9. IGNITE
"All Might doesn't seem to be here..." the villain with severed hands all over him grumbled, irritation evident in his voice, "Where is All Might?" he was getting impatient- then he had an idea. He turned to the students. "Would he turn up if we killed some kids?"
"VILLAINS?" the students flinched away from the green-hooded boy, eyes either on the crowd or on Green. "Why are they here? What kind of villains just waltz into hero home base-"
"Sensei!" Yaoyorozu reacts quickly, "What about the intruder alarms-"
"Of course we have some set up, but...!" Thirteen was at a loss. Surely, none of the teachers knew what was happening at this moment. But Aizawa knew better than to panic. He was a professional, and he would act like it.
"Ehh- what is this?" attention was turned back to Green, "I can't get out." His upper body was now wrapped in Aizawa's specially-crafted scarf thingy, but he wasn't exactly trying to get out. "Hey, let me go, Eraser Headd," he whined.
"How did you know my identity?" the teacher snapped at him, not answering, but pulling the boy closer. People usually didn't know his Hero name until they see him use his quirk, as he was really underground and not very much seen with his hair obeying gravity. "What the hell were you planning, coming here ahead of your comrades?"
"Surveillance?" Green tried. "And well-"
"Nevertheless, you might make a useful hostage." Aizawa interrupted the boy again, "Thirteen, get the students out of here."
"Please don't ignore me," Green spoke up, his arms wriggling about as if he was reaching for something, "And I really don't think -" A loud painful-soundly 'pop' was heard, and next thing they knew, the scarf had lost its hold on the boy and the boy easily jumped away before Eraser Head could react. The boy was a distance away, now, his left shoulder hanging limp and loose and-
This guy- Realization dawned on Aizawa, "He freaking dislocated his shoulder-?"
With some difficulty, the boy managed to pop his shoulder back in, then a smile returned to his face- Aizawa couldn't really discern anything, not with that hood blocking everything above his mouth- the boy grinned cheekily. "As I was saying-" he had to clarify, "I really don't think you should be ignoring those down there either!"
Aizawa tutted. He was right. He saw the villains already marching towards the stairs, and he knew instantly the best choice he had to make at the moment. But he couldn't leave this boy up here-
Just as he thought of it, the boy turned tail and joined his comrades down where the fountain was.
Great, Aizawa frowned, they're leading me into a trap. But he knew there was no doubt in his decision. He had to do this. "Thirteen," he turned to his current partner, "I'm counting on you."
"Wait, Sensei!" went unheard as Aizawa shifted his goggles to his eyes, and leaped down to the crowd of villains.
His scarf extended even before he reached the ground. Wrapping itself towards two villains and pulling them towards each other so they'd crash headfirst. When he'd landed, his first punch hit another villain, unprepared. The scarf wrapped itself around another's leg, dragging him airborne and landing on a few others.
"What the-! This isn't what I've heard!" They complained, some eyes drifting to Green. "Hey! You said it'd work if we were all mutant-types!"
"I also said to be prepared to fight." Green responded, "You just didn't listen."
They know, Aizawa realized, they know everything- the class schedule, the teachers in charge, the location and the quirks to combat against them all. Aizawa was handling up fine for the moment, but it had to dawn on him.
This definitely isn't an impulsive ambush. There's a really carefully thought out scheme behind it.
"Sensei's so cool!" Kirishima had to gape, "But no time to awe-"
"C'mon! We gotta evacuate!" Iida rushed the ones that were lagging behind.
"I'm afraid I can't allow that." A large black mist instantly burst forth before them, towering over them like a Tsunami. Everyone froze in their tracks, some taking a few cautious steps back at the danger.
Shit-! In the blink of an eye- He's the biggest threat here! Aizawa noticed too late.
"Greetings." the black mist gathered to form a semi-human figure, a deep voice bellowing from a mouth not seen between the haze, "We are the villain Organization. I apologize for the sudden visit, but we took it upon ourselves to enter UA Academy, a home base of heroes."
"Hey, where's All Might?" The green bunny from before gleefully made itself known beside the black mist.
WHEN THE HELL DID HE-
Even the mist guy seemed surprised at his random appearance, but sighed and continued. "Regarding the Symbol of Peace- All Might- We were wondering if we might be allowed the opportunity to extinguish him, you see."
This erupted a series of gasps and wide-eyed reactions from the students.
"Hey, why isn't he here?" Green asked, his tone whiny and curious as a child, "Did something go wrong? Did something happen or-"
"Setting that aside," Black Mist sighs, turning to Green. "I have a role to fulfill. You, get back."
It was almost an unneeded warning, as the next thing that happened was Bakugou and Kirishima springing ahead, their quirks already activating at their hands as they threw a hard punch each at the face of the black mist. An explosion caused by a certain boy's quirk clouded the area in grey smoke.
One had given the punch on instinct. Kirishima knew that it may have been the best choice at the moment. "Hah!" he called out, "Bet'cha didn't think we could take you out before you started!"
The other had done it, mostly because of anger. How dare these two villains just start acting all casual and nonchalant in front of them? And that bunny! Is he a baby or something? He's acting so fucking carefree! How much are they underestimating this fucking class?
"That was close." the Black Mist spoke again. "As expected of the golden eggs of the hero world."
"I'm okay!" went the bunny.
"It's no use!" Thirteen yelled, reacting faster than any of the students could, "Run, you two!"
Too late. The Black Mist blew up vastly in size, like an overflowing dam, immediately engulfing the two boys in the front and surrounding instantly the rest of the students.