A/N: Hey, Y'all! Sorry I didn't get this out yesterday, homework is a butt. Hope you enjoy my beautiful angsty monstrosity, and I'll talk to you later. Hope you enjoy!

Spoilers for S1 of My Hero Academia. Remember to smile, even if it's hard to see just how great a day it is :)

Episode: S1 Ep 10 - Encounter with the Unknown

Rating: K+

Warnings: Some angst

Summary: Erazor Head might not be able to correct all the spelling errors, Kurogiri is actually British, heroic montage time, and Mineta is- well- Mineta. Why does he exist again?


"Erazor Head," Izuku murmured to himself, worryingly curling his fists. If he wastes too much energy fighting grunts, will he be able to defeat all of them? Though his quirk is a great advantage, he's not invincible, Izuku thought, trying to calculate Aizawa's chances. Should we try to intervene?

The class was becoming restless, and all that pent up adrenaline was starting to take its toll. A pro hero would help, Izuku was sure of that; but they were not pro heroes. They were a bunch of kids with costumes, playing at paragons of peace. And they were truly terrified.


Kurogiri was a villain, yes, but that did not make him barbaric. He was careful to be polite, considerately explaining to the children that they were the league of villains, and they had simply come to kill All Might; they were not aware of the schedule changes.

From the time Kurogiri was but a small shadow, his mother had always taught him to be polite to others, especially those he was about to kill, and he never took that to heart(because he never had one). After all, politeness was the key ingredient in a happy, healthy, and murdery relationship.


It was time to stand, time to fight, and time to put to use everything they had learned. This was where they would stand together, and they would not fall. As villains surrounded them, they prepared their attack as one. They were separated by walls, yes, but they would bring down their foes in harmony.

They had to fight; for themselves, for their classmates, for everything U.A. stood for. For if they could stop their enemies in their tracks here, it would be a decisive blow. This was no desperate last stand; but was a triumphant call to arms.


Mineta couldn't understand, couldn't fathom why Izuku, who was just as scared, just as paranoid as him, was jumping straight into certain death. How could he act, paralyzed by fear? How was he not frozen, in the face of murdering villains?

I need to do this, Izuku thought to himself. If I do this, we have a chance, using the power of surprise to defeat our enemies. It doesn't matter if I'm scared, it doesn't even matter if I fail, all that matters right now is fighting to the last. And that's what I'll do, even if it kills me.