Hey guys, sorry this took a while, as mentioned in the last chapter new job has been murder on my writing schedule. Also realized I needed to do some page break editing here, so sorry about that, reposting with that revision. I also want to thank everyone who has been reading and commenting, favoriting and following, much appreciated.

Shoji sat on his perch, restless. He knew what he was doing was important and he knew that it was necessary but it didn't change the nervous tension he felt. That fear that by waiting here instead of being out searching a classmate was in mortal peril. He had his job though given his abilities he was excellent at gathering information, he could reshape his arms into ears, eyes, and other sensory organs and lately he had been learning to do more to gain better sensory abilities, seeing farther or being better at seeing in darkness. He had been one of the observers here for a while, he was distinctive but he had been kept here when not in class.

He knew that what he was doing had purpose and use, technically he had apparently managed to get information that was useful in two cases but at this point he didn't find that very helpful given that Izuku was still a prisoner. The situation at the dorms wasn't much better, Izuku being missing had initially been able to go unnoticed by saying he was training or something similar but eventually someone would notice and the story would get harder to keep quiet.

Izukus mother had been a bit of a terror as well, he had only heard rumors but allegedly she had managed to intimidate several teachers with the tirade she had gone on. He made himself focus, the important thing was gathering information, getting data relevant to…

"…And that's why we're sending you."

He froze, he remembered that voice, that voice was the voice of the shadow teleporter. The one at USJ, he would remember that voice for years. He focused himself on that, using a free arm to grab a pen and write down everything her heard as he kept listening.

"Your job is simple, talk to her and explain that she needs to move the prisoner. If there is resistance you are to protect her and help her get the prisoner out. Priority is recovering them. If you are captured don't worry, you and your families will be taken care of should you be captured while helping her, though if you are captured due to simple idiocy instead, that will not be rewarded.

Shouji copied the information down, once no more seemed forthcoming he contacted his hero supervisor.

Two hours later after intelligence had been gathered and reviewed the heroes and students were assembled, Nedzu stood to address the overall group of heroes. "I'll try to keep this short and to the point. Izuku Midorya is apparently the prisoner of a member of the league of villains. Intelligence gathered from several sources implies that they're sending people to try to assist in moving him, however there were multiple locations listed. Also, problematically we're stretched rather thin at the moment. As it is merely trying to find him without news becoming widespread has created a situation where we did not have the proper numbers to deal with the situation. However we believe that we can help with this, I don't make the decision lightly but I intend to use the students to assist us in this."

There was some shock and objection from other teachers and pro heroes involved, however Nedzu spoke over them. "This isn't up for debate! The fact is that we have a very narrow window and we also have reason to believe that he may be badly injured or in an unstable mental state. Given that, it is likely that he will react more positively to people he is familiar with, not to mention that in a practical sense we do not have time to try to organize a larger group of pro heroes for this. The students are under strict orders to not engage with the villains, they are only to assist in civilian crowd control and the recovery of Midoriya Izuku."

The last part was spoken with a kind of dark finality, it was very clear that if the students tried to engage in battle that would be it. Each of them nodded, they were split off in teams of two and three as part of larger hero groups, placed more due to assumed utility of the students for recovery or the hero having some experience with them. As they were assigned and sent out Nedzu knew that he could only hope this went well, if it went worse this would likely be it for UA. As it was part of the other reason he did it was that frankly he knew the students would be out searching anyway, too many of them had gotten information and even if there was a threat of punishment it was just as likely that they would go out themselves. For now he had to trust he had made the right decision, he was quite certain he had, but, well one always wonders.

Tsuyu took a few deep breaths, she wasn't sure if she was hoping that this is where Midoriya was being held or not. She wanted to see her friend, wanted to be able to make sure he survived. But she wasn't sure if she wanted to find him as a prisoner and see directly whatever had happened to him. She didn't know if she was just squeamish about seeing it or if it had more to do with that lingering feeling of guilt that she was partially responsible for his capture. The target location was fairly ominous too, a morgue.

Her imagination wasn't helping, she imagined hearing him pounding from the inside of one of the vault drawers. Or finding him torn apart. She shuddered, she didn't like her mind right now, didn't like how cruelly it seemed to be taunting her. She remembered him saving her and Mineta at USJ, and now….now her words when he went to rescue Bakugo echoed cruelly in her head. She shouted the voices in her mind down, now wasn't the time to worry or fear about this, now was the time to focus and help rescue her friend and make sure that no civilians got caught up in this. That was her job that was what she was going to do. She looked at Ojiro, he seemed to be trying to keep his expression in a kind of meditative calm. As for Tooru, well she couldn't see the invisible girls face or expression but she could hear her breathing, triyng to steady herself, shaking and swaying a little in either nervous energy or just trying to comfort herself.

The vehicle carrying them pulled up, a perimeter was set up and they moved in quickly. One of the first things they noticed was that there didn't seem to be any civilians here, it was actually a it odd. Morgues weren't exactly places where you expected to see a large number of people but it seemed weirdly eerily still. Even stranger was when Tooru pointed to some of the paperwork on a desk, it was dated a week and a half ago. They started moving through and saw a reinforced door that was labeled as leading to the Morgue itself. Listening at the door they heard what sounded like an argument. A high pitched petulant snarl.

"I don't care what you were told, you can't take him! We aren't finished with our date yet and I haven't finished my work! If you want to try to move him you can wait but you need to go. We need to be alone for this!"

Tsuyu blanched when she heard that voice, she remembered it, remembered that blonde psycho that attacked her and Ochako during the summer camp. The girl who now had Izuku in her clutches. Ochako had admitted to Tsuyu that memories of the girl given her more than one night,are and Tsuyu had had similar experiences, now this girl had Midoriya doing…something to him and her tone of voice made her increasingly unnerved the more her mind tried to determine it.

The pro heroes were quiet, "We're going to move in and try to restrain the villains, hold back, if you see Izuku and see a safe path to him get him and get out. Get him to the vehicle and the driver there will get you to a hospital." The door went open and the heroes moved quickly, needing to keep and maintain initiative. Luckily the villains were too busy arguing to notice the heroes advancing, though that changed quickly. They leapt into action, "You're all under arrest, on your knees hands on your heads!"

The villains of course didn't surrender, as the fight broke out between them the three heroes in training scanned the room to look for Izuku. They found him though they almost regretted looking, he looked like he had been peeled. His costume had been reduced to bloody filthy rags hanging off of his body, his skin looked tattered and torn coated in layers of what looked like dried blood and grime. He was set up on a brace, bound at multiple points. He may have been conscious but they couldn't be sure. After a few moments of analysis they formed a plan. Ojiro had Hagurake hop on his back, leaping down the side of the stairs using his tail and his own natural agility to allow for a more controlled fall to get them down there quickly Hagurake would break Izukus bindings while Ojiro covered her, ideally he would then grab Hagurake and Izuku and they would get the hell out. If not Tsuyu would use her tongue to grab him and pull him in and get out that way, Hagurake and Ojiro running out after.

As the two leapt down Izuku heard the movement nearby his eyes snapped open and he saw Ojiro…when had Himiko gotten Ojirous blood…oh no. She must have looked like him and gotten close, his fault, all his fault and he caused more of his friends to get hurt. But then he saw a set of gloves moving…wait..Hagurake..this was really them, they were here to rescue him…oh no he had to tell them to go, to leave. They weren't safe, this was some sort of trap that she set up, it had to be.

"Go, go, you have to get out of here, if you don't go she'll have you to. Please…I know you want to help me but you can't just go, please.." his eyes filling with tears as he pleaded with them. "She won't let you take me, I can't escape…please…" In response he heard a somewhat dismissive tisking sound behind him.

"Well we're here and we're getting you out Midoriya, so quit fighting it…jeez you'd think you'd be happier to see us." She was also quietly cursing at the restraints, these things were pretty well reinforced which made sense given the green haired boys quirk, and given how defeated he had sounded odds were he had probably tried to escape before and couldn't.

As he tried to warm them though a new voice was heard, "I said we needed privacy. None of you are invited so get away from my darling Izuku! He doesn't need or want you here!" With eyes gleaming with focused fury she lunged at Ojiro, he was able to dodge her attack but just barely, the blade swinging quickly. Hagurake began to work more frantically, hoping she wouldn't be noticed. She managed to get the bindings open and suddenly felt the searing pain of a cold blade in her, she let out a piteous squeal and nearly fell to the ground. Looking she saw Himiko glaring at her, getting ready for another attack, though Ojiro grabbed her, shouting for Tsuyu who shot out her tongue to grab Izuku and pull him to her.

Even as she did she sort of regretted it, for one thing Midoriya was trying to fight off the rescue, though not very effectively given how weakened he likely was. Somewhat more problematic was the fact that because it was her TONGUE touching him she tasted the dried blood, the grime, on him and her stomach retched. She managed to force the impulse away and grabbed him, cradling him as she lept with Ojiro holding a bleeding Tooru. Running hard, unsure of where Himiko might be, sometimes hearing movements but the priority was Izuku, even as he tried to push away, begged to be left so they would be safe.

Tsuyu hated herself but she tightened the grip of her tongue slightly, Izuku gave a pained cry but he mercifully passed out. Tsuyu wasn't proud of hurting him more but if she didn't stop him from trying to stop his own rescue he could get killed, not to mention that trying to thrash around probably wasn't good for him in his state. They managed to get out of the building and into one of the vehicles, as it sped towards the hospital they looked at their friend, torn, tattered and broken. Would they even be able to heal this? Would he even be able to continue his hero training after this? Deafening silence blanketed the vehicle.