike, family, etc.)

Thank you in advance for your submissions and of course I'll attribute your OC to you in the story! I'll even put a link you your account if you want!

Here are a couple of interesting quirks courtesy of Visionary0 from AO3 to inspire you!

Pinpoint: the ability to locate an object or person simply by thinking about them. The more familiar the user is with the person or object, the easier it is to locate them. Manifests as a tugging sensation in the direction of the person or object, getting stronger the closer they are, and weaker the further away they are.
[Useful for tracking down missing persons, fleeing criminals and stolen items]

Split: The ability to create a single clone of oneself. The clone is psychically linked to the user, allowing them to share sensory information with the original. If the clone takes too much damage, it falls apart into a dry clay-like substance. The user can feel the pain of the clone's injuries.
[Useful for information gathering, eg: sneaking into a highly dangerous area and gathering info without putting the user in actual danger]

-Grey out!