Izuku truly had no idea how everything had gone so wrong so quickly.
Well more wrong than they had already been going anyway.
They'd been about to evacuate, the door was right there too, just a few metres and then they could send for help.
Izuku could have, no he should have gone himself, crossing the needed distance something the boy could do easily, but he felt a sense of duty to protect his classmates like his teacher had asked, and he needed to stay behind for that.
His hesitation might have cost them all their lives.
The class hadn't made it more than a few steps before the black mist that had brought the villains here had intercepted their path.
He'd revealed the villains intent to kill All Might, which Izuku had already predicted, not that it made him feel any better about the current situation, and then Katsuki and Kirishima had attacked the villain.
Like idiots.
Izuku couldn't blame them, they hadn't been here long enough to be taught proper strategy against villains of different types, nor had they had it drilled into them the best quirks for every situation.
Not everyone could excel at those areas like Izuku, before the watch he'd spent years studying this exact thing, quirk match up, villain scenarios, a hero didn't need a useful quirk to be useful, he'd realised that wasn't enough on it's own eventually, but he certainly had a leg up on his classmates in certain areas.
For example, the two should have stayed back and let thirteen use his quirk, their current opponent was intangible, physical or energy attacks would do little to hurt him, however, black hole would suck in the mist, possibly revealing their assailants true body, then would have been the optimum time to strike.
Instead, thirteen was forced to sit back and do nothing, any attempts to unleash his quirk having the potential to harm the two students.
It was for that reason that the mistman had engulfed the lot of them, leaving them only with a threat to their lives and a floaty feeling in Izuku's stomach.
What a mess that had been.
The green haired boy looked down, realising he was mid air, above a large pool of water, which was just great in his opinion, it was a good thing he'd waterproofed his costume.
Gravity soon took effect and the boy began falling.
As he hit the water, he was engulfed by green light, having managed to access the watch in just enough time, in his place now swam a mostly grey figure with a head similar to an angler fish, a long eel like tail was in the place of its legs, and it had webbed claws on its humanoid arms.
Ripjaws was not Izuku's favourite form, in fact, it would be his least favourite, apart from one other that made Izuku shiver just from thinking about, the bottom line was, Ripjaws was Izuku's greatest asset when he was underwater, the form was agile and could withstand ridiculous levels of pressure, but anywhere else and the fishlike being was pretty terrible, it dehydrated too quickly, and despite its claws and teeth being rather strong, there was no reason to use it over Wildmutt unless the green haired boy needed to go for a dip.
He was still rather thankful that he had this particular alien, however, especially as multiple underwater based villains began swarming him.
The greenette flawlessly swam away from one attack, rapidly flipping in the water and delivering a powerful tail strike to his opponent before dodgin a harpoon coming his way.
"Seriously, who uses harpoons? I'm not a whale captain Ahab." Izuku quipped, he was sure being an ass was just a coping mechanism at this point, it did help him in high stress situations.
The villains became a little more wary of the boy after seeing his mobility in the water.
Which was good, Ripjaws had a very limited moveset, apart from fish slapping people with his tail, Izuku could use his multiple rows of razor sharp teeth to rip chunks out of people, but that was very much illegal, and would very much get him in trouble.
The greenette prepared himself for the next wave of attacks when he felt something long and slimy wrap around his waist.
That was a bit gross, and for some reason hot?
Izuku chided himself on his bad thoughts as he was whisked out of the water like a fish on a line.
The boy deactivated his transformation as he landed on the deck of the boat that floated in the middle of the zone he was in.
He'd reiterate, U.A had too much money.
"Thanks for that Tsu, they were starting to coral me there." The boy said.
"Your welcome Midoriya, kero." The girl replied, walking up to the edge of the boat to check on the villains that were surfacing in the water.
"Call me Izuku, formalities seem a bit pointless in this situation." The boy said, looking over to Mineta who was curled up and bawling his eyes out. "Dude, calm down, I know things look bleak, but you're doing no one any favours by losing your cool."
"That's easy for you to say Midoriya, we can't all be badasses with hundreds of superpowers at our disposal." The boy cried.
Izuku walked up to the boy, who cowered back, as if ready to be punished for his affront, before he crouched down and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"It's not easy for me to say, did you hear what that mist guy said? They're here to kill All Might, and whether they can or not is irrelevant, because they sure as hell wouldn't have come here without the firepower to try. All Might isn't even here, so that means their sights are aimed at us, so yeah, I'm shitting bricks over here." Izuku said plainly, not helping the small boy at all, "however, these are the moments where we need to smile the most, letting the villains know we're scared is like giving them the victory before we even have the battle, besides, these guys broke into our school and threatened our friends, I'm not just going to sit here and let them run amok when I could give them a big fuck you."
"That's all well and good, Izuku-kun." Tsuyu told the boy, his little speech whilst not the most inspiring, not the worse she had ever heard. "But how are we going to get out of this pickle?"
"Well Tsu, you fantastic froggy female, we're standing on our key to victory right now." The greenette smiled maniacally, cycling though the forms on his watch, before he turned the top of his wrists to his friends on the boat, revealing a strange blob like silhouette with long arms. "What do you reckon are the odds this boat is fully functional?" Izuku asked, a wide grin on his face.
Oh how he had longed to get his hands on a piece of technology this big, but he had nowhere to put something of this size before.
Since he was in the shit anyway, he might as well have some fun.
Shota Aizawa knew when he was in a shitty situation.
This was about a seven out of ten on the shitty situation scale, quickly going up to an eight.
He could slowly feel his eyes dry up, reducing the effectiveness of his quirk, and the enemies didn't seem to be thinning out.
The villains weren't of particularly high quality, but there were a lot of them, which spoke for the amount of weight whatever organisation had planned this could pull around in the criminal underworld.
Still, he needed to beat these mooks in order to keep his students safe, this lot had good potential, he could tell, each of them could become a powerful hero if cultivated right, and they seemed to flock under the leadership of one of his students in particular.
Izuku Midoriya was a mystery to the pro hero, he didn't have a quirk, which made him trying to be a hero illogical at best, but the boy displayed a mind much sharper than most of his classmates, possessing both book smarts and battle instincts that made him suited for analysing any situation even under pressure, that paired with the versatility that his mysterious watch gave him made the boy arguably on par with low level pro heroes.
The watch was something that worried the man, technology may have advanced rapidly since the birth of quirks, but it was not at the level of altering someone's biology so completely and drastically without any perceived side effects.
But the boy was convinced it was safe, and the man doubted he could take any precaution his student hadn't already, let alone his student's parents.
Aizawa looked up to see the pale blue haired man charging at him seemingly counting softly under his breath and with his hands outstretched.
That usually indicated some form of touch activated quirk, so the man chose not to get too close to those palms without using his own quirk.
"You the top dog?" Aizawa asked, sending one of his bandages after his opponent, the man grabbed the capture toll in an impressive display of his reaction time, grabbing the same piece of bandage the pro hero pulled himself forward, landing an elbow against his opponents gut.
The man recovered quickly and looked at the pro hero.
"We keep jumping around, so it's hard to tell, but whenever you complete an action your hair falls over you eyes, the interval is getting shorter and shorter." The man said, taking hold of Aizawa's elbow. "Don't bite off more than you can chew, Eraserhead."
The pro hero gritted his teeth in pain as he felt the skin and bone in his elbow turn to dust, before more damage could be done, the black haired hero used his free hand to punch the villain away and jumped back to gain some distance.
His elbow was definitely broken.
He was getting closer and closer to the top of the shitty situation scale.
"That quirk of yours… Isn't it unsuited to fighting so many people for such a long time? Aren;t you like a fish out of water here?" The villain taunted. "Did you jump in just to give your students peace of mind? How cool! You're so cool! Oh by the way hero, I'm not the top dog."
With those words Aizawa felt a large shadow looming over him, he turned his head slightly to see a bulky beak faced creature with exposed brain matter reach for him with it's meaty hands.
Aizawa cursed under his breath as he felt himself manhandled by the black humanoid.
'This is definitely a ten…' the man thought to himself before his head was slammed down against the ground, and his arm was twisted in a way it surprisingly hadn't been before.
Trying to erase the things quirk did nothing to reduce the creature's strength, which was a scary thought in and of itself.
The creature slammed his face into the concrete once more.
No doubt it would have continued doing so until he was dead, if the hand wearing villain commanded it to.
Luckily for him, the man's attention was seemingly drawn skyward.
"Okay, what the fuck is that?" The villain asked.
Aizawa barely managed to turn and look at the object that had caught his opponent's eye, only slightly surprised by the fact that it was a flying boat.
The boat itself was almost all black apart from green lines that criss crossed it's surface like technological veins.
Two large wings with equally large jets were now mounted on its side, providing it the lift needed to stay afloat and what could only be described as an obscene amount of guns were attached to the hull.
Aizawa didn't know where it came from or who made it, which could only mean one thing, his trouble children were up to no good again, probably Midoriya, it was usually Midoriya.
"VILLAINS, SURRENDER NOW AND WE WILL NOT REARRANGE YOUR FACES." The flying boat announced as it drew closer to the plaza. "YOU HAVE ONE SECOND TO COMPLY."
Without giving the villains any time to consider or accept the offer, the guns began rapidly firing large amounts of purple putty, capturing villains left and right with brutal precision, attaching them to the floor with large globs that had a strange bubble gum like consistency.
"YOU THERE IN THE MIDDLE, RELEASE OUR SENSEI AT ONCE OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES." The ship called out again, sounding strangely cocky for a machine.
"I'll tell you what, come out of the ship and I'll give you back your Sensei." The villain said, walking up to Aizawa and putting four of his fingers against his neck, "or you stay up there and I'll let your beloved Sensei experience my quirk first hand."
The plaza was silent for a few seconds, before the response came from the ship.
"VERY WELL."
Aizawa wanted to tell his students to run, obviously Midoriya wasn't as intelligent as he gave him credit for if he fell for such a simple trap.
After a few seconds, the flying ship had landed, a ramp extending down from its deck before it seemingly deactivated, guns losing power and green veins darkening, two figures walked down to confront the villain.
"L-let our Sensei go now." Mineta stammered, his eyes puffy from crying.
The villain laughed at the display before him.
"You're the brat that was so cocky just a second ago?" The man laughed, removing his hand from Aizawa's neck. "You have an impressive quirk, but that attitude is real pathetic. Well, let me teach you a valuable lesson today kid, never trust a villain."
With those words the man sprinted towards his students, his speed faster than they could hope to react, hand ready to disintegrate one of them.
"PSYCHE."
The villains eyes widened as the ship suddenly burst to life, shooting him at almost point blank range with one of it's purple projectiles.
The goo wrapped around him, sending him careening backwards and trapping him against the floor.
"NOMU!" The man bellowed in rage, kicking his legs like a child throwing a tantrum, no doubt a sign for his brutish companion to kill his captive.
Before the black creature could slam his head against the ground one last time, however, a green laser precisely cut off the creatures hand at the wrist, before another, much larger beam hit the creature right in the chest distancing it from Aizawa completely.
Next thing the black haired pro knew, his two students were carrying him off to safety as the entire ship brought its weight to bare against the odd creature.
He'd taken it back, Izuku was a brilliant strategist.
He would have to give him a stern talking to about using his classmates as bait in said strategies, but the boy knew his stuff.
Actually, scratch that, the kid was an idiot.
Aizawa couldn't help let out a long sigh as he watched the chassis of the boat shrink on itself, and what he could only describe as a rip-off gundam emerge from what used to be a very expensive and very nice boat.