"Today's training will be a little different." Mr. Aizawa said, "you will have three instructors: me, All Might, and another faculty member will be keeping tabs on you."

The class gasped at this, and murmuring started as the students tried to figure out why they would need three pros.

Izuku couldn't help but think about the break in from earlier that day. Maybe it was because of that?

Sero leaned out into the isle as his hand popped up, "Sir! What kind of training is this?"

Mr. Aizawa pulled out a white and blue card, "Rescue. You'll be dealing with natural disasters, shipwrecks, stuff like that."

People instantly got excited, "Disasters? Sounds like we're in for a work out." Kaminari said.

Mina turned to him, "Totally!"

Kirishima looked excited too as he leaned over his desk, "Real hero stuff! This is what separates the men from the boys." He grinned as he straighten and clenched his hands into fists, "I'm shaking with excitement!"

Izuku faintly heard Asui say something along the lines of, "I'll get to show off how good I am in water, ribbit," from across the room.

"Guys, I'm not finished yet." The talking died off as Mr. Aizawa continued, "What you wear is up to you. I know you're excited about costumes."

He raised a hand and the boxes containing their costumes came out of the wall once more, "But keep in mind that you haven't gotten used to them yet; they might limit your abilities."

"This special training is at an off campus facility so we'll be taking a bus to get there." He turned and started walking away, "That's all. Start getting ready."

Everyone got out of their seats and hurried to their costume boxes. Izuku stayed where he was as he mulled over his thoughts.

Rescue training was something very important to a hero's career, and it was second only to battling villains when it came to gathering popularity.

It was also kind of ironic.

They were teaching a kid how to save others, but they didn't even realize that he needed saving.

...Not that he wanted them to.

He could handle the repercussions, but he knew that they couldn't.

Sighing, he pushed himself up and moved forwards, but was stopped by Bakugou's growling face, "What are you fucking huffing about, nerd?"

He blinked in surprise before looking away, "N-nothing!"

He really didn't feel like being yelled at right now, but he couldn't exactly tell him the truth either.

"Whatever, nerd." And with that Bakugou turned and left him standing there.

"Hey Midoriya. Some of us are trying to get through."

Izuku turned and saw Mineta standing impatiently behind him. He felt his face heat up and he quickly apologized, "I-I'm sorry!"

He turned around and once he realized the path was clear of any angry blondes, he quickly made his way out of the isle. Most of the students in their hurry had left already, and he was left to safely walk out of the classroom without bothering anyone else.

Walking to the locker rooms was a quiet ordeal. No body else really seemed to notice him and he was kind of glad for it. Sure, that morning had been unsettling in the silence, but all of the talking was starting to wear down on him.

Reaching the locker rooms, he made a beeline straight to his locker. His gym uniform was still inside from when they did quirk tests.

He glanced around to make sure nobody was looking, and quickly switched into his gym uniform. If he waited for everybody to leave this time, he risked running late. And he knew Mr. Aizawa would leave him behind if he was late, unlike All Might.

His body was littered with old scars. Most of the newer ones had been healed when Recovery Girl treated his wounds, but his scars still remained from the countless times

Shigaraki had beaten him to near death. Shigaraki really didn't like him most of the time. The only reason he had survived under him when he was too little to do anything was to serve as a punching bag. It at least helped Shigaraki with letting off some steam. He liked helping people, even those like Shigaraki. It was just in his nature.

Pulling on his shoes, he stood up and stretched. His back popped a few times and his arms felt refreshed as they lowered back down to his sides. He liked stretching. A lot. But then again, a lot of people did too. Why else would they stretch so much?

There weren't a lot of people still in the locker room, so he took that as a sign to hurry up. Placing his school uniform into his locker and closing the door, he walked out alone. There were a few students ahead of him, but he kept his distance. He didn't want to impose.

The walk to the front of the building was surprisingly short now that he knew the way. It was also quite nice. Today really was beautiful, and the view from inside was absolutely breath taking.

A small smile pushed at the corners of his mouth and let it form. He knew the sense of peace he was feeling wouldn't last forever, so he would enjoy it as much as he could.

He reached the front doors and punched them open. The sunlight was warm against his skin, but not overly so. The wind was a gentle caress on his skin, and the faint scent of flowers was carried through the air.

All of his classmates were scattered about in front of a nice looking bus talking to each other. Looking around, he didn't see Iida or Uraraka, so he walked forwards to see better.

It wasn't too long until he felt a soft tap on his shoulder. "Izuku?"

He turned around and saw Uraraka standing behind him in her hero costume, "What are you doing in your PE clothes? Where's your costume at?"

"Oh, well my costume was kinda trashed." He said. "I'm still waiting for the support company to fix it up."

A shrill whistle cut though the air. "Gather around class 1-A! Using your student numbers, go into two lines so we can lid the bus efficiently.

Izuku felt sweat dropped as he continued to blow the whistle, "Iida's really kicking it into high gear as our class rep, huh?"

Uraraka nodded.

They fell into the two lines as Iida said, but ended up sitting wherever as the buses layout didn't allow for his seating arrangement to work.

The bus started up and they were moving. Iida sulked slightly from where he sat, "The bus's open layout ruined my boarding strategy."

Mina tried to comfort him, "Iida, you really need to chill."

Izuku thought it was safe to say that it didn't help.

Asui piped up as well, "there's been something I've been meaning to ask." She turned to Izuku, "It's about you actually."

Izuku was surprised to say the least, " O-oh really? What is it, Asui?"

She frowned, "I told you to call me Tsui."

He quickly glanced away, embarrassed, "Oh, yeah right."

"That power of yours, can you just make sentient objects from paper, or can you make non-sentient objects as well? Like Momo?"

Izuku thought for a moment as he pondered how to best explain it, "Well, my quirk depends on me giving paper instructions. I'd still be able to create the object, but since it can't follow any instructions, it would be useless and just self destruct, basically." He subconsciously winced, "It's not fun."

Kirishima interjected, "Still, it must be nice to have a simple emitter-type quirk. You can do a lot of stuff with it." He held out a hand and hardened it, "My hardening super strong and can destroy bad guys in a fight, but it's not all that impressive."

Izuku looked at his arm in wonder and he could practically feel the stars forming in his eyes, "Ah no way! I think it's really awesome looking! You're definitely pro material with a quirk like that."

Kirishima brought his arm back in front of him, "You really think so? Seems like it would be easier to become a popular hero if I had something flashier."

Aoyama said, "My naval lazar has the perfect combination of panache and strength."

Mina laid a hand in his shoulder, "But it's way lame if it gives you a stomach ache sweetie."

Izuku silently laughter at that while Kirishima continued speaking,"Well, if any of our classmates have pro quirks, it's Todoroki and Bakugou."

"Sure, but Bakugou's always angry so he'll never be that popular." Asui said.

And Izuku swore he had never wanted to laugh so hard in his life. He would have, too, if he wasn't certain that Bakugou would murder him for it.

Bakugou jumped out of his seat, "WHAT DID YOU SAY?! I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!"

Asui pointed at him, "You see."

"You know, we all just met you," Kaminari said, "So it's kind of telling that we all know your personality is flaming crap mixed with garbage."

Bakugou exploded, "I'LL MAKE YOU REGRET THE DAY YOU APPLIED TO THIS SCHOOL, YA LOSER!"

Welp, there goes all of Kaminari's progress.

"I'L KILL YOU!"

Looks like Kirishima is going to have to find someone else to attempt to be friends with Bakugou now.

The argument continued until Mr. Aizawa broke it up, "Hey hey, we're here. Stop messing around."

The class responded with a chorus of 'yes sir's.

They arrived in complete silence and everyone got off the bus without speaking a word.

They were greeted by a marshmello-looking person. "Greetings everyone! I've been waiting for you!"

Izuku gasped and he didn't even notice how he started rambling, "It's the space hero, 13! The chivalrous pro who's rescued a ton of people from disasters across the world!"

Uraraka cheered, "Woohoo! 13 is one of my favorite heroes!"

13 gestured to the rest of the building, "Can't wait time show you what's inside."

"This is going to be awesome!"

Kirishima was one of the first students to say something as they entered the building, "Holy crap, this looks like some type of amusement park."

13 pointed out each section, "A shipwreck, a landslide, a fire, a wind storm, etc. I created this training facility to prepare you to deal with different types of disasters. I call it, the Unforeseen Simulation Joint! But you can call it, USJ!"

Just like Universal Studios Japan.

Mr. Aizawa walked up to her, "Hey, shouldn't All Might be here already? Let me guess, he booked an interview instead."

13 walked closed to him and said something that he couldn't hear to Me. Aizawa. He only heard Mr. Aizawa say, "That man is the height of irresponsibility," when he turned towards them slightly.

What does that mean?

Mr. Aizawa looked at them, "Clocks ticking, we should get started."

Behind him, 13 raised her arms slightly, "Excellent! Before we begin let me say one thing. Er, well maybe two, possibly three, four, or five."

We get it.

"Listen carefully," she raised her hand, "I'm sure you're all aware that I have a powerful quirk. It's called Blackhole. I can use it to suck up anything and turn it to dust."

Shyness forgotten, Izuku stepped forward, "Yeah, you've used Blackhole to save people from all kinds of disasters before, haven't you?" Uraraka nodded rapidly behind him.

"That's true." 13 said, "But my quirk could very easily be used to kill. Some of you also have powers that can be dangerous." Realization dawned on the students, "In our superhuman society, quirks are stringently document and regulated, so we often overlook how dangerous they can actually be. Please don't forget that if you lose focus, your powers can be deadly. Even if you're trying to do something virtuous like rescue someone.

"Thanks to Aizawa's fitness tests, you have a solid idea of your quirks potential. And thanks to All Might's combat trading, you likely experienced how dangerous your quirk can be when used on other people. Carry those lessons over to this class. Today, you will learn how to use your quirks to save people's lives.

You won't be using your quirks to attack villains or each other, only to help. After all, that's what a hero is all about: ensuring the safety of others."

13 is so cool!

She bowed, "Thanks so much for listening to what I have to say."

Everybody started cheering, even as Mr. Aizawa tried to get their attention, "All right, now that that's over-" the lights suddenly sparked with electricity and then darkened. Mr. Aizawa stiffened and suddenly turned around.

There was a black a purple mist forming in front of the sputtering fountain and Izuku felt his face pale.

Is that Kurogiri?!