HERO

by oneaboveall364

everything in the universe of My Hero Academia have a series of events that takes place for a reason. but what if reason was thrown out the window and thus the beings of another multiverse were reborn into this world. the original series of events will be forever rewritten by the unpredictable hands of fate. [rated T for now, will change back to M in the far future]

10. Chapter 7 - Their Starting Line

AUTHOR NOTE: My apologizes for the yearlong hiatus. My life has been filled with financial trouble and job searching. However, I never gave up on this story and I will finish it someday. that is my goal, along with many others. As we all know, the My Hero Academia franchise is on the final stretch of its publication and the anime is not far behind. It has been quite a journey through that world, and I can only hope that it has the best sendoff that it could possibly receive. until then, I'll continue to appreciate the series for the memories it has given me.

Enjoy the new chapter and do please leave a review.

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Chapter 11 - Their Starting Line

By One Above All

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Iceland had experienced the longest series of snowstorms ever recorded in human history. It had lasted around a year ago with no sign of stopping. The people of this nordic land have been through a cold summer, a cold spring, a cold fall, and the coldest winter ever. Little did they know that it had all started when Ormur turned fifteen years old. The day after his "assumed" birthday the Asgardian teen and everyone in the orphanage noticed the snow falling from clouds that came out of nowhere. A whole year after that day his life would change when he turned sixteen and gained the power to use to control lightning from his body.

Upon being reunited with his Mjolnir, Ormur regained his memories as an Asgardian and ceased the frost enchantment that had been cursed upon Iceland. The day after his victory alongside the Midgardian archer, the sun had finally returned to the country's sky and with it spring had commenced. The Asgardian carried Trickshot back to the orphanage where the two owners and all the children had awakened from their sleep by the knockout gas.

There, everyone got resituated with everything that had transpired as Trickshot slept in one of their many spare beds. In his sleep, he dreamt of his memories from his past life. In his dream, he was back home with Clint, his mother, and his drunk jackass father. The two brothers were waiting for dinner, but knew it might take a while. The sound of their parent's argument echoed in the dream and the environment of their small home was depressing with its black and white color scheme. The only thing that had color was the little crying Clint Barton. The older Barton placed a hand on his brother's shoulder to comfort him. Upon feeling his brother's touch, the younger Barton opened his teary eyes and then a blinding flash occurred.

The next segment of the dream showed a grizzly scene. The car crash that killed their parents was a memory that they will never forget and they continued to remember it wherever they go. From one foster home to the next, they just couldn't get a break as kids. That was until they saw the circus tents and heard the booming cheers. It was in this circus that they truly started. As the two Barton brothers got closer to the bright colors of the show, the dream was becoming more distorted and thus the older Barton awoke.

"Damn it, I thought I was done remembering that shit. The last thing I need are those memories resurfacing every damn time I survive a fight.", said a groggy Trickshot.

Getting up from the bed, the sole member of the Barton family looked to see that he was in one of the rooms of the orphanage. Looking at his person, he realized could use some freshening up before leaving Iceland and returning back to SHIELD with his objective. Speaking of whom, the archer still hasn't identified just which Asgardian the kid was. He figured since the teen had Mjolnir that they were Thor. Even still, he'll have to question Ormur as soon as he spots him.

Barton looked to the clothes drawers at the end of the room to see his supply bag there. The mirror on top showed that his attire had suffered greatly. Fortunately, he had a spare in his bag. After a shower and a change of attire, he left the room to see if there was anyone in the building. After going through the rooms, he heard commotion from what he thought was the mess hall. When he got there, he saw all the children running around and doing whatever they thought was fun. Looking closer at the details of the festive sight, he noticed some peculiar things at display.

There were runes made from paper mache that were hanging from wool strings connected to the support beams. If one could read Asgardian, then they would know that the runes read "young Valhalla". Some of the children were wearing costumes of fantasy creatures and beings that exist in the nine realms. Drawings of a current hammer wielding Asgardian were taped to a wall. Finally, the archer could see at the far end of the mess hall was Ormur in his Asgardian gear with Mjolnir dramatically telling some tale to the children that sat around him. They looked and listened in awe.

"Looks like you're finally awake.", said a voice to Barton's left. He turned to see the orphanage owner, Donard, and his wife, Kristine. The owner had passed the archer a mug of coffee.

"Thanks.", said the archer. Taking a sip, Barton savored the taste and then looked to the couple for an answer to an important question.

"How long was I out?", asked Barton. He twirled his drink as he thought of the possible time.

"You've been sleeping for a whole day. Your SHIELD organization has sent agents to speak to our mayor. The group that came were led by a man wearing a red bandanna.", said Donard.

"So, Forge is here. A whole day, damn. Am I right to assume that you two and the children got to learn more about your favorite lightning covered occupant?", asked Trickshot.

"Yes, when Ormur returned to us with you in his arms. He had changed so much. Not in a bad way, but it was still very sudden. The kids do enjoy it though. It's like he's a whole other person now.", said Donard as he looked at the young man.

"He's much more exuberant. It's as if he's a real pro-hero for our country. The costume and that hammer. He pretty much thinks of himself as Thor.", said Kristine as she locked an arm with her husband and looked at the boy as well.

"Yeah, I figured that would be the case. Can you two do me a favor and round up your children? I need to talk to Ormur alone.", requested Trickshot.

The owners agreed and quickly gathered the children for an outing to the town. Ormur, satisfied with his tales' end, sat down on his cushy chair and drank his mead. As the children left, a few of them asked the teen if he finished all of his story. With a charismatic smile, he promised them a thrilling tale when they return. All the children then left excited, the Asgardian and the archer were all alone in the room.

Barton and Ormur looked at one another. One was beaten up and the other jovial. The Asgardian passed his mead to the mortal in front of him. The archer took a drink of the mug and sighed in ease as the alcohol numb the pain of the bruises that were still around. Both men enjoyed the silence, until the youngest decided to start first.

"So, does this archer feel fine after our victory over those villains?",asked Ormur.

"Honestly, I've been through worse. But this isn't about me, we both know what happened a day ago. How does it feel to be a god again?", queried Barton.

Ormur thought hard on that question and knew to himself that the answer was complicated. Looking at Mjolnir and giving it a little twirl, his smile dropped and spoke seriously.

"That is hard to determine, archer. It is good to remember, but in memories pain resided and reemerged powerfully. As you rested the day before, I tried casting myself back to Asgard. However, I failed and not any rifts to any of the nine realms have opened for me. After many attempts, I realized that the source of such misfortune was Mjolnir itself.", proclaimed Ormur as he brought the godly weapon closer to the vigilante.

"So what's wrong with it? Cursed or something?", queried Barton.

"Not cursed, bewitched. To mortal eyes, the enchantment is invisible. But I had studied the magic closely before mysteriously being sent to Midgard as a child, thus I could see the forsaken rune that hinders mighty Mjolnir. Asgardian children age much slower than those on Earth. So while I was still a child, the royal scribes taught me all they knew to understand such enchantments. These runes have not only cut off the connection Mjolnir has with any of the possible gateways to Asgar, but have also altered me physically to where I now age as any mortal in this realm. I can still use my powers, but returning home is impossible. I am trapped in Midgard.", explained Ormur with perplexion and concern.

"And let me guess, you can't remove the runes.", figured Barton.

"I'm not at the age to use such magics properly and to put a bewitching rune on Mjolnir must have been done by a sorcerer of such high caliber. Thankfully, it does give a clue to what realm they're of. The script of this rune is written in Aesir tongue. A fellow Asgardian has trapped me in Midgard.", explained Ormur

"Well, that narrows down the suspect list to at least one realm. Not really much to work with, but there's nothing we can do about it. But before we go any further, I just have to ask for protocol sake. Ormur, is your name Thor?", asked Barton.

"Who's Thor? That name sounds like Aesir, but it's a name I've never heard of.", answered Ormur, puzzled.

Trickshot was then concerned when he heard that. If this Asgardian hasn't heard of Thor, then the current rules of Asgard existence could have changed as well. It was fifty-fifty whether that was good or not. He decided it would be best to ask the person he just gave the hammer to who they really are.

"Okay, that's concerning. That leaves one question. Just who are you? Ormur is obviously your Earth name. So what's your Asgardian name?", asked Barton.

With a thin lip, Ormur thought about it. His smile returned to him and he stood up exuberantly. He twirled Mjolnir and laid a hand on his belt. He looked at the archer and spoke proudly.

"I am to be called many things. Prince. Future King. the next Allfather. But for now, I am the son of prince Bor. The grandson of Allfather Buri. The God of Thunder. My new mortal friend, I am Odin Borson.", proclaimed the Asgardian teen now known as Odin.

Silence filled the room as Trickshot swore he heard a metaphorical glass break. His eyes were wide, brow sweated, and reality became heavy. The archer put the mug of mead away as he covered his face with his hands.

"Dear god. I'm speechless. I need… to… get you… to Peggy… right freaking now.", said Barton in shock and tiredness.

"Oh, is that the director of SHIELD? My presence on Midgard must be the utmost important if it warranted her attention.", wondered Odin in his jovial tone.

"Yeah, it really does. Trust me when I say that Peggy will answer all of your questions. Her quirk will do the job nicely.", said Barton as he got up and walked with the Asgardian out of the room. The two got their things as they made their way outside of the orphanage.

"Vairely my friend, another adventure awaits us. Hold on to me as I fly us to your fellow SHIELD warriors.", announced Odin as he offered an arm for Trickshot.

"Yeah, no. My bruises still haven't healed and Asgardian flight velocity won't help much. Besides, I got our ride.", said Trickshot as clicked on his SHIELD communicator. Speeding towards them was the archer's armored truck.

"Truly, there isn't a limit to mortal technology. But surely, wouldn't it be more useful to improve their quirks than this reliance on these ever-changing contraptions?", asked the young Odin as he sat shotgun to Barton.

"You'd be surprised how often quirks and tech go hand in hand. From the sound of it, you found out that you don't really have a quirk huh. Must've been a shocker to know that you and your people don't have these weird abilities?", queried Trickshot as he drove them away from the orphanage.

"Aye, it would seem that my strength and my thunder are natural to only me. All members of the Asgardian royal line have unique powers not found in most of our realm. From what I've seen from your Midgardian television, these quirks have made some of you mortals into very fierce warriors.", said Odin with excitement at the thought of facing a worthy foe.

"Yeah. Heroes and Villains are often annoying to deal with.", remarked Trickshot.

After a half hour drive filled with Odin's retellings of his battles when he was seven, Trickshot thanked whatever god that was listening to his prayers that they'd made it to the town that Forge was waiting for them. Carter's second in command noticed the armored truck and raised a hand to tell them to park. The truck stopped and the two heroes of the incident made their way to the commanding officer.

"Barney, buddy, you look like hammered shit. And look who it is, the star of the show for the last day or so. Feels good to have that hammer back, right?", queried Forge.

"Aye, it does me fine to be with mighty Mjolnir once again. I see that the town is doing fine as well. I thank you for bringing aid to these Midgard families I've come to know for so long.", said a grateful Odin.

"With SHIELD resources, we got all the debris cleaned up and damage control is on the clock at repairing any of the botched buildings during that showdown you guys had. The people are doing fine with the only report being that officer who got knocked down by the Sons. Weather conditions have been stabilized since you got Mjolnir back. And finally, the much needed decision for Iceland to be a SHIELD affiliated country is currently underway as our dear Peggy is having a video meeting with the Icelandic president.", informed Forge.

"Is she that busy? I figured she'd have Jimmy to deal with most of the political crap in foreign regions.", queried Trickshot.

"Normally, but I manage both of their weekly schedules to keep us optimal for when bullshit comes along. And speaking bullshit, I believe you've earned a couple days off Barton. After the beating you took and the prize you managed to bring back home", said Forge as he looked at Odin.

"Thank goodness, I'm close to keeling over right now. How much longer are we going to be in Iceland? Because I could go for a place that has more sun.", said Trickshot as he cracked a couple of his joints.

After their discussion on spending just another day in Iceland, Barton made himself comfortable in the quinjet that Forge had accommodated for him. Said former X-man had accompanied the young Odin to a bar party in honor of his first victory over the first two villains in the country's history. Meanwhile the tired archer, still a little bruised, rested on the pilot chair and accessed the Jet's onboard dashboard to catch up on current events. When he skimmed through a few notifications in the SHIELD private servers, he had realized just how much he had missed in just one day of being unconscious.

The first notification was a report on Yelena Belova and her squad. As of yesterday, they had finally made landfall in Japan and established themselves as students in Class 1-B. After the report, four photos could be seen displaying their squad in Yuuei uniforms settling into the School's culture. The first photo showed the squad standing straight in the SHIELD salute in front of the school's entrance. The second showed Arthur Parks sleeping on his desk as a girl who had green vines for hair was trying to wake him up and failing so. The third showed both Doom's squad and theirs eating at the same table during lunch. The fourth showed Yelena shaking hands with a girl with orange hair done in a sideways ponytail.

Barton chuckled at the sight of them all. It was hard to believe that these teens were the heavy hitters of their previous earths. Just as he was about to skim through more notifications, a red alert signal for reincarnate activities had just gone active. The alert was from the Punisher.

"Damn it Frank. I was just about to enjoy a week off from work. Whatever it is, it better be worth the extra work.", complained Trickshot.

The alert had only a sentence and an image. It read, "his royal pain wants to talk to us." But the image is what shocked Barton the most. The image was taken in a first person perspective. It was shown through the Punisher point of view and revealed him alongside Black Knight wielding their swords as they clashed with someone that the archer knew that they still weren't ready for. As otherworldly blades sparked in collision with metallic claws, the light of the moon casted away the shadow and showed the very individual who was very much recognized to be a royal. The attacker was none other than the Black Panther.

… April 23 2174, Morning …

CLICK

"That'll be one for Carter's photo album.", said Jimmy Woo as he took a picture of the four new Class 1-B students.

Standing in front of agent Woo, Yelena Belova, Arthur Parks, Simon Williams, and Cain Marko stood in a salute with the Yuuei entrance behind them. After the photo was taken, they each changed back to their signature postures. The blonde Ukrainian relaxed her leg stance and crossed her arms. The red haired American slouched a little and put his hands in his pockets. The taller black haired American, due to the current personality being Pyromaniac Simon, was also slouching and expressing sadness that his leader confiscated his lighter. Finally, the tallest and muscular American stood straight and had his arms crossed.

"Doom's squad had nine months to adjust to this country and master its language. I was able to get these boys to the same level in less than three months. The rest of our time together I saw fit to establish team cooperation and coordination so that they could be on my level.", said Yelena with full confidence and authority.

"And when she means 'on her level', she really meant that we're good enough to not make her look bad.", scoffed Arthur as he remembered the grueling Japanese lessons the blonde demon next to him forced them to go through.

"What was that, Parks?", asked Yelena threateningly as she delivered her point with a loud click of her heel.

"Nothing, miss.", said Arthur cautiously as he looked the other way. He knows all too well from the clutch training the punishment that comes after the heel click.

"I miss my lighter."said a sad Simon. A strong hand grabbed his head and lifted him out of his depressed slouching. Shifting from sad to boredom, he looked to the owner of the massive hand.

"At least with it gone, my turn to babysit you is a little easier.", said Cain who tried loosening his tie to make it easier to resist the damn itch the uniform was giving him.

Agent Woo then clapped his hands to get their attention. The four turned to the Japanese division leader who passed the digital camera to Yelena.

"Alright agents. From this point on, you are squad B. Your main purpose in Japan is to provide support for squad A and maintain a stable relationship with the heroes in training at Yuuei Academy. Full squadron meetings on Mondays. Single squad meetings on Tuesdays. Any questions, kids?", affirmed Woo with professional optimism.

"Will we receive any missions on the Europe situation?", asked Yelena.

"Unless the Thunderbolts request for an extra hand, I don't see you or Doom's team touching Europe anytime soon. Anything else?", queried Woo.

"We don't have to make friends with the locals. I don't feel very optimistic with people with already high expectations of me.", complained Arthur.

"Expectations come with the SHIELD badge, Parks. You don't have to be nice, but you shouldn't be a dick. Are we good now kids? You have a homeroom in a couple minutes and Vlad King wants to introduce you to the whole class. Remember to try to act nice, because you're stuck with those teens for the next three years.", queried Woo.

With the Four teen operatives settled to their new school, agent Woo drives off back to the Japanese division headquarters. Turning to the Yuuei main building, the four walk forward without a care for what lies before them in this hero academy. Little would they know for the events they and their fellow reincarnates will soon be a part of as they linger on in this country. In their group walk to the Class 1-B room, Yelena, Arthur, Simon, and Cain were met by some of the students from the other courses. Some of the girls and boys were confused and concerned that Yuuei had accepted more SHIELD youths into the school. Others had much more peculiar notions on the four new foreigners. More specifically, the beautiful Ukrainian girl that led the three Americans. Her hair is as blonde as silky gold. Her skin is as flawless and smooth as an elegant flower petal with a creamy color. Her blue eyes are as bright as the sky. Many of the girls in the lesser courses tried their best to hide jealousy, especially when a few of the boys they liked were in awe of the European beauty walking past them. Those said boys immediately backed off when the three Americans behind the Ukrainian scowled at them with intense glowing red pupils filled with hostility. Having a mutual respect for their director, the three young men won't allow anyone to touch their squad leader who is also the adopted daughter of said director. Colonel Carter had given them purpose and a path to follow by, and thus they will perform their damndest to give any punk who stands in Yelena's way the worst beating of their lives. Reaching their homeroom, the four spotted their now homeroom teacher Vlad King.

"I see SHIELD has taught you kids in the Youth Department the importance of being on time. I am Sekijiro Kan. Hero name Vlad King. I'm the homeroom teacher for class 1-B. Homeroom doesn't start for another ten minutes, so I'll run through some ground rules for you four. One, you may be operatives of the SHIELD Youth Department, but you're as of now, on school grounds and when I'm supervising you, Yuuei students. Anything you do will reflect your fellow classmates, remember that. Two, if Nezu or anyone above me says we need you to act under SHIELD protocol, then you will act under it as long as it's for the protection of the other students. The adults will handle the problems, so don't get too eager to get involved if trouble ever comes. Three, you've already been excused from the quirk apprehension test and battle training, so any other course activities must be attended unless your superiors have come to me to exclude you from them. Do we understand?", explained Vlad King.

"If you guys have a class chant, do I have to cheer along with it? Because I don't want to be loud unless I choose to.", said Arthur nonchalantly.

"We got nothing like that here, but I do expect you to get along with your fellow classmates. SHIELD youths or not, you four are now a part of my class. And whether you like it or not, I am going to make myself your mentor to transform you all into strapping heroes. The students in that room are the future of this society, so don't you dare see them as deadweight.", proclaimed Vlad King.

"I can respect that. I want things to go smoothly more than anything. To be honest, we don't really want any trouble. But if trouble does come, we will hit back harder. We can keep the class safe, but don't expect us to just run away.", said Cain with stoicism.

"That wouldn't surprise me. From what I heard from Aizawa, the four SHIELD youths in his class have already made a rebellious first impression. And in front of All-Might of all people. I don't know how cooperative you four will be, but I'm hoping that you're better than the ones in Class 1-A.", implored Vlad King.

"I assure you, professor, that my squad and I have much more to live up to than Doom's squad. Their competitiveness is a contrast to our synchronization. But if I may, did professor Aizawa mention anything else about them. As a squad leader, I need to keep tabs on my counterpart so that he doesn't make my job hard as well.", said Yelena.

"Just remember the ground rules and we'll get along swimmingly. Professor Aizawa is using the four SHIELD Youth in his class as a checkpoint for his students to surpass. I've seen footage of their battle trials and now I'm left wondering just what you could do.", said Vlad King.

"Not to brag, but I say we can do better than them. Just watch us.", said a cocky Arthur.

"Hmph. I guess competitiveness is common around SHIELD. But, we pro-heroes aren't any better either. Come. I'll introduce you to your new classmates.", said Vlad King as he opened the class door.

Before they entered, the four reincarnated teens looked to one another to gauge what the other thought. Cain uncrossed his arms and cracked his neck. Simon repressed the pyromania of his current personality to keep himself in check. Arthur looked to his leader and wondered what she could be thinking. Yelena straightens her posture and walks through the door as the three boys follow suit. As they entered, the four felt the many curious eyes that looked at them. The foreign teens stand next to one another and then Vlad King calls to everyone to give him their attention.

"Alright kids, these four next to me are the SHIELD youths assigned to our class. Just as Class 1-A have their own group of SHIELD youths, we have our own now. Despite their alignment to the international organization, I want everyone to treat them as fellow students. Cooperation among yourselves will provide some much needed reflection on your performances in yesterday's battle trials. Our new students here are excused from not attending that activity, but they will be attending our rescue training in the mock cities tomorrow. Class 1-A will also be having their rescue training, but they were granted use of the USJ facility. With that out of the way, how about you four introduce yourselves to your new class.", said Vlad King.

With her hands behind her and her stance in a confident posture, Yelena Belova took the lead and introduced herself to Class 1-B. "Greetings, I am Yelena Belova. I hailed from Ukraine and have been with SHIELD for nine years. I look forward to being your fellow classmates for the rest of our time here in Yuuei.", said the young SHIELD operative with a face expression that held a radiant beauty and slight stoicism.

Speaking next to the young Ukrainian, the Ionic conducting teen introduced himself all while keeping his multiple personality traits in check. "Hello, my name is Simon Williams and I'm from Paterson, New Jersey. I've been with SHIELD for a couple of months now. I also have a severe multiple personality disorder that interlapses every 24 hours. I hope that doesn't interfere with your daily experiences here in Yuuei and I hope we can get along.", said the black haired teen as he spoke with optimism and slight strain. As he spoke, his right eye was twitching and he scratched his left arm. His Pyromaniac personality desperately wants back his lighter.

Up next was another American teen of the four foreigners. He stood roughly the same size as Simon and had a nonchalant look on his face. "So yeah, I'm Arthur Parks. I'm from New Brunswick, New Jersey. I came into SHIELD around the time Simon joined in. And I… hope… we can get along or something like that.", said the red-haired teen.

"I'm Cain Marko. That's it.", said the bigger American teen bluntly as he stepped next to Arthur. His crossed arms and straightened legs showed muscles that the fabrics of the school's uniform were being strained just by trying to conceal them.

The entirety of Class 1-B unanimously thought that the greetings their new foreign classmates had shared with them lacked luster and were not at all there to what was supposed to be a simple cheery hello. There was doubt among them if these foreigners were actually SHIELD youths. Considering that Vlad King had addressed them as such, they have to give these new students the benefit of the doubt.

Some of the boys could say for sure that the blonde girl is the prettiest they've ever seen. Unlike the boys, the female students felt an odd sense of intimidation at the Ukrainian's presence. Or maybe just jealousy for her perfect skin. The red haired American gave them the impression that he was an example of what an American delinquent would be like. The black haired teen gave them even more questions. The constant fidgeting was worrying. Then there was the tall, muscular brunette who was just pain scary with that stoic face of his. Regardless, these are their classmates now and they will welcome them regardless.

"Alright, with introductions over. You four go to the four desks in the back. We have much to discuss today prior to our battle training yesterday.", instructed Vlad King as Yelena's squad made their way to their desks. The blonde Ukrainian sat at a desk behind a male classmate of Chinese descent. Said student tensed and straightened his back for the fact that a beautiful, but intense girl was sitting behind him. Arthur Parks chose the desk behind a ghostly looking girl. He leaned back on his chair and ignored the haunting stare the girl was giving him. Not that he was scared, but that it was way too early for this shit. Simon Williams sat behind a student with blonde hair and a suspicious analytic smile. He didn't realize then but the same blonde student had his eyes on the four since they entered the room. The fourth and tallest of the four, Cain Marko, chose a desk behind a classmate who looked like a walking glue dispenser. The two made no interaction which the tall American appreciated.

"To start, let's review how you all perform as teams. Juzo and Manga, although you lost as the villains, the quick thinking and sudden quirk combination didn't go unnoticed. You two did well and should continue to strengthen the range of your quirks. Tetsutetsu and setsuna, although you won as the heroes, you still need to learn about coordination and timing. There were several times that you two were way off your respective opponents. Try to do better next time if you ever want to score higher.", explained Vlad King to the students that fought in the first matches.

Juzo Honenuki is a male student with pale skin and exposed teeth, while Manga Fukidashi is also a male student with the difference being that his head was a literal script page from a Japanese manga comic. The two boys gave each other a thumbs up as thanks to their good teamwork. Tetsutetsu was teary-eyed with a shaking fist out of sheer disappointment at himself for his lack of performance. Setsuna, a girl with sharp teeth and long green hair, merely pouted and crossed her arms.

For the next few minutes, Vlad King had reviewed the whole class with the exception of the four SHIELD youths. Yelena had listened closely to the teacher's grading for context on how each of the other students function with their quirks. Victor von Doom had sent footage of the Class 1-B's battle trials from the school's database, for the purpose of full knowledge on any harmful or useful abilities. She wonders if there was anything in Yuuei that the young Latverian hasn't hacked into yet.

Arthur, Simon, and Cain didn't really care for well any of these Japanese teens did. They simply sat in a relaxing position and napped the lecture away. Unfortunately, their nap didn't last long.

"With that out of the way, we need to get this out of the way for school protocol sake. Hopefully with the battle trial being your ice breakers, you kids had enough time to know one another to decide who your new class president would be.", said Vlad King as sorted today's assignments.

"ME. CHOOSE ME. I'M PERFECT FOR THE ROLE. I'M CUTER. I'M COOLER.", yelled several students. The uproar in excitement and desire for a chance to be class leader was so outrageous that Yelena cringed at the loudness. The poor three boys next to her were awoken abruptly with rage filling their eyes. Their pupils glowed red momentarily and then subsided at the last minute to avoid doing any damage to SHIELD's image. They then raised their heads to see a girl with orange hair done in a sideways ponytail standing with her hand raised higher than anyone else's. From her posture and demeanor alone, Yelena could tell that this girl is down to Earth. The Three boys next to her looked at the same girl and, with a tilt of their head and an arched eyebrow, they thought "nice".

"I believe we should have a diplomatic decision. As you said Sensei, we had time to learn a bit about one another. So, we should at least give it a try to see if we have any form of trust at this point.", explained the orange-haired girl with an exuberant and confident tone.

"I see nothing wrong with that. Alright everyone, like your classmate Kendo said, you will all vote to see who class rep shall be. You got til I get back to decide.", proclaimed Vlad King as exits the room with documents in hand to be delivered to Principal Nezu.

What transpired next was a series of arguments and compromises for who was willing to give their vote to someone other than themselves. Everyone eventually picked sides and questioned who had the most to rally. However, someone who was on the short and chubby side thought that maybe they should have a recount for a better estimate. It then became a debate on favoritism over diplomacy. Naturally, the four reincarnates ignored the chatterfest and remained to themselves once it was all over. Yelena was on her phone and checked every notification if Peggy needed anything. Once she saw that there was nothing that needed her attention, she went on her apps and checked for what's new. Her social media concentration was disturbed by a tugging at her sleeve. With a tick mark on her head, she turned to see who dared to face her. Only to see that Cain was looking out a window, Arthur was sleeping on his desk, and the one who interrupted her was actually Simon.

Simon Williams had a tired and bored face and his body lacked any form of emotion or energy. The pyromaniac personality that currently has control of the energy being was more desperate than ever to light something on fire. As Class 1-B was more concentrated on their election, he crawled to his squad leader's desk to ask her something.

"Yelena, I need something to do.", begged a bored Simon.

"We're in high school now, simon. Unless we're instructed to, there isn't much to do at all. Just go back to your desk.", said an annoyed Yelena.

"I'm this close to using my Ionic powers to turn that desk to ash, Yelena. Please, I need something to do.", begged Simon once again.

"You are such a pain in the ass. Fine, take this SHIELD scanner and take some pictures. I'll skim through whatever you've taken to see what's good enough for the report.", said Yelena aggressively.

"Thanks boss", said Simon with a wink which received a middle figure from the Ukrainian teen.

Simon then took several pictures with a fiery filter on as the other three did what they were originally doing. After a few more photos, the Ionic teen noticed through the lens of the camera that some of the girls pointed at their squad. It was then that he decided to listen in on their classmate's election debating. Apparently, most of the male went with monoma while two of the boys and all the girls went for Kendo. Ten for him and nine for her.

"How about a wager? If we get two more votes from the SHIELD guys, then Kendo wins the election. Having the trust of a literal super-spy in training should cement the winner as the best choice for class president.", offered Setsuna with a sly grin.

Monoma thought deeply on it and, with a grin of his own, he suggested a counter offer to help his chances. "Alright, but one condition, Ibara must be the one to persuade them. Surely, trust in a leader goes both ways. I'm sure Kendo can demonstrate some faith in her fellow classmates to secure her the win.", queried a very confident Monoma.

Kendo had contemplated the offer and knew the sneaky blonde would try something dirty. With a nod of her head, she let Ibara approach the SHIELD Youths. The vine haired teen seemed nervous, but nodded back to her vote to ensure her success. The religious girl of Class 1-B then walked towards them with timid steps. From her view, the four foreigners couldn't seem any more interested in the election. Each one was in a different state of uninterest. The Ukrainian scared her, the buff American scared her more, and the black haired American with the device weirded her out. So, her only choice is the red-haired boy sleeping on his desk.

Simon Williams followed Ibara's movement through the lens of the camera as she walked up to his squadmate Arthur Parks. Feeling a bit excited at the interaction, he started to narrate the scene.

"And as the rare Vinecus shysuarus approaches the commonly angered New Jersey Red viper, little did she know that it would change her worldview forever into a realm of vulgarity and questionable taste in music.", narrated a dramatic Simon. He received eye-rolls from Yelena and Caine, but he smirked when he heard a giggle from one of the girls on Kendo's side. Class 1-B looked to see that it was Poni Tsunotori who giggled. She is the only one among them who could understand the foreigners when they spoke english.

Once she was in front of the sleeping Arthur Parks, Ibara then started to lightly tap his shoulder to wake him up. When she halted for a reaction, a click was heard and she turned to see that Simon had taken a picture. A grin is what she received from him and then a creek of a desk in front of her was next to be heard. The red-haired boy had slowly raised his head and shifted his hand to grip the side of his desk. His gripped hand glowed briefly and then a small stream of smoke floated up. It was revealed that the spot where his hand was had been burnt from the emitted photonic energy. With his other hand, the American moved his bangs so that his eyes could have a view of the one who had the cajones to wake him.

At that moment, the two opposing worlds had finally met eye to eye. A girl of faith and a boy of hate. Ibara was slightly put off by his stern impression, but pulled through to ask what needed to be said.

"Forgive me for interrupting your sleep, but as your new fellow classmate and another born creation on this holy Earth, I would kindly ask that you can give me your choice of who would be perfect as class rep.", explained Ibara as she stood strong with all her spirit.

Arthur Parks could only stare at the vine girl who let her heart out in the few seconds of meeting him. He had to admit one thing, she is a looker. The plant hair and the church talk would take some getting used to. A part of him just wanted to ignore her and go back to napping, but knew that this would make his team look bad and ruin what they agreed with Vlad King. Begrudgingly, he gave in and let the girl get what she wanted.

"Alright holy mary, you got my attention. Who is it and why should I care for them?", responded Arthur who smirked at the reaction he got for his rude mouth.

"Well, we're nearly a tie with one point off. Monoma has the most and kendo needs two more to win. If you would be so kind, can the four of you offer your votes to either side to finally end this election?", asked Ibara with insistence.

"Just be honest will ya? You want me to vote for your redhead friend, right? Then screw it, fine. She has my vote. So now what, it's officially a tie.", queried Arthur impatiently.

"Yes actually, thank you.", said Ibara appreciatively. It was then that both didn't say a thing after that. They continue to stare at one another with opposing emotions. The eyes of the red-haired boy expressed impatience and a need for more sleep. The eyes of the vine-haired girl expressed nervousness and a need to put something in the right words. Little did these two know that would happen a lot between them.

"If you could, can you ask your friends to vote too?", asked Ibara insistently.

"That sure took you a mile. Hold on a sec.", said Arthur as he turned to Yelena.

"Yo, Yel. Can ya give this one your vote? Seems like these guys can't get anywhere without one more yes for one of their gal pals.", said Arthur to The blonde who kept her focus on her device.

"Simon, you vote. I'm busy.", said Yelena uncaringly.

"That figures. Okay, what are the options again?", asked a now interested Simon.

"Bowl cut jackass or orange pony top with a nice face.", mentioned Arthur, putting his hands behind his head.

"Alright, two votes for Kendo.", called out Simon to the rest of Class 1-B.

Once that was heard by the whole class, Kendo's side congratulated said girl for her earned position while Monoma shrugged at his defeat. With the class 1-B election finally over, Vlad King returned and officially made Itsuka Kendo class rep and Neito Monoma as her vice. After that, class 1-B went on with their other period classes. Eventually, the lunch period would arrive and the four SHIELD youths prepared for the first ever meet up squad Belova and squad Doom. Before they could leave the room however, the newly appointed class representative strolled over to Yelena who was followed by the three Americans.

"Hey, so just to be clear and assured, you guys are okay with being here? Right? Because I'm completely not in the know with all international security stuff that you four go by. Even though you came to Yuuei for separate reasons, I hope we all can become friends.", said a cheerful Kendo as she extended a hand to the Ukrainian girl.

Yelena put on a softer expression and shook hands with her supposed class superior. Kendo smiled back as a response. A snap was heard as the two girls turned to see Simon Williams with a smile and still holding the camera. The orange-haired girl looked back to Yelena and asked if they would like to have lunch together to better acquaint themselves with the class.

"We very much appreciate the gesture, but for every first day of the week we must sit with our counterparts of Class 1-A to exchange intel and recent activity for protocol. We could have lunch any other day of the week if you like.", responded Yelena to keep up the optimistic outlook of their group to their class.

"Of course, I understand and I'm glad that you're willing to give us a chance.", said a vibrant Kendo.

"Wait. We were willing.", said a not too vibrant Arthur who received an elbow nudge from Simon to watch it.

After the peaceful exchange, a new voice walked in as the mood went from friendly to completely irritable. The student is named Monoma Neito who by technicality is Kendo's Vice rep. With a smug smile and an analytic eye, he stands next to Kendo and brings his fingers through his hair.

"It will truly be an exciting year with SHIELD and Yuuei collaborating for the foreseeable future. But I wonder, is that really going to benefit the rest of us if our competition receives the same special treatment?", pondered the Blonde teen with interest in his voice.

"Where are you getting at with this, pretty boy?" Asked a scowling Cain Marko who crossed his arms. The action caused the sleeves of his shirt to stretch immensely.

"I mean nothing by it of course. It's just that, even agents in training must be competitive with one another sometimes, right? To outshine the one more favored than you has to have come around your mind one way or another. Maybe Class 1-B can be the next bright stars of Yuuei if our own SHIELD youths can lend us a hand?", proclaimed an ecstatic Monoma who received blank expressions from Yelena and Simon, while Arthur and Cain scowled. To their surprise, Kendo chopped the back of the blonde's neck. This caused the annoying classmate to collapse to the floor, completely out of Commission.

"I have a feeling I'm going to be doing that a lot.", said an agitated Kendo who picked up Monoma by his collar. Thanks to her quirk, lifting the jerk wasn't a hassle. She then looked to the four SHIELD youths with an apologetic face.

"I hope you can forgive him and I'm sorry if he made a bad impression of us.", said a worried Kendo.

Yelena had a calm face with eyes that expressed she took no offense. Simon and Arthur had half-lidded eyes and smiles that tell that they liked what they saw. Cain merely crossed his arms, but a raised eyebrow on his face said that he too liked the girl's rough side.

"Always go for a pretty girl who could kick your ass, right? Glad she's my vote.", remarked a now impressed Arthur. Before he could say more, he felt an extremely painful force hitting his crotch area. The culprit was none other than Yelena Belova who raised her left leg backwards. In quick motion, her heel met with Mr. Parks' family jewels. All were in shock by her action, except for Simon and Cain who saw it coming.

"MY DICK", growled Arthur through gritted teeth as he curled into a ball. The blonde agent picked up the poor red-haired male by his collar.

"No offense taken, Class Rep Kendo. Our team will be heading to lunch now. See you again after.", said Yelena politely as she drags her downed teammate with the remaining other two following her. As Squad Belova left the room, the entirety of Class 1-B, minus Monoma, wondered if Class 1-A was having a similar experience with their SHIELD youths.

… Later in The Cafeteria …

"Sorry chumps, but these two tables are needed for SHIELD business. Go bitch somewhere else.", proclaimed a snarky Victor Creed who stole two lunch tables from a group of disgruntled second years. The rude Canadian teen pulled the tables to a preferable spot and then connected them by their opposite ends to make room for his squad and Squad Belova.

Erik Lesher and Eddie Brock walked into the scene with their lunches. The two had watched Creed's spectacle from the lunch line. Fortunately, the Class 1-A students didn't want to interfere with the Canadian's antics. However, Iida did let the German and American know of his disapproval of their teammate's behavior. The two merely shrugged and told him that this would be a repetitive sight for a while. As this went on, Victor von Doom gave a dismissal notice to Lunch Rush that excused Creed of any possible reprimands for messing with school property within the lunchroom.

The chef themed hero didn't approve of the Canadian's actions, but couldn't deny the notice since it was signed by Principal Nezu. Squad Doom then regrouped at the conjoined tables, ignoring any commotion they've caused around them. They ate and waited for Squad Belova to show up. Unknown to them, the table where Izuku, Ochako, and Iida sat were observing them.

"You know, it's kinda weird. SHIELD is like a superspy organization, right? So these guys are like spies in training, but they don't act like secret agents that much.", pondered a curious Ochako as she munched on her rice. She recollected her memories of each one of the four foreigners and realized that the only one she had any form of interaction with was Victor Creed. It seemed that the other three just kept their distance, but they do have their own moments with their fellow classmates.

"Despite their very outrageous behavior, those four are prominent in their allegiance to SHIELD. But still, they were tasked to be students for the goal to better the relations between Agents and Heroes. Creed-san's constant antagonizing of our upperclassmen and teachers is just unbecoming of anyone in his position. I don't know very much about the other three, but they seem to be very tolerant of such brash behavior. Doom-san seems like a professional leader, but I figured he wouldn't be so lenient to such a problematic member of his squad.", spoke an analytical Iida with his hand to his chin as he observed the four foreigners.

Remaining silent the whole time, Izuku Midoriya didn't want to signify that he knew more about the SHIELD youths than any of his classmates. His so-called bodyguards have done an amazing job keeping their connection to him an absolute secret. However, some have already noticed the closeness between Creed and him. He explained that they were neighbors, because the Canadian was stationed at his apartment complex. Even still, he's not sure how much secrecy he can willingly manage. The truth can never come out. Not to his mother. Not to Bakugou. Not to anyone. When he inherited one for all, it was simple at first with just him and All-Might. But now, a massive organization like SHIELD is watching over them for any development with the quirk. The guilt also set in when Creed sternly talked to him this morning about nearly telling became more nervous at the ever building anxiety of it all.

"But hey, at least you and Creed-san get along, right Deku?", perked up Ochako as she turned to the fanboy.

Brought out of his thoughts, Izuku noticed his two friends looking at him for an answer.

"W-well, it's just that we're really good neighbors. He's been looking out for me since his third month in Japan. He's even helped train me a little. I know he doesn't seem like it, but he's a good person.", said a genuine Izuku.

"You seem so confident in his good nature, but I uphold my doubt on that assumption. He's more prone to aggression than Bakugou. Hardly the kind of person to be trusted with federal ranking. Though, I suppose I shouldn't rush to conclusions this early into the year. After all it is the first month.", critiqued Iida as he got back to his lunch.

"Honestly, it's the first time I've ever seen non-Japanese that are close to my age. I've seen tourists, but foreign students are new to me. Creed-san is at least open to us a little. how about you Deku?", asked Ochako curiously as the green-haired teen in front of her had a thoughtful look. He then nodded to himself, believing that the information wouldn't jeopardize anything.

"Well actually, the first foreigner I've met is related to Creed-kun. His younger brother, Logan-kun", revealed Izuku with a small smile.

"Wait, really?! Creed-san has a little brother.", asked an even more curious Ochako.

"The day I met Creed was the same day I met Logan. He's only thirteen though, so he's being taught in Somei. That was your old school right, Iida?,", queried Izuku to the spectacle wearing teen.

"Indeed, Somei is a very elite middle school for families who carry prodigy children. Creed must actually be very exemplary in career if his brother is that gifted to be there.", theorized Iida with new found intrigue for the two Canadians.

A part of Izuku wanted to tell the true reason for Logan was admitted into Somei, but he felt that had said enough to satiate his friends' curiosity of his secret bodyguards. Thankfully, Ochako had changed the subject to Iida's involvement with his old school. He would try to get away from revealing too much himself by dodging the questions with simple answers. That only led to the pink cheek girl proclaiming that Iida was of a rich family. To this, the young Tenya confessed that he is indeed the second son of a heroic family. To the point that he revealed that he is the younger brother of the Turbo Hero Ingenium. With how highly he spoke of his older brother, Izuku couldn't help but compare such admiration to what he has with All-Might.

Back on the two tables that Creed had taken, the two SHIELD youth groups were lounging with their meals as their leaders discussed matters. Or at least, how any natural and self-respecting reincarnated adults inside teenage bodies would interact during a normal Japanese highschool lunch period.

"You're really going to eat all that. Yeah, the lunches are free, but there's no way you have that much room in the tank.", said a confused Cain as he saw plates being stacked on Eddie's side of the table.

"Hey, when you're half alien and have an insatiable hunger for meat. Any meat. You tend to eat half a grocery store's worth of food just to keep yourself in check. Last thing I need is to be put in prison because I bit some kid's head off.", shot back Eddie who finished his tenth bowl of rice.

"Yeah yeah, I get it. But that's still not going to stop you from biting a chunk off a bad guy, right?", queried Cain.

"We'll see.", chuckled Eddie.

"Quit looking at me like that.", said a scowling Arthur.

"Then quit staring, Red Jersey.", said a scowling Creed

"Hey, you're the guy that looks like he should be in the third year right now. Does it suck to have to learn how to shave again this early in your life?", asked a smirking Arthur.

"Not as much as getting your balls kicked in front of the whole class.", remarked a grinning Creed.

"So despite a successful rescue mission, the one negative outcome was you having a split personality disorder that divided your ionic conducting abilities to the separate other Simons living in your mind.", said Erik inquizably.

"Yeah, that sums it up. The real Simon is buried deep in our noggin, but we can't really reach him. Hey though, twenty Simons are better than one, Right?", said Simon optimistically.

"It's just that some of them are more chaotic than most. And it's a gamble to hope to get a reliable one on a certain day. Such as today's pick with Pyromaniac Simon, a personality who could just flicker a bit of ionic energy instead of relying on a mere lighter.", exclaimed Erik as he examined the food held by his chopsticks.

"I never thought of that. Maybe if I snap my fingers I…", said Simon who was about to ignite an ionic spark. Unfortunately, Yelena gripped his hand shut before anything lit. He then puts his hand down immediately with a nervous smile when the blonde Ukrainian sends him a glare.

After that exchange, the two leaders of the squads eyed one another. One the former ruler of Latveria and one a former deadly assassin of the red room. These were their titles back in the past, but now they sit in a cafeteria among others like them or not. Their two teams were now going to discuss a very important topic that revolves around the very reason they were there.

"So, that green-haired one is Izuku Midoriya. Anything inconvenient we should know about him?", asked Yelena as observes the lack luster boy on the other side of the mess hall.

"He isn't much, but he has reasoning and tolerable determination. What he lacks is self-preservation. He may have been victimized by unfair conditions early in the school year, but anything else for the rest of his time here I've calculated to eventually be his own fault. Mostly due to his obsession to prove to himself and others that he is worthy of the responsibility of his inherited quirk.", explained Doom as he conveyed the same negative notion of such a teen having such power.

"Does he have any combat experience?", asked Yelena as she searched for more information on her device.

"A situation several months ago involving a villain attack where he was defenseless and battle training that was allowed on academy grounds. Other than that, he has yet to face a true fight to test his will.", informed Doom as he began to eat his lunch.

"I can understand that he just got started, but all this screams poor mentoring. It would have been more efficient to have Izuku in SHIELD custody. Keep him away from all distractions that this society keeps throwing.", said Simon, knowing full well how necessary a safer and stable environment could help with progress in power potential.

"Unfortunately, All-Might has already driven much of his own ideals into his mind before the two even met. Midoriya has just started school, thus giving an academic profile in the Japanese education database that will be sought for in case of a missing person report. Teachers and students have gotten a look of his face, heard his name, and have become acquainted with him. Removing him from a place he already knows will just reset his mental development with more stress and make him more of a cry baby. And I haven't even got started on the long list of possibilities revolving around his mother.", informed Erik who long since accepted his sad reality of being a babysitter.

"He seems decent, but we've seen the footage of his battle training. This guy is still a glass cannon. He has the number one hero for a mentor. How is he not even adjusted to the power by now?", asked Arthur who not at all accepts the reality.

"Watch it Jersey. Green's getting there. He's smart and adapts to any bullshit life throws at him. He just needs to toughen up and get some stones on him. Only then, you'll all see what a badass he is.", said Creed as he defended Izuku from all this negative judgment.

"Long story short, he's just self-teaching himself without realizing it and All-Might is just there for emotional support. Meanwhile, we're just sitting on our asses and doing nothing.", said Cain bluntly.

"Yeah", said Eddie simply.

The eight reincarnates then just remained there in silence. Three of them ate some of their food as the rest were merely in thought. The sounds of the active cafeteria is all they could hear. It was odd. The situation they were in felt far too casual for their liking. The silence continued for a few more minutes until Arthur generously stopped it.

"What are we doing here? From all the recent stuff I've been hearing, Shouldn't our two squads be fighting over in Europe? Being bodyguards to some kid who already has a hotshot watching over him seems like a waste of our time.", proclaimed Arthur who was a bit ticked at the situation they were in.

"Interesting train of thought, Mister Parks. We should be fighting over in Europe and just let Agent Woo continue our monitoring of All-Might's chosen ward. We can fight those damn evil organizations with all our power as a boy with barely a shimmer of progression in understanding his own unimaginable power out in the open for anyone to kidnap and experiment on", mocked Doom as he scrutinized the red-haired teen.

"All-Might is an impressive individual and SHIELD resources are semi-accessible to any and all hero agencies within the prefecture. However, all recent, and classified, studies from SHIELD's intelligence unit confirms Doom's theory that the number one hero is on a time limit. The amount of time is getting shorter with every great battle he takes and he himself can be inaccessible on certain hours.", explained Yelena further.

"Not to mention in our recent report on his and other pro-heroes' cooperation constantly displaying undesirable results. Such as attention grabbing. Overly sponsored advertisements. Merchandise and media influence. The typical celebrity nonsense that does nothing to benefit law enforcement.", explained Erik.

"And it's not like they're using any of the SHIELD resources. They just use up financial assistance and criminal databases. Instead of working with the cops, they're a step ahead of him. Sounds good on paper, but considering the last financial assistance was used in a shampoo commercial.", explained Eddie.

"And one very important piece of info that seems to go over everyone's damn head in this school.", said an irritated Creed.

"And that is?", asked Arthur who was just given many reasons as to why he's now one of eight babysitters.

The four members of squad Doom looked at one another and unanimously declared that one important info.

"He's a shit mentor.", all four said simultaneously. All of squad Yelena blinked and held expressions that told them that they needed an explanation.

"Like Cain said, he's just there as emotional support. Any time Green gets any progress with his power is when he's getting his ass kicked by someone. So far he's just coming up with stuff on the fly to compensate.", explained Creed.

"Are you saying All-Might isn't providing any insight to how to function the quirk properly? That seems detrimental the successor's health.", pondered Yelena.

"He's trying. However, this is technically the first time he has ever experienced what it's like to mold someone else to be an exact copy of what he made himself to be. I theorized that it might just be what he too experienced when he was in Izuku's place many years ago. But I digress, it only proves that he will eventually have a minor role in Midoriya's road to being a worthy protector of this country's society.", concluded Doom.

"So whether we like it or not, we're going to be needed. Eventually.", said Simon. His expression saying that either outcome is fine by him.

"Why us though? Last time I checked we're not exactly on common ground with anyone here. Nor are we obligated. Why are we so hellbent on staying here for some kid? The eight of us are already packing heat with our own powers. Not to sound like the jealous type, but it seems like we're just small potatoes to whatever freckles over there could be.", said an aggravated Arthur.

"Director Carter has her reasons, Parks. Our presence here plays a part in our involvement in the world of pro-heroes. A very flawed system of heroics with far more secrets than even SHIELD.", defended Yelena.

"As much as I wish to agree on the idea of finally taking the fight to Hydra once more, I have come to terms with the necessity of monitoring the development of Izuku Midoriya. Especially with recent revelations our squad had discovered in All-Might's files during the beginning of the school year. There's an enemy. One that Japan has forgotten. Probably due to government involvement or the workings of an inner circle. Hero or Villain. But nevertheless, an enemy who is very much still alive.", explained Doom seriously.

"So how bad is this guy? He hasn't been around for a while. And knowing the whole fake death act is just the calm before the storm, this guy has to have something big if he's been waiting this long.", pondered Cain.

"My thoughts exactly. Whoever they are has become a phantom. A ringmaster in the shadows orchestrating events that the current hero generation has no awareness of. As we speak, there's a game that no one knows is being played.", proclaimed Doom.

"Ominous. Very spooky. So tell me, squad leader, how are we going to protect Green if we don't know anything else about this punk? Other than the fact he's "alive somehow".", asked Creed.

"We do know a name. I've done some digging through decades old files that SHIELD managed to gain from the Japanese Hero Public Safety Commission. The threat this enemy poses is held in secret to the point of obscurity. His name is the only piece of information that still holds manifest.", explained Erik.

Yelena Belova then leaned in and gave Doom an analytical look. "What's his name?", she asked him.

"All for One. We have no certainty on any abilities he might possibly have, thanks to Toshinori's reluctance. But considering All-Might's power is in fact inheritable and the likely possibility of previous owners, we could theorize that it is also possible that it took several generations of heroics to put this powerful villain into a deep, temporary decommission.", explained Doom further.

"So, we're going to be fighting an evil, powerful Immortal. Not like we didn't have many those back in our previous Earths.", joked Eddie.

"As if we'll ever get the chance, the laws in this country are our biggest pain to deal with. We do anything without permission, it's jail time in seconds.", complained Creed.

After that remark, the whole table returned to silence. Each member is thinking about how painfully slow three years will be until they're able to use their powers freely. Neither one decided to talk. They weren't friends, professional at best. Sure, they've known each other for a while. But it was all as agents of the Youth Department. They do know each other's variants from their own separate Earths, but it was never personal. The awkwardness they found themselves was degrading to their core. It was only until Simon Williams had the courage to start up a conversation.

"So hey, did you guys have a class president election in your homeroom too? Cause we did.", asked Simon cheerfully.

"I couldn't give a single fu-", before Creed could rudely answer, he was interrupted by a loud alarm going off in the cafeteria. In response, the whole student body panicked and rushed to the nearest exits for any form of safety.

Overhearing a student from Izuku's table, the siren that was ringing indicates a villain has broken into the School. The eight reincarnates however didn't care for the ruckus their peers were making and remained sitting at their table. Some of them decided to finish eating, but sadly their food got slightly cold. One student tried to pull at Creed's collar, only to receive a nasty backhand. The Canadian glared at the idiot for making him lose sight of Midoriya. The annoying commotion continued for a few more minutes until, to the surprise of Squad Doom, Iida of all people performed a very narrow stunt and slammed right on top the exit signs. His voice boomed loud enough to make all the students stop their panicking.

"Did he just say it's a news crew? Like the one from this morning?", asked Eddie with a raised eyebrow.

"I guess even engine legs have his uses. Shame, I was really hoping for a fight. From what I've heard from Green Bean, not a single villain had the guts to attack this place in a long time.", said a bored Creed. After the students had calmed down, lunch was announced over and everyone went to their next class. However, in the back of Doom's mind, something didn't add up. The young Latverian remembered looking up building blueprints when he hacked into the School's encrypted database. The security system of the grounds should have prevented a mere handful of civilians from entering. Even with equipment to get over the steel walls, the reporters should have been caught before the siren went off.

After the two squads departed to rejoin their classes, Doom snuck away to inspect the school's entrance. There, Aizawa and Present Mic had finally gotten the last of the reporters off campus grounds. Little did they know, the young Latverian had used his quirk to obtain a small, thin layer of the ruined gate. As well as some peculiar looking dust on the concrete. After getting what he needed, he quickly reunited with the rest of the class before anyone noticed he had been missing.

… Five Minutes Later in Class 1-A Homeroom …

One thoughtful speech from Midoriya about giving his position as class rep to Iida was all there was to be discussed before Aizawa gave a surprising announcement. For the rest of the day, Class 1-A will be performing rescue training in a private location near downtown. This news got the whole class excited for what's to come. Their chatter died down when Aizawa continued with the rest of his announcement. Apparently, costumes have been allowed to be optional for today's exercise.

The four reincarnates however didn't find it interesting at all. Sure, the rescue training is fair enough exercise to be required in the course. But much like the school subjects they're being retaught, this wasn't something they haven't been through before. Creed had used his enhanced sense of smell to find lost survivors and agents during the battles in Europe. Eddie had been healing the injured from the brink of death many times after the battles. Doom and Erik had strategically spotted locations to keep civilians safe once they evacuated from the quirk crossfires. They supposed that they could humor their homeroom teacher by showing they weren't just powerhouses with attitudes.

As for costumes, the four foreigners may have accidentally started a trend in the minds of the students. Any who are or aren't in the hero course can now tell who is a SHIELD Youth agent by either their non-Japanese features or by their SHIELD required jet black gym bags that hold their costumes. These bags were designed by Doom to preserve gear and equipment within its dense fiber fabric and genetic identification zippers. These measures were needed when the young Latverian discovered through yesterday's footage of a pink-haired student trying to break into the SHIELD Youths storage room built within Yuuei Academy.

With everyone dressed and packed up, they made their way outside of the building where they waited for a bus to take them to their destination. Doom, Erik, Eddie, and Creed were grouped up away from the others. The classmates that were there didn't mind the distance. The four and the rest of them were of two different worlds. Metaphorically for the students, but very literally for the four former villains. However, a bridge was made between the two sides when Izuku walked in with just his gym clothes on.

Victor Creed noticed young Midoriya strolled over to his side. Grin on his face as he could see the determined look on his neighbor's face. The Canadian could guess what was in the mind of the freckle-faced fanboy. "Make All-Might proud" this, and "I'll do my best" that.

"Hey Izuku, why are you in your gym clothes? Where's your costume at?", asked Ochako who reached Midoriya before Creed.

"You saw what happened last time I wore it. It got kinda trashed. I'm still waiting on the support company to fix it up.", answered Izuku shyly. He then felt himself shaking a little from a hand on his shoulder. He looked to Creed to his right.

"At least this time, you won't be getting your ass kicked. If you want, I could put in a request to Doom to make you a better costume. One that would definitely last more than a day.", offered Creed with a smirk.

"I-I wouldn't want to pry on SHIELD resources, Creed-kun. Especially when they might belong to Doom-san", Izuku responded shyly and slightly overwhelmed.

"Nah, he wouldn't mind. Right, Doom?", called out Creed to the Latverian.

"I'm busy", said Doom coldly as he observes something on his phone.

"You either are or not, makeup your mind.", scoffed Creed as Izuku and Ochako sweat dropped at the exchange their foreign classmates were having.

It was then that a loud whistle could be heard. The whole class looked to see Tenya was optimistically blowing his whistle and pumping his right. With a strong determined voice, the youngest of the Iida household instructed everyone to enter the bus in a neat and organized formation. This caused Izuku and Ochako to feel awkward about Iida's enthusiasm and Creed to scoff at the glasses wearing fruitloop in front of him.

"Iida's really kicking it into high gear, huh.", said Izuku nervously.

'That fucking guy', thought Creed as he regrouped with his squad. The four entered the bus and took the far back seats. Erik and Creed sat on the left side. Doom and Eddie sat on the right side.

The ride to the training facility was a relatively peaceful one with the class. Other than Iida grieving over his failed boarding strategy, the next hour consists of just chatter amongst each other. Some were more curious about the quirks of their fellow students. It started with Tsuyu asking Izuku about his quirk. His four bodyguards listened closely to make sure he didn't say anything important. The green-haired fanboy gulped when he saw Doom's glowing green pupils, indicating that the Latverian was warning him to talk less of the you-know-what for All. Thankfully, the conversation changed to talking about the quirks of the other students.

The four foreigners didn't care much for their discussion. It was merely the typical talk for how their quirks are either hero worthy or not, if their quirks could get them a major popularity boost in the hero business, or just how their quirks complement their costumes. Boring matters really. Erik just remained focused on the window and let his thoughts drift elsewhere. Most likely what he should make for dinner. Eddie and Creed merely dozed off in their seats, napping for some time now. Doom however had his mind on something serious. On his phone, he had been collecting data and results on the samples of the ruined entrance. It was obvious that it had been done by a quirk, but who's quirk? After experimenting on his own quirk cells, the young Latverian had discovered that if synthesized through a mix of chemical construction and matter illumination the cells react by sending a microscopic feedback of pheromones that contains traces of the quirk owner's genetic coding. To put it simply, by using a quirk, the after effects leave a blueprint of the owner's identity hidden in particles.

Fortunately, Doom has his biomatrix software to perform a complete scan of said particles. The ones left within the sample he collected should provide the identity of the culprit responsible for destroying the entrance. With access to the SHIELD databases and the whole Japanese information grid, he should have a name in seconds. But much to his surprise and sheer annoyance, his software came up with nothing, except for the quirk functions. Apparently, this decay quirk mainly breaks down the molecular structure of an object and causes an extreme chemical change that could irreversibly destroy the full makeup of the object. A quirk that kills anything it touches.

Doom already knew that though. Hell, just by looking at the entrance alone it was obvious. What he really wanted was a name. Unfortunately, the identity was never found. Whoever they were knew how to cover their tracks. But to hide even from SHIELD, that requires help. The young Latverian was very interested in who this villain might be. However, his thoughts were interrupted by his Homeroom teacher announcing to everyone about their arrival.

"Hey hey we're here. Stop messing around.", scolded Aizawa.

"Yes sir", said everyone except the four foreigners.

Noticing that he didn't hear the four foreign teens, Aizawa looked to see that the four SHIELD youths weren't taking today's assignment seriously. To see two of them just sleeping was enough to make his eyes twitch. He decided to remind them what they agreed to on their first day in Yuuei.

"Everyone go wait at the entrance of the facility. I need to talk to the SHIELD youths alone.", said Aizawa.

The students were confused about that order, but followed anyway. Izuku was the only one who had an idea on what might happen in the bus as the rest of them waited. Creed had told him one time that Aizawa was one of the few faculty members of Yuuei that didn't trust SHIELD. So anyone affiliated with the organization was not viewed positively by their quirk erasing teacher. That saddened the fanboy a bit for it seemed that the reality of SHIELD and pro-heroes working together peacefully was still a long way away. But from what his four bodyguards have shared with him, at least a little, that SHIELD itself wasn't perfect either.

Back in the bus, Aizawa and the four SHIELD youths were locked in an eye to eye encounter. Well, two of them anyway.

"Wake those two up. I want all of you to hear this.", demanded Aizawa.

Doom and Erik narrowed their eyes, but complied anyway. Both nudged their squad mates on their arms, causing the American and Canadian to wake from their naps.

"Are we there yet?", asked Eddie as he yawned.

"Yes, but for right now I need to remind the four of you of your positions here. This is the first training facility the students have been to and I'm hoping for a calm and uneventful day. All-Might, another Pro, and myself will be watching over everyone as they perform today's assignments. To put it briefly, I couldn't care if your SHIELD file has mentioned that each of you have taken on armies of rogue quirk individuals. If anything happens, stay with the class and get them out of danger immediately. Are we clear?, proclaimed Aizawa.

"Crystal", said the four begrudgingly.

"Alright. Meet up with us when you're ready.", said Aizawa as he exited the bus.

The four foreigners remained there as they straightened their minds to what might be ahead of them. One of them of course wasn't pleased.

"There he goes again, giving us his shit talk.", said Creed nonchalantly as he felt his every being submitting to boredom he will inevitably endure.

"To be fair, our peers have never really been in a life and death situation before.", defended Erik.

"Yeah, but what are the chances that something dangerous is going to happen today though?", queried Eddie.

"Very likely actually", proclaimed Doom. This caused his three squad mates to look at him.

"Remember when the news crew from this morning broke into school grounds. The results from my software have shown that the entrance was destroyed by a quirk. And before you say it, no the quirk does not belong to any member of the reporters. The individual must have snuck among them and inadvertently turned the idiots into a distraction. The ruined entrance must have been their real message to the Yuuei staff. So if you think about it, the school has already been labeled a target by villains we have yet to meet.", concluded Doom.

"Okay, but why?", asked Creed, still not getting it.

"The why we obviously don't know, but it's when we should be concerned with. To send a clear warning on an open location is to flaunt an air of confidence in one's power to destroy. It could happen later today or later this week.", explained Erik.

As they exited the bus, the four reincarnates contemplated the thought of a threat nobody saw coming. Being former villains themselves, they realize now just how annoying it's going to be fighting those on the opposite side. Then again, they clearly have an advantage in a way. They know exactly how a villain thinks. So if anything comes their way, it wouldn't be anything they haven't already seen before.

"Would be a real dick move if a villain just went up and attacked us right now.", said Eddie jokingly.

"God, I hope someone does. I need to bloody brutalize something right now. I don't want my only serious fight this month just to be Erik.", said Creed as his bloodlust rose slightly.

"As encouraging as you always are, wildman.", mocked Erik to the Canadian.

"Shall we reunite with our class? I feel Aizawa will go through another tangent about our wasted time and blame us for it. Like the tired hound he is.", said Doom as he walked forward with his squad following behind.

Walking towards their class, the four could hear astonished praise for the building in front of them. And as they enter, they can see the various locations and simulated accidents. All meant for their rescue training and teamwork development. The foreigners had to admit that this facility was quite the sight. It definitely showed just how much money one school was willing to spend for the sake of education. They were then greeted by the oddest looking pro-hero they've ever seen. Apparently, this would be the third teacher that will be joining Eraserhead and All-Might in assessing today's exercise. They could tell the person is female by their voice, but the costume looked a bit puffy. Almost like an astronaut who'd been grounded on earth. They already knew her real name from the school's database, but figured that they should leave it at that. Don't know them, then don't care for them.

For now, they merely took to the sights of the facility they were in. How one person could possibly create artificial accidents and disasters with the resources that were allowed was possibly the first impressive thing they've heard that was accomplished by a Japanese hero. Their sightseeing was then interrupted when the mood changed. The word "kill" was said by the now dubbed Thirteen. Turning back to the pro-hero, they and their peers listened to the space themed heroine's speech of the possibility of their powers being left unchecked.

"Remember that all of you have quirks that could easily cause harm if not properly managed. Naturally in this society of superhumans, quirks are strictly regulated, and the requirements for the lawful use enforced. We can tell at a glance that this is the makeup of the world. One wrong step is all it takes to kill a person accidentally.", proclaimed Thirteen.

Everyone was enraptured by the hero's speech and none wished to not hear her words. They were inspired and motivated to improve themselves and the usage of their quirks to fit such a criteria of a pro-hero. The SHIELD youths felt differently about it though. For Creed, it was nonsense. A power is a part of the person it came with. Accidental or by birth. If they couldn't grit through it and try to control it on their own, then they were just more trouble than they're worth.

Creed then looks at Izuku. The twinkle in the fanboy's eyes as he listened to Thirteen's speech made the Canadian think of another ideal to what that hero was trying to convey. Looking at the claws of his hand, he wondered if it was different for quirkless people.

Erik was unchanged. These words were the same words that the Charles Xavier of his earth had said to his students. All this speech had accomplished was bringing up old and regrettable memories.

Eddie felt the same way. He just hoped the number of people he saved was higher than the people he hurt.

For Doom, it was an arguable topic for him. Yes, he has hurt multiversal amounts of people and he doubts any he has saved as the Infamous IronMan could ever make up for it. Still, the concept of an uncontrollable power has lingered in his mind for a while now. The very quirk in his being is one power he wishes to understand. It angered him to no end to have something and not know the full extent of it. He was born with power and he does not even know why it remains a mystery to him and any SHIELD medical teams.

It is safe to say that when it came to power. They know only the lifetime's worth of pain and trouble that comes with it. What they do know unlike their peers is that it's not accepting the power, it's accepting what it makes you into.

"That is all. Thank you for listening patiently and intently.", said Thirteen in appreciation. Following that, the students cheered and clapped for the inspiring wisdom. The four reincarnates merely crossed their arms.

"Right, now that that is over. Let-", Aizawa was then cut off by the lights going out. Everyone noticed and looked up, but their homeroom teacher was more focused on the strange activity occurring by the fountain. The distortion in the air immediately transformed into a warping black portal. A hand stuck out of it and following was a face covered by a disembodied hand. Eraserhead tensed up and took charge.

"Stay together and don't move. Thirteen, protect the students", alerted Aizawa as everyone grew confused at the suddenness. The four reincarnates however looked in the same direction that Eraserhead was looking at.

"What the heck is that thing?" Asked Kirishima as he and everyone finally noticed the portal. The black portal grew wider as new individuals walked out of it, each one not looking too friendly.

"Did the exercise start? I thought we were rescuing people?", asked Kirishima to anyone listening.

"Don't move any further! Those are real villains!", warned Eraserhead to his students. Everyone then turned worried at the revelation. Real villains, actually here. And they don't exactly know where to begin to assess the situation. For the four SHIELD youths, they were slightly surprised that this was happening today.

"Will you look at that? I called it.", said Eddie with a joking smile.

"I don't think tempting fate counts as predicting the future.", corrected Erik.

"At least I got what I wanted. Time to rip somebody up.", said Creed who bared a sinister grin at punks down below.

"Not sure if our teacher would appreciate us interfering in this situation.", drawled Doom as he looked unimpressed by these walking displays of mockery in front of him.

They continued to watch until their peers let their concerns be heard. "What? Real villains, no way! How could so many get into a Yuuei facility this secured? ", asked Kirishima in disbelief. "Yeah, Thirteen, why aren't the alarms going off?", asked Momo in concern. "Good question, I'm not sure.", responded Thirteen inquisitively.

"Is the entire campus under attack or is this their only target? Either way, it could only mean that one of these villains must be affecting the alarms with their quirk to hide their present here.", theorized Todoroki. The stoic teen would explain further that these villains were idiots, but they held some logic in their plan.

"Thirteen, you and SHIELD youths get the students out of here and alert the main campus. Actually, if they have the ability to block our sensors, then they might be jamming our regular communications too.", said Aizawa as he got ready to go into action. "Kaminari, try using your comms to contact the school.", he ordered to the electric teen who nodded in agreement.

"What are you going to do? You can't fight them on your own. There's too many of them. Even if you can nullify their quirks, your fighting style isn't suited for this. Your quirk works best in stealth and in one on one fights. That's not going to help against a group.", proclaimed Izuku worryingly.

"You can't be a pro if you only know one trick.", said Eraserhead stoically. He then took a step forward, but then left one last order to five people specifically.

"I leave the rest to you Thirteen. And SHIELD Youths, stay with your classmates.", ordered Aizawa as leaps in the air and descends into action. Three gun based villains met at the ground and were about to fire, but their quirks were quickly nullified. Eraserhead made short work of the villains by using his scarves to elevate them and bring them down violently. Left and right, more villains ran up to fight him and he met their challenge with quick flowing blows and strikes.

Back at the entrance of the USJ, the SHIELD youths saw the spectacle and were actually impressed by their teacher's skill and prowess.

"He's not bad. He's just as good as Daredevil.", complemented Eddie.

"I guess he ain't such a jackass after all.", admitted Creed.

"There's time for giving praise later. For now, we might as well do what he says and keep everyone safe.", said Erik as he ran ahead to catch up with the class.

"That includes you as well, Midoriya. Stop gawking and run.", ordered Doom as he pulled the fanboy by the wrist to make him move.

The five of them caught up with their class, but stopped when everyone froze their movement as a distortion appeared in front of them. It had then turned into a portal and manifested the black gaseous figure from the fountain.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. We are the league of villains. I know it's impolite, but we decided to invite ourselves into this haven of justice to say hello. We have come with the intention to engage All-Might. We were wondering if we might be allowed to end his life, you see. I believe he was supposed to be here, but I see no sign of him. There must have been a change in plans we haven't foreseen. Nevertheless, I know my role now.", said the smoky figure menacingly.

Thirteen was about to engage, but stopped when Bakugou and Kirishima went in to attack the villain themselves. They managed to land a blow, but it had no effect on the target. In retaliation, the villain expanded its form to engulf the entire class.

"I will scatter across the facility to meet my comrades and your death.", proclaimed the villain as he shifted portals all around the students. Before Bakugou and Kirishima could be sent somewhere else, they were pulled in by two hands that grabbed the back of their costumes. Some of the class either dropped to the floor or got out of the black dome in time. Unfortunately, a few were sent to several locations and one of them just had to be Izuku.

Midoriya was being sucked into a portal and Creed only managed to see his neighbor's red boots being sucked away as well. The young Canadian responded justly.

"SHIT! Brock, go with him.", demanded Creed as he pushed Eddie into the same portal Izuku was sent into. The young American wasn't happy with that.

"YOU DIIIIIII-", yelled Eddie until his voice could not be heard. As karmic punishment, Creed was also sucked into a portal. "Oh you gotta be shitting-", said Creed until his voice could not be heard either. After that, the only few of Class 1-A that remained at the entrance were Ochako, Mina, Sero, Iida, Shoji, and Sato. To their relief, Thirteen had managed to avoid being swept into a portal. As the rest of the dark fog lessened in mass, everyone including the villain were surprised to see Kirishima and Bakugou still there. All thanks to two unlikely heroes.

"It seems your quirk can't affect those who can create an energy based shielding to protect their personal space.", analyzed Doom as he kept a hand on Kirishima.

"Quite the drawback for an advanced transportation quirk.", mocked Erik who kept a hand on Bakugou.

The two SHIELD youths stood there opposingly at the villain who narrowed his eyes at the foreigners. Kirishima and Bakugou finally realized what happened and responded justly. "Whoa. Thanks for the save, Doom-san.", said Eijiro appreciatively. "The danger is still present, remain focused.", said Doom seriously. "Back off, I didn't need your help.", said Bakugou angrily. "You're Welcome.", said Erik sarcastically.

The four teens that take up the front repositioned their stances to prepare any counter strategy for the villain's quirk. Or in this case, Doom and Erik were preparing a counter while Eijiro and Katsuki waited for a chance to attack. The smoke villain spoke again to address the two potential threats to the situation.

"So it is true. The SHIELD Organization has involved themselves with Yuuei, and to an extent, with All-Might. Young operatives being among the students will prove very troubling in the future.", examined The smoke villain.

"Our involvement is of no concern to you and your league. Your proclamation to assassinate All-Might, however, is a concern to us.", proclaimed Doom as he and Erik motioned their arms simultaneously in flowing like movement to cause a rotating torrent on the villain's position. The smoke individual widened his eyes as he could himself helplessly sucked into the vacuum-like vortex. For everyone else, it looked as if the two foreigners merged their powers to create the perfect prison for the villain. A glowing purple and green tornado that is keeping all the black smoke contained. Thirteen and the students were at awe by the cooperation and the show of power of the two SHIELD youths. Bakugou, however, scoffed and looked away. The awestruck sensations stopped when Doom called out to Tenya Iida.

"Tenya, the villain will be contained for only so long. Use this chance to flee the facility and get reinforcements. We'll remain to keep everyone safe.", explained Doom as he and Erik maintained the vortex.

Although Iida heard the plan, he couldn't accept the fact that he'll have to leave everyone in danger. As class representative, he must remain to secure their safety. He was brought out of his distressed thinking when Thirteen also called to him to follow the same plan.

"Class Rep, he's right. You have to run to the school and tell the faculty what's happening. The alarms aren't sounding and one of these villains is possibly responsible for it. Our phones and radios won't work either, so our best chance is for you to go and get help. It'll take far too long to hunt down whoever is jamming our communications.", explained Thirteen.

"Yes but to do so would be disgraceful", distressed Iida. It was then that Sato, Sero, and Shoji took up the front with Bakugou and Kirishima. "You heard the plan, emergency exit. There's tons of alarms outside. That's why they're trying to keep us locked inside, right?", said Sato as he took up a boxing stance. "As long as you go outside, they can't follow. Blow this guy away with your engine legs.", encouraged Sero as he positioned himself with his elbows ready.

Iida could only stand there uncertain until he noticed Ochako and Mina. "They're right, Iida. You can make it and help save everyone.", encouraged Ochako. "Yeah, run as fast as you can.", cheered Mina nervously. The youngest of the Iida family could feel the urgency rising in him. With his spirit resolute, he made a readied stance and kicked it into high gear. Burst with speed, he raced past everyone with his sights straight for the door.

The smoke villain, despite being in a vortex, was at least able to hear a fraction of what the pro and the students had planned. With his best effort, he tried to expand his form to break himself free. However, he didn't plan for the two foreigners to intercept him. With a strained growl, the Latverian and the German strengthened the vacuum and didn't give him a chance to reform his portals.

After that failed attempt on the villain's end, Iida managed to get through the door and sped on the quickest route to Yuuei. "Alright, Iida made it.", cheered Kirishima. The students and pro-hero were relieved to see their best chance at getting help accomplishing the goal. As the students regrouped to discuss where the rest were, Thirteen walked over to the SHIELD youths and evaluated the current situation. "If what I heard is right, are you two a part of the SHIELD youths department?", asked Thirteen.

"Then you heard right, Miss Kurose.", answered Erik.

"Gosh, I'm not even gonna try to guess how you know my name. How long can you guys hold him for?", asked Thirteen as she focuses on the vortex that contains the villain.

"Lesher can hold on longer than me but it won't be as effective. I'm on a limit and will need to rest to restore my condition.", explained Doom.

"I could help with that. My black hole quirk could vacuum this villain and keep him on the back foot.", elaborated Thirteen.

"A decent plan. Once I reach my limit, you two will keep him restrained. Hopefully long enough for Iida to get our reinforcements.", agreed Doom.

"I can only hope Creed and Eddie can keep themselves in check and ensure our peers' safety. In a hostile environment like this, they're likely to lose themselves to the lust of battle.", proclaimed Erik.

… Meanwhile at the shipwreck site …

"COME BACK HERE YOU!", demanded an angered aquatic villain. Other aquatic based villains join in and surround the boat where the three of the class 1-A students are trapped on. Izuku Midoriya, Tsuyu Asui, and Mineta kept observing the water for when any of their captors tried to make an advancement towards them. The green haired fanboy took in what his froggy classmate said earlier that the villains might actually have a means of killing All-Might if they are this confident committing a takeover of the USJ. Did they have a reason? Or was it deeper than that? He explained his thoughts to his two fellow peers that this situation is more dangerous than it seems. Everyone separated and with the chances of All-Might arriving before it's too late unknown, the only option was to fight back.

With that as his final conclusion, Izuku received an agreement from Tsuyu and fearful complaining from Mineta. "What do you mean "we fight"?! Are you a moron or something? These are villains who might be able to kill All-Might?!", shrieked a scared Mineta. He continued to make a panic filled argument that it would be a better course of action to just wait for the heroes to come. Unfortunately for him, Izuku and Tsuyu had already begun discussing each other's quirk and how they could improve their chances of survival.

Before any plan could be made, the three students heard commotion from the water. Sticking their heads out to hear what was happening, they could see that two of the villains were complaining about something.

"Hey, was that you guys? I felt something brush past my legs.", argued the fish-headed villain.

"Probably the current in the water, quit your whining", shot back a villain wearing goggles.

"Both of you shut it and stay focused on the kids. You two, go down there and see if we missed a student.", ordered the lead villain of the little group.

As instructed, two minor grunts swam down to find a fourth student. Once they were out of sight, everyone above the water waited. It was silent as a few seconds went by. It had then been a full minute. More minutes passed by as both the villains and the three students waited for something to happen.

"Shouldn't they be up by now?", asked another villain wearily.

It was then that bubbles started forming where the two grunts used to be. Then a hand violently erupted from the water with the owner of said limb trying his best to swim back to shore. "EVERYONE OUT OF THE WATER NOW!", the villain cried out in fear until several black tendrils ferociously dragged him back into the water. This scene surprised and shocked everyone who witnessed it.

"Shit, we did miss one. Let's dive in now and get this bastard.", ordered the lead villain as he and the remaining thugs dove to find the assailant. Back on the boat, the three teens were processing what had occurred.

"Woah, that was freaky. Did someone else really come with us when we warped here?", asked Mineta who was now relieved that he didn't need to fight.

"Those tentacles, that had to be Eddie-san.", proclaimed Izuku.

"He must have turned invisible to hide in the deeper part of the lake undetected.", added Tsuyu.

As Midoriya was about to agree with her, several small geysers erupted from where the villains used to be. If one heard closely, they could hear the slightest hint of a series of violent punching in the water. After the dozen punches erupting from the lake, the group of villains were then thrown out to the surface and landed violently on the roof of the boat. Taking a closer look, Izuku, Tsuyu, and Mineta noticed that all the villains are wrapped together in webbing and covered in nasty looking bruises. The boat then shook a little as a dark hand grabbed the side railings and someone pulled themselves up on the deck.

"So I can still breathe underwater. That'll be useful later. How's everyone? You guys alright?", said Eddie as relaxed his Klyntar muscle mass.

"WAAAAAH. THANK YOU EDDIE-SAN. WE WERE SO AFRAID THAT WE COULDN'T DO ANYTHING.", cried Mineta as he hugged the tall American's left leg. An action that made Eddie cringe at the sight of it and he attempted to shake the little Person off. He then noticed Izuku and Tsuyu walking up to him.

"Right. You're welcome. How about you two? Any injuries?", asked Eddie as he looked at two green-haired teens.

"No injuries, thanks for saving us Eddie-san.", said Izuku gratefully and amazement for the American's versatility in any environment.

"You were amazing, Eddie-chan. Were you invisible while in the water?", asked a curious Tsuyu with a tilt of her head.

"Yeah, I was. Sorry I didn't help earlier. I figured I would wait for all of them to be in one place and then pick them off. But from what I saw, you had things handled Tsuyu. You got Izuku and Mineta out of the water before any of those dumbasses got too close.", answered Eddie as he got on the roof of the boat.

Seeing Eddie climb on top of the boat, the three Japanese teens witnessed him hold up the wrapped bundle of villains with one arm. With the other arm, he turned his hand into several tendrils that entered the head of the unconscious villain facing him. With an audible breath, the fish looking attacker woke up from his beaten state. He then winces at the pain that exists in his limbs and body. He faced forward to meet with the terrifying white lenses that brought much pain.

"Had a nice nap, fishhead.", said Eddie menacingly as his white lenses narrowed.

"Please, no more punching. It still hurts.", pleaded the fish head weakly and fearfully.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you anymore. Well, depends on what you say next that is.", offered Eddie with nonchalance. The way he spoke the villain gave his three classmates the idea that he has done this before. For Izuku, he wasn't surprised. From the stories that Creed has told him, he knows that the four foreigners have fought villains before in their missions in Europe. His two fellow classmates felt differently.

For Mineta, it was kinda scary. He hasn't known the American for more than a couple of weeks, but he already shows skills that make him look like a pro-hero. 'That's SHIELD for ya.', the small teen thought.

For Tsuyu, she couldn't be any more impressed by Eddie Brock than she already was. From the first time she met him, he's done everything with all of his might and power. From zero pointer to battle training, he always finds a way to win. For that, she has high respect for him.

"What would a monster like you want me to say?", asked a still fearful fish head.

"First off. Monster, really? That's rich. Second, I want to know what you idiots are packing if your leader is hollering about something that could kill All-Might. Now, I've never seen the guy in action in person, but last time I checked All-Might is apparently unbeatable. So what is it? Or do you want me to put you back in the water for another swim with me?", demanded Eddie with a cool and threatening voice.

The fish-headed villain gulped, but he held on to whatever integrity he had left. He would express his loyalty in full.

"I ain't telling ya anything. You can go fuck off gaijin.", said the fish-headed thug with the little confidence he has.

"That figures.", said Eddie disappointed. The American teen then sends his tendrils back into the villain's head. This action slightly startled the students as they saw the pain filled expressions on fishheads face. His suffering ended once the black suited teen took his tendrils out and threw the villain bunch back into the water. Crouching down, he turns to his classmates to explain what he uncovered from the villain's mind.

"Okay, so it turns out that big ugly purple guy is their ace in the hole. The fish that I had a nice chat with doesn't know anything else about that freak's abilities. Apparently hands all over didn't inform these schmucks on the more advanced stages of this literal invasion of school property.", explained Eddie.

"You got all that from his head. How many abilities do you have, Eddie-san?"asked Mineta, slightly disturbed.

"What I can do isn't important. What is important is getting you guys out of this place as soon as possible. Considering the fact that we haven't seen any flying villains in their roster yet, I'm going to fly us back to the entrance for a faster getaway.", said Eddie with urgency. He then wrapped two massive tendrils around Izuku and Mineta to lift them up. The fanboy is an important package so he gets first class seating. The little grape head freak merely got wrapped up like a fish with newspaper. Two large bat-like wings sprout from the back of the black suit. To the American teen's surprise and slight nervousness, Tsuyu Asui refused to latch to a tendril and leaped over him to hug his back. Feeling her arms wrapping around his neck, he turned his head to see her usual calm frog-like face.

"I'm usually the one jumping around, so I hope you don't mind if I prefer riding like this.", elaborated Tsuyu as she tightened her hold on Eddie.

"Uh sure, I don't mind at all.", accepted Eddie Cooley, if not a bit stuttered as he was grateful that the black mask was covering his slightly blushed face.

And like that, Eddie jumped in the air and soared back to the entrance. On the way, they could see their teacher Eraserhead still fending off the villains. While his three classmates could see that the pro was still holding his own, the American teen could sense through his emotional sonar quirk that the guy was getting tired. Izuku could tell too. His Homeroom teacher may be a pro, but everyone has a limit. There was nothing he wished more than to be there to aid Eraserhead stave off the villain horde, but there's no doubt that he shouldn't overestimate himself and underestimate the enemy. The four of them right now are just going to have to regroup with others.

… Back at The USJ Entrance …

Victor Von Doom was nearing his limit and the erosion was about to reach one of his veins. Giving a nod to Erik Lesher, the Latverian ceased his quirk as the German doubled his concentration. He then moves closer to the class and uses controlled breathing to restore his arms. Seeing the young foreigner retreat back to the group, Thirteen steps up to help the other one contain the warping villain. Said villain could feel less strain on him and try to release bits of himself to achieve freedom. As he was about to leak some of his warping smoke, the amount he released from the vortex was instantly sucked into Thirteen's blackhole quirk. Caught between two immense forces, the villain will have to think of another tactic to get out of this predicament.

"Hey Doom-san, are you okay?", asked Ochako as she and the others except Bakugo got closer to Doom. The young Latverian merely shrugged it off and crossed his arm to let his hands rest.

"My condition is the last thing we need to be concerned about. Erik and Thirteen have the League's only means of escape contained. Our homeroom teacher and the other half of our class are fighting for their lives. We have two choices, fight and get everyone back or stay in position to prevent any of the villains from escaping since the entrance is the only available exit. And since mister Aizawa has instructed my squad to try to get everyone to safety, a third choice is our only optimal solution.", proclaimed Doom with full focus on the situation.

"A third choice, and what would that be?,", asked Eijiro curiously.

"Divide and conquer. Most will remain here and a few will go to the other sections for rescue.", responded Doom. The students were surprised by such a plan, but some were already on board for it. For once, he actually appreciated their enthusiasm.

"Hell yeah, let's go with that plan. So, who stays and who goes? Because I'm definitely ready to take the fight to them.", agreed Eijiro.

"Well counting Thirteen and Erick, that makes ten. Five stay with the villain and five can go get everyone.", said Sero as he looked at everyone to count. All those present, except for Doom and Bakugo, agreed with those numbers and were about to split into groups. The young Latverian obviously errors they've come up with. For crying out loud, he said a few, not literally half of their group. Surprisingly, the explosive teen was the one to correct them.

"You idiots, you do that and you'll just give the villains what they want. We'll be splitting ourselves up more than we should. Exactly what that warping bastard was trying to do in the first place. A group with less people in it will be faster at maneuvering the place.", explained Bakugo bluntly. Everyone was surprised by his assertiveness and straight thinking.

"Leave it to the loudest among us to bring back the main point of my strategy.", sighed Doom as he reverted back to English to prevent another annoying outburst. Unfolding his arms, he turned to see how Erik was doing and saw a sight that immediately forced him to urgently run towards Thirteen. Everyone else turned to see why the Latverian teen had left them and found the horrific sight of a warp gate slowly forming behind the only pro among them.

As Thirteen was about to feel the back of her suit disintegrate to dust, she heard the student shout for the Latverian to get back from the warp. To everyone's shock, even Erik, Doom had emitted so much his quirk through his hands that he physically grabbed the warp gate and prevented it from getting bigger. Seeing his squad leader giving his all to shrink the portal, the young German knew that the warp gate wouldn't stop or dissipate unless the villain was either unconscious, dead, or had his train of focus interrupted. He then hears a loud groan of pain and looks to see Doom had completely shrunken the warp gate to be encompassed within his hands. Blood started squirting out and the young Latverian fell to his knees to bear the pain of his hands being shredded at the subatomic level.

Thirteen had ceased her quirk and got to one knee. Thanks to the SHIELD youth, not much of her suit had been ruined. However, severe damage had been done to her upper back. Before the warp villain could use the opportunity to escape, Erik combusted the fog like body of their enemy to see a large portion surrounding a metallic collar. Using his magnetism, the German slammed the object down on the pavement of the entrance. The impact caused the foundation to shake a little. The warp villain then sent a volley of his smokey extensions at the white-haired teen, but it was interrupted by an immense pull by the Latverian. The warp could feel his collar being pulled toward the foreign teen as hundreds of glowing green particles invaded his vision.

Doom's right hand had a firm grip on the metal collar as his left was manipulating the green mist that oppressed the villain's own misty form. For those around, a closer look at the young Latverian's hands show that skin and meat was missing in some areas. Bone and rusted biomatter is all that is shown beyond the teen's sleeves. The villain could not move any part of himself as he could feel himself decreasing in mass ever so slightly. The SHIELD youth peered into his glowing yellow streaks with eyes that burned a green glow.

"Like my quirk, my tolerance for you has reached its limit. Time to remove you from this infernal charade.", said a hate filled Doom. The Latverian then straightened his left hand and pierced into the metal collar. Instead of destroying or combusting the accessory from the inside, a chain reaction that neither the teen or the villain saw coming had occurred. Both their eyes had turned green and glowed brighter than before. Then a ring of the green glowing mist surrounded the two until both were sent back from each with sheer force. As if a small shockwave was between them, both Latverian and villain were thrown to opposite sides of the entrance's foundation.

Doom's body had collided with the hand railings as the warp villain was sent off the base completely, giving him a chance to escape. As he flew away, he took one last glance at the SHIELD youth who had nearly tried to kill him. In his mind, he could only think in astonishment and slight fear at what he experienced. He could only say one thing to himself as got further away from the USJ entrance. "I thought the Master was the only one who could do that. Just who, NO, what was that?", he asked himself in panicked curiosity.

Without seeing where he was going, the warp villain felt his form get hit by a bulky figure flying fast in the opposite direction. Ignoring the inconvenience, he kept flying away and back to his comrades. For the figure that hit him, they were baffled at the collision. The bulky figure was actually Eddie Brock still flying with Izuku, Tsuyu, and Mineta as his passengers.

"What the heck is that? That scared me half to death.", freaked out Minta as he tried to sink deeper into his tendril wrappings.

"It looked like the warp villain from the entrance.", said Tsuyu thoughtfully.

"But if he is away from the entrance, then something must have happened to everyone who's still back there.", said Izuku with full concern.

"And that green beam we saw a few seconds ago, that had to be Doom.", said Eddie with urgency as he flew faster.

The quartet then arrived at the USJ entrance where everyone who hadn't been warped away was still there. However, they could see that two members of the group were now down and wounded. After landing, the four separated to join up with those they know. Izuku and Tsuyu regrouped with Ochako, Kirishima, and Mina. Mineto was with Sero, Sato, and Shoji. Eddie went straight for the two that were down. Bakugo stood away from all of them as he walked to the warp villain was launched from.

"Izuku. Tsuyu. You're both okay. Anything happened to you guys when we were all separated.", asked Ochako worried.

"We got ambushed by more villains over at the flood zone. We then bunkered for safety by the single boat that was there. But luckily, Eddie managed to subdue each one in the water so fast.", said Izuku. The fanboy then turned to Thirteen and Doom who were both put to one side. Worry for the pro-hero and one of his friends started to form inside him as he decided to walk over to them. He spared a glance at Bakugo as he passed him, but the explosive teen noticed and scoffed him off. Ochako and Tsuyu had noticed that Midoriya had gone over to the injured. As Kirishima regales them on how the two Europeans managed to give Iida time to flee from the USJ and call for help, the four of them also head over to where the injured were.

"That sounds kinda like what happened to us back here. When we all got warped out, Bakugo and I nearly got sent away when we couldn't land a hit on him. But man, Doom and Erik were so manly when they saved us and took the fight to that mist villain guy. Those two had him trapped in this awesome tornado that they made with their quirks. Right, Bakugo?!", explained Eijiro cheerfully as he queried the explosive blonde.

"SHUT UP, I had him. Besides, it's not like the SHIELD mutts were any more successful than us.", barked back Bakugo.

"Oh do forgive us for saving you without your consent, Katsuki. Next time, we'll just let you get yourself killed", apologized Erik sarcastically. The Explosive blonde scoffed with gritted teeth and a tick mark as everyone sweatdropped at the German's choice of apologetic words.

"Alright, alright, so who needs healing first?", asked Eddie who wanted everyone to refocus on the current situation.

"Heal Thirteen first. Otherwise, we'll never hear the end of it from Aizawa.", grumbled Doom as he tries to bear an excruciating migraine. This got everyone confused as Eddie got Thirteen to stand up.

"Wait, heal? What do you guys mean by heal?", asked Eijiro curiously as he and everyone looked to see the American send black tendrils into the adult's back. What was a scarred and bloody back exposed to all had then been restored to smooth and flawless skin in seconds. The students were in awe at the sight of it. With a stretch and a crack of her back, Thirteen was now standing on her own with a relaxed posture. "Thank you for that, SHIELD youth.", said Thirteen gratefully at the American teen.

Eddie Brock nodded at her and then looked at the Latverian. "Come on, Doom. let me see them.", chastised Eddie as the Latverian brought out his ruined hand for all to see. All those around them flinched at the sight of them. Bone and rust mixed together wasn't a sight too pleasant to see. Clasping his hands with Doom's, Brock transferred some of his healing properties into the ruined pair. In seconds, the Latverian's hands were as good as new.

"Woah. webs, strength, agility, invisibility, shapeshifting, and healing. Eddie, you're like a dozen pro-heroes put into one.", said Eijiro with so much astonishment. The other students minus Bakugou could agree to that fact. Midoriya had already known most about the American's versatility from Victor Creed, but it still gets to him that Eddie Brock was his first experience of meeting someone with multiple abilities coming out of one quirk alone. The American teen however wasn't enjoying the attention all that much.

"Kurogiri.", said Doom as he stood from the railing. Everyone's attention returned back to the Latverian as curiosity and confusion filled their minds.

"Am I to suspect that the name you just said belongs to the warp villain, Doom?", asked Erik as he stood to meet his squad leader's eyes.

"Correct. From what I receive from our brief entwinement, he's a second in command of some sort and the league's only means of a quick transportation. If he's dealt with, they'll all be trapped here.", explained a serious Doom.

"If that's all you got from this Kurogiri guy, then I got some info too. Specifically about that weird big purple guy, apparently that freak is their main weapon for All-Might shows up.", added Eddie.

"Sounds like those two are the real threat here. But hold on a minute Doom, how did you know his name just now? Have you two met before?", asked Izuku with much curiosity about these revelations. He knew about the monster from Eddie, but Doom knowing the villain's name is a bit sudden.

"Don't be obtuse, Midoriya. When you got warped away, he mentioned that he had acquired information of SHIELD's newly established foothold in UA's affairs very recently. He even admitted that they had broken in while the staff was distracted by the media. Everyone that was here after our separation could attest to this.", explained Doom as those that were with him and Erik at the scene nodded to vouch for him.

"Wait, then how did you know his name?", asked Kirishima who also was curious about the villain's identity.

"That isn't important right now. What is important is our class finally regrouping and holding down the entrance long enough for the reinforcements to arrive. But first, we need to assess our current condition and find our missing classmates and teacher.", proclaimed Doom as he dodged Eijiro's question and brought the focus back to the real problem. Everyone agreed to his statement, but Eddie and Erik caught that dodge to the interrogation. They'll have to question their leader some other time.

"If that's really how you feel, SHIELD mutt. Then you guys might want to take a look at this.", said Bakugo as he stood at the top of the stairs. The SHIELD youths, Thirteen, and students walked to the explosive teen's position. There they noticed his current facial expression. Although he kept usual stoic expression, there was a touch of nervousness added in as his eyes were directed to a nasty sight. The students looked in the same direction, only for dread to fill their hearts.

There, at the location of the fountain, Aizawa was being beaten to near death by the hulking monster that accompanied the villains. Both arms are broken. Stomach facing down and pinned by so much muscle. His goggles shattered and blood dripped from his face. The students couldn't move as they were frozen in shock and fear. Some like Bakugo, Kirishima, and Izuku were about to rush in and help their teacher, but Thirteen noticed and was about to stop them from doing something reckless. She believes that she'll need to step in and get Eraserhead to safety, but even she is worried from not knowing much about that monster. And everyone else was on the same page. If Eddie Brock hadn't gotten word that the big villain was one that the league had entrusted to kill All-Might then they too might have gotten brutalized for assessing its power. As the students were left unsure on what to do, a voice finally spoke out through the silent limbo they were in.

"Brock, go.", commanded Doom as the student had now taken in the fact that the American wasn't with them. Tsuyu looked behind her and ribbed at the sight of the tall foreign stretching his webs from the metal arch above them. Everyone heard her ribbit, but before they could see why she made that sound, the American teen had already slingshot himself from the USJ entrance. Reforming his wings, he turned his momentum into descending acceleration as he rapidly approached the monster. However, he didn't ram into the creature. Instead, he grabbed its right and pulled it into a throw which launched the big villain away from Aizawa. The creature was launched away with so much force that its collision with the fountain had completely destroyed the man-made water reservoir and caused a big plume of dust and rubble to erupt.

"What the heck is Eddie Brock doing? It's too dangerous for him to go like that.", said Mina, freaking out at the American's sudden actions. Everyone felt the same way and wanted to jump in to get him out of harm's way, the Latverian and German got in front of them to cease their concerns.

"Don't fret, Mina. Eddie knows what he's doing and so should we.", proclaimed Erik calmly to the pink as he then turned to Doom.

"Doom, I'll take Bakugou and Kirishima with me to retrieve our missing classmates.", proclaimed the young German with an intense seriousness.

"Very well, then I, Thirteen, and Asui will retrieve Aizawa while Brock has the villains busy.", said Doom adding his part to this cooperation.

"WAIT, WHO THE HELL MADE YOU GUYS THE BOSS." angrily complained Bakugo as the German has a grip on his right arm and Eijiro's left arm.

"A literal international organization based foreign espionage and foreign security. While you only have a middle school degree to fall back on. Now, are you going to remain as a whining toddler or actually prove you belong here", scolded Erik like he was the older brother that explosive teen wished he never had. With gritted teeth, the angry Katsuki relented and went along with the foreign as Kirishima and some of the class sweatdropped at the exchange. The young German then turned to Ochako for an assist.

"Miss Uraraka, will you make my two passengers lighter for our flight to go quicker.", requested Erik to the gravity girl. Said girl was slightly stunned by the attention, but complied and tapped the two that were going with the foreigner. The three then levitated and flew off to the other Zones to rescue the rest of the class.

As the trio took off, Doom asserted his authority once more to gain the attention of Thirteen and Tsuyu. "Thirteen, Miss Asui, can I count on your cooperation to retrieve the homeroom teacher?", asked Doom as he knelt down on the first three steps. He places his hand on the third step and then a streak of glowing green particles extends to where the fallen teacher was laying. The end of the extended streak stopped and circled around the teacher to levitate him from the ground. The body starts going towards the steps of the Entrance.

Back at the scene of the newly established battle between the American and the monster, Eddie Brock waited for his new opponent to stand back up in order to deliver another swift launch away from Eraserhead. The monster got up and shifted its eyes at the black suited SHIELD youth. It gave no expression nor a sound as it stared at the American. The SHIELD youth stared back at the freak, expecting something to happen. There was still nothing.

"Well, isn't that nice. A rookie federal agent playing schoolhouse actually caring about the people of another country. Though, it is surprising to see a SHIELD coming to the rescue of a pro-hero. Usually, you two members of law enforcement would be at each other's necks by now.", said a mocking scraggly voice. Eddie turned to the left to see what he could only believe is the leader since everyone else was down for the count. From the looks of the guy, they shouldn't be out in public at all. An all black outfit with realistic hand decorations. It was flat out tacky with a hint of possible childhood trauma. A part of him says to see this guy as a joke, but his emotional sonar quirk is telling him that the villain in front of him has nothing but bloodlust in his mind. The freak was giving off major waves of pure psychotic tendency. That's all he needs to know that this person was the real deal.

"Somebody has to be the badass. Even if they hate it. Whoever they are.", said Eddie stoically as the hand covered villain walked a bit closer.

"Interesting way of thinking, SHIELD. I guess unlike the pro-heroes, you guys aren't afraid to be honest with violence. You people flaunt it like a badge of honor, while the heroes get their careers ruined. Then again, that pisses me off too. I mean, it's no different from police brutality. No restrictions and no consequences. You kill, you're the star. Lost souls like me kill, I'm the villain. How's that fair?", said the hand villain with his creepy voice.

Eddie Brock was just about done with this conversation. He narrowed his white lenses and tensed his muscle mass. The villain noticed this and positioned himself carefully.

"Look. Let's just keep politics out of this. And get to nitty gritty. I already tore the info out of your shit henchmen that this ugly thing is a big weapon for All-Might. If that's the case, I planned on taking it down before the real star of the show gets here.", proclaimed Eddie with full confidence.

"Is that so? Eraserhead didn't fare any better, but this could be a good test for Nomu here to be challenged by a SHIELD. After all, eventually when the league of villains are done killing the symbol of peace. SHIELD and other so called law enforcement are next.", said hands all over with a cocky tone.

"Nomu huh. Good to have a damn name for this thing. So what's yours?", asked Eddie as he was ready to flick his webs.

"Since you're going to die soon, I'll consider it. My name is Tomura. Now then, Nomu. kill him.", said Tomura with a creepy grin from the side of his hand mask.

Before he could realize it, Eddie Brock was punched with enough force to crater him into the cement floor. Everyone back at the top of the stairs began to worry for the American and Tomura was satisfied with the results. However, his joy was dashed away when Nomu was raised up in the air by a massive black tendril that brought back down with enough power to make the crater bigger. From the dust cloud, the American tackled the Nomu out in the clearing and rapidly punched its face. Not even a single dent was done to it. It was as if it was ignoring the hits.

Bouncing off the Nomu and into the air, Eddie then shot webbing from both his backhands and pulled with all of his strength to bring himself down for a heavy blow. As he reeled himself in, the collision was nonexistent as the Nomu had no damage apparent on its body nor did the ground beneath it. Frustrated, the American teen tried to go for another punch, but the monster caught the fist. It then swung the American into ground once again and with its other hand grabbed the teen's head.

Eddie morphed his body to escape Nomu's grip and maneuvered to get behind it. Quickly, he tried to trap it in a necklock in an attempt to choke it out. As he squeezed the massive neck as hard as physically possible, Nomu had a vice grip on the teen's arm and was about to pull itself out of the lock. From there, both heavy muscular fighters tried to out strength the other in what could be considered as a test of pure power done by professional wrestlers. Tomura watched the whole thing and had to admit that the foreigner was lasting much longer than Eraserhead. It seemed that SHIELD had their own powerful quirks for their forces. Something to tell his master later once All-Might was dealt with. He then noticed that Kurogiri had appeared next to him.

"Tomura Shigaraki, it seems we have underestimated the students and their SHIELD allies. They were successful in allowing one of their own to escape the USJ. Reinforcements from Yuuei are now inevitable.", informed Kurogiri in an apologetic tone.

The news had caused Tomura to freeze. Slowly and in a ticking matter, the pale adult had begun to itch himself sporadically. "Kurogiri… rrrrgh, if you weren't our warp gate, then I would have turned you to dust by now", said Tomura disappointingly. He then stopped itching and lowered his hands. When the heroes arrive, they are done for. No All-Might and no victory screen. Game over and back to the menu. It was then that he noticed the still unconscious form of Eraserhead being floated towards the stairs. If they couldn't get All-Might, then they'll just leave some bodies for him.

The student and Thirteen began to panic as Tomura was about to reach Aizawa. They didn't know what his quirk was yet, but knew that the villain was about to kill their teacher. Due to the nerves in his hands still trying to adjust to the recent healing, Doom couldn't really pull him in fast enough. The strain was still there and he gritted his teeth as he forced the pain down. The pale villain was about to touch the teacher, but was tackled by a blood covered burly person. The attacker then punched his face so hard the hand covering his face was knocked off. The savage beater continued to beat down on the scrawny criminal until Kurogiri warped the assailant off. Shaking from the impact of the fists and anger boiling inside him, the hand based villain got up to see Eraserhead halfway across the stairway to the USJ entrance.

"Thirteen, now.", commanded Doom to hero next to him. The pro-hero then uses her black hole quirk to suck up Aizawa closer to them. Half way from the halfway point, she ceased her quirk and the Latverian turned to Tsuyu. "Tsuyu, now.", commanded Doom to the frog girl. Said froggy teen shot out her tongue and reeled the teacher back towards them. Behind her, Sero and Shoji provided their strength to help cushion the catch. And like that, Aizawa was secured. However, he still suffered from his injuries and was hardly breathing.

As the young Latverian and the group evaluated their teacher's condition, Tomura looked to see his attacker getting up from the ground. They too appeared to be a foreigner of SHIELD. Blood dripped from their trench coat and a fangy grin on their face. Their hair slick with blood and knuckles cracking. Flicking their hair away to give a view of his face, the savage man continued to grin as the scrawny man picked up the hand that fell off.

"Even though I hate him, we still need him. The quicker we get you guys to the damn ground, the faster we can go home. So. you're the leader of this shit show", said the savage man with a confident tone .

"And who the hell are you?", said Tomura, his murderous voice becoming more unhinged.

"Friends call me Creed. But you bub, you can call me Sabretooth.", said a smug Victor Creed as he stared down Tomura Shigaraki. The two growing bloodlust expanded ever so much.

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