First of all, I need to clear things up.

Is this a filler? Yes.

Is it a shameless 1 week timeskip? Yes.

Does it contain any shamelessly obvious foreshadowing? Yes.

Can I skip this chapter? Yes.

Why a band? Why not.

Okay, that clears things up.


Chapter 12

At the Hidden Villain Headquarters…

"I'm back, boss."

"You've come with the data I've requested?"

"Yes, sir! All the data of every Hero Course students."

The figure quietly looked at the data. He stopped on one file containing a particular student. "Carlos Gerald Curdo. If we kill him, that would surely bait his father to come after me. A happy family reunion will happen if he does." The figure laughed menacingly.

"So do we strike now, boss?"

"No. We need to find the right time. I need you to check the schedules of this child's class."

"And then we strike, boss?"

"You strike. I'll stay back. I'll let him know that his son is so irrelevant that I didn't have to kill the child personally. He knows I would only kill people myself when I deem them a threat. This would have been an ultimate insult to his son's death. For now, we figure out the time of attack and where we should attack from. Just to make sure, you're bringing the strongest heroes with you."

"Okay then, boss."

At the school…


Carlos' POV:


"How the motherfuck is that even fun?"

Becky raised her hand in which Sir Chad calls her. "We kinda… already picked the Class President."

"Who is it? You better be serious about this."

"Anyone in favor of Natalya, raise your hand." Pretty much everyone in the class raised their hand leaving Natalya very confused. "Vhat? Vhat did I do to get this position?"

"You managed to control a clown and some fanfiction writer easily last night. I think that's enough proof that you get to be the Class President. I'm confident that you would be able to keep everyone on track. Also, you're strong enough to knock people out when a fight ensues."

"Fine. I vill do my best. I'm am not making promises, though."

"Well you pissmuffins still need to vote for a Vice President. Can't have her carrying the burden alone right? Being alone with a burden comes with consequences." As many of you didn't realize, this would be one of the many foreshadowing life lessons would say throughout the years.

"Okay, we need someone level headed. Someone that can help the president when she needs it. Someone who manages to keep calm in situations. Who do you guys think fit the bill?" A lot of people then looked at Artemis who looked back at them very confused. "Artemis?"

"Artemis."

"I didn't have a say in this."

"Y-Yeah, I-I'm pretty s-sure that Artemis needs to have a say in this before we make her the Vice President." Artemis seemed to think about it for a moment before giving her answer. "...Fine. I'll allow it. I shall do my best to perform my duties but like what Natalya said, I am making no promises."

"Well, two positions down, one to go."

"EH?!"

"Okay, let me explain. A lot of times, the Pres and Vice Pres would be called on to meetings during classes. Someone's gotta take charge of the class when they're not around and even if you're all technically my responsibility, take this as some kind of leadership training. You get to calm the class down we they need to calm down. This is more on the voluntary side of things rather than on the voting side of things."

"Who even wants to that type of work? I don't think anyone would've been able to quiet down this class if some chaos happened." Frey had a point but you already had a bad feeling on what's gonna happen. "I see. Well, I'll be picking your Peacemaker for you, then."

"Peacemaker? Type of name is that? Sounds like it came from a name generator."

"I know, I know. Blame the school for the names. Okay, for Peacemaker, I might as well choose someone who needs to learn about responsibility. Someone who doesn't really care much about a lot of things. Someone who would, most of the time, sleep in class." That sounds familiar. Wait. Wait a motherfuckin' minute. No fucking way he's…

"That sounds a hell lot like me, Sir Chad." You said while everyone nodded their heads. Traitors. "Exactly. I don't want you sleeping in my class or any other so you're in charge of these idiots while these two are gone and even if they're here you're still gonna help them."

"What if I refuse?"

"What I got here are different items that would signify that you're the boss." You saw a really long scarf with the KoVA symbol on it. Ya know, the one with a fire breathing Manticore on it. Do Manticores even breath fire? Why does the school even have a Manticore for a symbol? You admit they look awesome but you never really imagined knights riding a Manticore to battle. The school really must be depending on name and logo simulators for their shit. Hell, maybe they even had to look up the school motto too. But you digress. That scarf was enough to convince you as much of a sell out you kind of are. "Forget the fact that I refused. I want that motherfuckin' scarf."

"Language."

"Ya can't stop me, Nat."

"Just get your items here." Sir Chad was clearly getting tired of this shit. Natalya walked over and got a simple armband and put it on her left arm. Artemis got herself a headband. You quickly grabbed your scarf while chuckling maniacally.

"Well now that's dealt with. Pop quiz!"

"WE DIDN'T EVEN STUDY ANYTHING YET!"

"Please, you've already been here for two days. You can handle a pop quiz." Well at least it didn't get any worse than it already was. The other subjects went over like a breeze. Well, it went over like a breeze because you didn't bother taking notes. The teachers didn't even call your name which is fine too. You did listen well in music class. Apparently Mr. Universe was both the school nurse and the first year's music teacher. He plays the guitar better than anyone you know. Seriously, you never was able to pull off a perfect guitar cover of "Through the Fires and Flames" but he did it PERFECTLY and JOKINGLY as lesson 1. Good thing that wasn't lesson 1. You were pretty much grouped into different bands by class. You were with Apollo, Frey, and Aron. Angus and Casey was put in another group. Too bad for all of you. "Okay guys, that's gonna be your bandmates 'till the end of your time here in school. Your first assignment is to name your band. I'll be expecting a name next week."

"Hey how about 'Carlos and these Other Guys'?" You jokingly suggested. "Good one. Not good enough, though." Frey retorted.

"Seriously why is thinking of a band name so much of a motherfuckin' chore."

"Eh, we got until next week. We could just bounce off names or maybe even inside jokes." Aron said. "Motherfucker had a point. We got a week for this."

"Sir! We have finally finished thinking of our band name!" says some girl with who was along some other… girls? What did you expect? A mixed band? With that armband on her, you assumed that she's one of the officers in her class. That accent gave away the fact that she might be one of those snobby popular girls from the high school movies. You really love to hate them. "We shall be named 'The Jills' it sounds hot and are better than any other thing that these losers can think of." And she's delusional. Motherfuckin' perfect. She must've used a name generator app on that too. "It's on, bitch." The 4 of you said quietly. "You guys hate self centered bitches, too?" They nodded. "Looks like we got competition then. We're getting Nellia and Izubro to file them. Search for things we can use against them."

"Okay, who's playing what? We know Carlos can play the electric guitar so we got that covered."

"I'm going with drums. Used to do it with some trash cans and dumpster with my ol' crew back when I was living in the streets." Frey said while crossing his arms. "I guess I'll go with the bass then. I mean, it can't be that different from a lute right? I could also do backup vocals if we need it." Apollo says. "Well, I guess that leaves me as the main guy. The singer of this fucking band then, ye? I wanna do the piano and the keyboards and a fucking xylophone too if we need that shit."

"You can control your quirk while singing right?"

"Well I wouldn't have suggested it if I can't, mate."

"Fair enough."

"All we got left is the name and we got a weeks worth of time to think about it." All of you agreed to talk about it back at the dorms until you thought of a good name.


A shameless timeskip to one week later…


"We didn't think about the name!"

"I KNOW!" You forgot about it. All of you forgot about it.

"Hey Angus, did your group think of a band name?"

"Of course, it's called 'Thunderblades'. Why?"

"Nothing in particular. Just curious."

"Okay then."

"BRUH THEY ALREADY HAVE A FUCKIN' BAND NAME!"

"I KNOW! HEY RABBIT!" Frey pointed at Izubro and signaling him to get over here. "U-Um, do you need anything?"

"WE ARE FUCKING SCREAMING REALLY LOUD AND YOU EXPECT TO BELIEVE THAT YOU DIDN'T HEAR A SINGLE WORD FROM THAT?!" Frey was not violently shaking Izubro. The poor motherfucker's head is gonna hurt after this.

"N-Nevermind, you don't have a band name yet?" Izubro asks while massaging his head.

"Yeah, and we can't think of shit." Of course, Aron had to raise his fucking arms in a very over reactive way.

"W-Well w-why not t-try to find similarities between all of you? Like, why do you want to be a hero?" You all thought about it and figured that it might be a good idea. "Carlos, why do you want to be a hero?"

"Payback."

"O-Okay, I won't ask. How about you, Apollo?"

"My sister dragged me into it but I guess I do enjoy this stuff."

"You, Frey?"

Frey simply shrugged with indifference. "Whatever's gonna put food on the table. Could have gone for doctor but I would've done that old man a favor. I kinda owe my grandmother for taking me in as well."

"Aron?"

"Get bitches and riches." He said that without blinking. Makes sense though. A lot of heroes are kinda like that these days.

"... You guys got a pretty weak reason to be one, you know." Izubro does have a point.

"Trust me, Izubro. I think everyone but Aron here is well aware that we got a weak reason to be a motherfuckin' hero."

"I take offense to that!" Aron jokingly screams. "Wait guys, this gave me an idea. Why not call ourselves 'The Anti-Heroes'?"

"That's so fucking cliche. Let's do it."

"What do you motherfuckers do in Cooking class, Izubro?"

"Eh, we just cook. Few lessons here and there but we mostly just do some cooking. We're making desert today, actually." Izubro told you while drinking coffee and reading a newspaper. Well, he used to until he spit out the coffee. "Bruh what the motherfuck did you do that for?"

"Look at this!" You read the newspaper and you were surprised. "UA attacked by League of Villains?" You read out loud for the others to hear. "Damn, Blasty Mcsplody getting some action right there."

"It says here that they got someone that could beat All Might. Well, it ended as well as you could think of."

"Japanese Superman suddenly getting Plot Armor?"

"All Might suddenly going beyond. Practically a Plus Ultra situation."

"Pfft, yeah like that would never happen to us." Aron says while sweat rolls down his forehead. "RIGHT?!"


Welp if you still managed to read this filler chapter, I applaud you. I'm pretty distracted with school right now which is why there's not much chapters right now. School's getting really hard. Practically the usual. So yeah, this is a long shameless forshadowing that would set up an arc were they would technically take a break from this bullshit in the far future. I already chose my AfO successor. Wait a fucking minute, AfO? Seriously, sometimes when I read some stories the short one is AfO and not OfA. I'm sorry for being rude but the fact that you get something as simple as those two wrong, you gotta fix that. But I digress. Someone who gets a place in the UA sports festival when the guys here watches it will be those users. Let's just say that they didn't manage to face Todoroki like Midoriya did. Wait, does that count as a spoiler? Well, I didn't get into any details at all, so fuck it. Anyways, see ya guys soon.