"Hey, you guys! Bakugo's got a diary!"
Every boy in the common area turned their heads down the hall, to see Kirishima fly out of the hallway, ramming into a wall before running for his life.
And shortly after, a blonde-haired devil followed the same actions in a fit of rage.
"Deku! He's got the notebook! Get off your ass, you damn nerd!"
Midoriya scrambled as usual, looking up and recognizing the situation quickly.
"T-the notebook!"
Midoriya kicked it into high gear, running into thee fray. They had Kirishima cornered in the lobby.
"Oh, you guys are a team now, huh? Two can play at that game— Sero! Heads up!" Kirishima threw the notebook into the air, only for it to be caught by formidable tape.
"Got it!"
"Dammit Deku, move it!" Bakugo ordered, fighting past Kirishima and into the common area.
"R-right!" Midoriya pivoted, leaping towards Sero at great speeds.
"Shit! Mineta, catch!" Once again, the notebook was hurled into the air and into the arms of the grape-headed pervert.
"No! Don't throw it to me! Are you crazy!?"
"I've got you now, you little rat!" Mineta was on the brink of pissing his pants at the sight of Bakugo blasting through the air. He looked in fear in the direction of a certain boy.
"Damn, he's gonna throw it to—!" Bakugo thought on his feet quickly.
"Deku!"
"Kaminari!" Mineta tossed the book to the electrified boy as anticipated, and just barely managed to keep it away from Midoriya.
"Damn, Todoroki!" Kaminari hail-mary'd the book to the Half-Cold, Half-Hot standing on the other side of the room, who sat while doing his work. Everyone looked in awe as the book landed in Shoto's arms.
This sparked a flame of raw rage, which exploded within Bakugo.
"Bastard!"
Bakugo flew through the air to the other side of the room, cocking an open left hook back that sparked with fury.
"Everyone, enough! This is foolery, it'll only end in catastrophe!" Iida yelled, but his plea fell on deaf ears.
Then, as cool as his right side, Todoroki threw the notebook behind his back to Midoriya.
*BOOM*
"Crap! Is he serious!?" Kirishima sort of regretted this whole game of Keep Away, as everyone tried their best to guard against the massive blast of air.
"LOOK OUT!" Unfortunately, the group had decided to play around near the circuit-breaker box (which for god-knows-what reason was in the common area).
And, well, y'know...Kaminari was a thing.
As the debris began to settle, the lights began to flicker. The group looked over to seeing the electrified boy shocking himself against the circuit-breaker box, before the lights cut out completely.
When the girls rushed out of Yaoyorozu's room, they couldn't believe it…
...except for Jiro.
"Of course Kaminari's behind this!" She spat hysterically.
Forget about the common area, it was done for. Everything was everywhere, and the debris only added insult to this injury. But no one could miss the massive ice wall, crumbling now that Todoroki had blocked Bakugo's big blast.
"I think...you overdid it...Bakugo..." Todoroki managed, out of breath. Bakugo was no exception. For a second, all he saw was red, and he attacked. Ruthlessly.
Just the thought of that damn notebook with him...her, with him…
There wasn't a damn chance in hell.
"It was an accident, that's...never happened before…" Bakugo looked into the palm of his hand. He could feel a particular pair of eyes, looking at him with worry. But Iida brought everyone back down from dreamland.
"You fools! Just look at this place! Didn't I say this was foolish!? I'm the class rep, and this is what I have to show for it! This is...this is…!"
"Don't pop a blood vessel there, 'class rep'".
Iida would release his frustrations by chasing Mineta down, meanwhile Midoriya analyzed the current situation.
"Y'know, speaking of...where's Mr. Aizawa?"
"Well, that was...*ahem* at least they turned the lights off for us?" Midnight adjusted her glasses, trying to analyze what in the blue hell Class 1-A had done from the surveillance cameras, along with the other teachers.
"Leave it to Young Bakugo to stir up some kind of commotion..." All Might scratched the back of his head before sighing altogether. After all the work he went through to keep the kid out of trouble too...
"Sheesh Eraserhead, what in the world? These kids are animals..." Snipe snorted, Ectoplasm nodding in shame
Aizawa was in the back of the room, fuming.
"Oh my, it would appear Class 1-A has really outdone themselves this time, I guess this is what happens when you're not there, eh Eraserhead— oh dear you seem rather angry, that's no good. You ought to indulge in some tea, it can really calm the nerves as I know it does for me."
Leave it to Principle Nezu to present the dire situation in nonchalant manner, sentences running on and on.
"Angry? No, I'm excited." Aizawa declared. "I'm so glad to see that my students are brimming with energy right now...!" He stood up, excited as he put on his goggles.
A little too excited...
"Midnight, do it. I'll show my students to take me a little more seriously when I speak."
*sniff*
"Ribbit? Do you guys smell that?" Asui, closest to the vents, covered her nose. She was on high alert.
Almost immediately, every instinct in Sero's body went off.
"Shit! Don't breathe it in, that's Midnight's Perfume! I know that smell anywhere…!" Flashbacks from his pitiful performance in the Final only put him further on edge. He and Asui were a bit weary but hadn't taken in enough to fall unconscious.
"If that's the case, everyone! Take these!" Yaoyorozu quickly created gas masks and handed them out, securing those who could use their quirks to filter the air after herself. "Sero, cover all the air ducts!"
"Already on it!"
Midoriya continued to ponder in thought. It was obvious by now that the attack was tonight and underway.
But a smoke attack? Too simple. There were just too many ways for his classmates to combat this kind of attack. And if Aizawa was a part of this, then he must have indefinitely known. Was this the same case with the practical, like how Midnight forgot about Aoyama's laser?
No...that wasn't it.
"Midoriya, you're doing it again." Izuku looked up quickly to Tokoyami looking at him, scared of his strange thought-mumbling as always.
"Heh, sorry. I was just thinking: with everything that's happened, it seems like they're trying to smoke us out, get us outside. Since they're our teachers, they know our weaknesses. We should—"
"'We'? Ha! Screw that!"
Everyone looked in Bakugo's direction, who managed regain his composure. He was standing with his backpack hauled over his shoulder, he must've quickly prepared for the crisis during the confusion.
"We're not a team here, you damn nerd. If I got this right, one of you are a damn snake. Like hell I'm working with someone who might stab me in the back." Bakugo opened the front door, stepping out.
"What, you just gonna stand there? Moron, let's go!"
It took a while for Uraraka to realize she was the target of his words. "M-me?"
"What the— obviously!"
"Wait a second Bakugo." Kirishima stepped in. "How are you gonna call all of us traitors then order Uraraka around?" Bakugo turned, enraged.
"Traitor or not, if she manages to fall into a trap by the enemy, then it's over for me." He was only thinking about himself, which was really pissing Kirishima off.
"Man, what's up with you lately!? 'The hell is that, dammit that's our friend we're talking about!" Kirishima grabbed him by the shirt with a hardened arm, livid.
"I won't have any more of you bastards thinking you passed me!" Bakugo blew his arm away, demonic aura oozing from him.
The room got quiet, even Kirishima found himself stunned. The emotion coming off of Bakugo poured out in waves, and everyone could feel it. It was those eyes of his that really sent it home as he scanned the room with them, a pair of black and gold beauties staring back at him softly, even more concerned.
As tensions began to rise, chatter getting louder, it was getting harder to keep things together. The group was falling apart, some trickling out of lobby in search of other options, while others began to argue and scuffle.
"Hey you guys, come on, this is ridiculous. We can't just go pointing fingers at each other." Yaoyorozu was starting to get uneasy with the situation.
"Y-yeah! Momo's right!" Ochaco tried to convince her friends, droplets of sweat rolling down the side of her head. "It's just an assignment...!" But her voice was projected to no avail. It made the girl uneasy in all of this commotion.
It was becoming clear that this was supposed to happen. Trust was essential in the Hero World. If they couldn't even trust their fellow classmates, how could they excel in their professions? Trust themselves?
But Ashido only cared for Bakugo, and the rage that was stirring inside of him. Reluctant at first, she took a step towards him, but Midoriya walked up first, going behind Kirishima and grabbing the boy's attention.
"Kacchan, if the traitor is one of us, then being in a single group is a huge disadvantage. They're probably tracking us right now."
"Maybe for you Deku but I don't plan on getting captured- ever again." The One-for-All inheritor glared at explosive boy. It was moments like these where communication was impossible, and they'd come so far too. But once Bakugo's pride was on the line, there was no teamwork to be had.
"...tch! Besides, Pink Cheeks is too bubbly. No way they'd pick someone like her, idiot."
'Pink Cheeks'? Bubbly?
"H-hey! What's that supposed to mean!?" Ochako pouted, blushing deeply. Yeah, what did that mean? Mina pouted a bit herself but was a lot more subtle about it. There was unease in her chest and she just didn't like it.
Bakugo ignored that and gestured Uraraka to follow with a motion of his head, before walking to greet his attackers.
"Uraraka…" Midoriya just knew this was an awful idea.
"Um, sorry you guys…" Uraraka said sadly, before turning to chase after her partner.
"Midoriya, you're the one calling the shots. But we can't stay here." Todoroki walked forward, looking out the window. Dusk had fallen quite strong, and things were only going to get worse. "We'll have to use Bakugo to our advantage, take this time to split up and regroup. We're running out of time." Todoroki coughed a bit, as the group was losing oxygen.
"I know, I just need a little more time to think." Unfortunately, Izuku was fresh out of that. They were backed into a corner, and Todoroki was right. They had to get out or they didn't stand a chance.
But it was moments like these where Class 1-A truly excelled.
"I've got it!" Midoriya's eyes had that spark, and everyone couldn't help but smile. It was time for their counter attack.
"Here's the game plan: Kacchan's going to make a big entrance- err, exit. There's no doubt about that. But that's just it— it's obvious. The enemy will be expecting that; Kacchan and Todoroki were the only ones who went on their own during the Licensing Exam. And with Mr. Aizawa there, it's surely possible he hopes to catch one of you out on your own. That's where he excels, that's what's best suited for his quirk."
"Hang on Midoriya." Iida was starting to piece things together. No— he was starting to get ahead of himself. "Bakugo won't be alone. He'll have Uraraka with him, unless...Midoriya, you're not insisting…" Midoriya looked up worried, as he was certain of this hunch.
"I am. This means that there's a good chance that Uraraka or Asui must be the traitor."
The group looked to the frog girl, who was deep in thought. But Asui hadn't muttered a word. As tensions began to rise, chatter getting louder, it was getting harder to keep things together. The group was falling apart, some trickling out of the room while others began to argue.
"Midoriya! That's ridiculous!"
"But Momo, he's right." Asui finally spoke up with conviction.
"I could be the traitor, and I'd have no way of proving otherwise to you guys. As of right now, you guys have all the reason not to trust me. But, one way or another, we're running out of time, ribbit. By now, Bakugo should be on the first floor, which means—"
"COME AND GET ME YOU BASTARDS!"
While the rest of the group could hardly believe their ears (but at the same time they expected as much), the night of the attack had officially begun with Bakugo's declaration of all-out war.
"Damn, he's already starting!" Midoriya stood up, giving everyone the look as though they knew what to do. "I'll trail Bakugo and Uraraka with my camouflage. If they are after him, then he'll need help. Shoto, try not to get captured."
"The same goes for you. We'll rendezvous when we find Bakugo and Uraraka." Todoroki and Asui leapt from the window. Their attackers had left them no choice. Midnight's attack was designed to scatter them, like smoking out rats. The other groups followed by example that remained, leaping from separate windows to spread out.
"Alright Mina, you ready?" Midoriya did his best to smile in the face of danger.
"Like always! I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine!"
With that, the two headed down to source of a crashing explosion.