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"This means someone is talking."

'This means someone is thinking to themselves.'

This means it's a flashback.

*This means it's a sound effect!*

{This means I'm speaking in a different language!}

Angel in a Gilded Cage

It was the fourth day of the year at Yūei Academy, the sky was sunny and mostly clear and the air was getting warmer as spring completely shook off the vestiges of winter.

So far Angel's day had been perfectly tranquil. The press seemed to have learned their lesson from yesterday and hadn't returned to harass anymore students, meaning she could enter the campus without fear. Her morning classes went off without a hitch and afterwards she was able to enjoy an uninterrupted lunch with her friends. The only downside was that she still wasn't ready to eat in the cafeteria, but she was getting there. She sighed with content, her mind at ease and her stomach full.

Now it was the second half of the day and that meant it was time for heroic foundations.

"Good afternoon." Aizawa greeted as he extricated himself from his sleeping bag.

'Does he carry that everywhere he goes?' Angel wondered as he stood at the podium.

"Now, for today's lesson you will be supervised by myself, All-Might and a colleague of ours."

'Three teacher's/pro heroes? Must be serious!' Angel thought worryingly and raised her arm.

"W-What are we doing this time? We aren't f-fighting again are we?" She asked timidly.

"Being a hero isn't always about beating someone up. Accidents, natural disasters… today we are focusing on…" He revealed a card in his hand.

RESCUE!

The class started murmuring.

"Yeah! I couldn't shine in combat last time, I'll rock this!"

"If there is a flood, then I'll be able to help!"

"My quirk isn't really suited for this."

'Rescue…' Angel rubbed her thumbs. She had been dreading the next time that she'd be forced to fight. Her fear that she'd hurt someone because she couldn't control her power remained. She got lucky during the combat trial thanks to Todoroki and it seemed she still wouldn't have to fight for another day, much to her relief.

In comparison this trial sounded like something she could enjoy and excel at. She had proven that she can save people during the exam and was rewarded for it with her first two real friends, so it was a strong indicator of how today was going to go.

She laughed a little.

She never thought there'd ever be a case of her looking forward to using her quirk.

"Everyone settle down, we don't want to waste time." Aizawa shushed everyone as he pressed a button on his remote, the shelves holding their costume cases pushed open. "For today's exercises you can choose to wear your costumes or not. This won't be combat so they may not be suited for the task. We will be traveling to the training area by bus, so get changed and meet outside at the bus stop. Don't keep me waiting."

About ten minutes later, Angel and Uraraka were making their way with the rest of the female students to the bus stop. She had decided to wear her costume for the exercise as there wasn't any reason not to and she didn't want to take off her gym shirt to use her wings.

"Oooo!" Uraraka's feet skipped in excitement. "I can't wait for this trial! I've always pictured myself as more of a rescue hero than a fighting kind, ya know?"

"Yeah, same for me." Angel agreed, her reasoning very different from her friend's, most likely.

Soon enough the group of female students gathered with the males, and they made their way towards the bus stop.

"Hey, Deku-kun!" Uraraka waved at the greenette who stepped over to join them. Curiously enough, he was wearing the gym uniform instead of his costume.

"Hey guys! Are you guys excited?" He asked.

"I'm pumped up!" Uraraka answered.

"I'm looking forward to it." Angel added. "Just wondering Midoriya-kun, why aren't you wearing your costume?"

He chuckled bashfully. "My costume was pretty wrecked after the combat trial, so I gave it to the support course to repair it for me." He explained.

"Ah," She nodded and glanced at a certain blonde ahead of them. "Right…"

As if sensing that he was being watched, Bakugo turned his head and glared, making her frantically dodge his gaze. Ever since his "declaration" as she called it, the angry boy hadn't done anything to her aside from the occasional scathing look, but it was probably due to him acknowledging her as a threat if she had to guess. He seemed to give the same look to Midoriya and Todoroki exclusively. Everyone else he brushed off irritatedly.

"Everyone, listen up!" Iida blew a whistle once they arrived at the parked bus. "To make this go smoothly, we shall seat ourselves according to our student numbers!" He explained as he pulled out an attendance sheet. "The first students will sit in the back and each subsequent number will sit on their left, then alternate back to the opposite side! Number one, Aoyama-kun! Number two, Ashido-san! Number-hey!" He stopped his rollcall as everyone just started piling into the bus with no regard to the seating plan.

"Sorry Iida-kun…" Angel apologized as she passed him and stepped on board. She ended up sitting on the end of the middle sideways row, facing the red head boy whose name still eluded her. Something she soon came to regret because…well...

'He's not wearing a shirt!' She swallowed while her face turned dark crimson like his hair, averting her gaze as the boy's costume only consisted of pants, boots and red, gearlike shoulder pads, putting his muscular physique on full display. His sculpted abs and pectorals, his flexing biceps. It wasn't the first time she had seen such well developed muscles and they weren't the biggest, but it was the first time seeing so much of the male anatomy so close, let alone in such good shape.

"Aaaah…here we go!" A new voice sighed in comfort, making her turn her head to the new boy sitting on her left. Thankfully this one had a more modest outfit compared to the red head, wearing a white shirt underneath a black jacket with a white stripe, matching the design of his pants. A small headset poked out from under his blonde hair, which had a black zigzagging stripe curiously shaped like a lightning bolt on the bangs hanging over his face.

"Yo!" He greeted. "The name is Kaminari, but you can call me Denki..." He winked. "Beautiful!"

Angel's mind ground to a halt, her head echoing with that single word.

"Beautiful..! Beautiful..! Beautiful..!"

'Heh?'

She couldn't have heard that correctly.

"{Ex...cuse...me?}" The syllables fell out of her mouth, as if tripping off her tongue.

Kaminari, who apparently didn't know the effect his words had on the girl's psyche, kept going.

"Beautiful!" He repeated. "Haven't met someone from America, I'm guessing, especially not someone so pretty! Wanna eat somewhere sometime?"

In that moment, Angel finally processed what was happening. Everyone nearby watched with fascination as she turned to a shade of red so bright, she was practically glowing.

'HE'S… FLIRTING WITH ME?! ASKING ME OUT?!' She screamed in her head, covering her scorching face with her hands as steam whistled out of her ears like a kettle.

In her fit, she drifted off to the events of the previous night.

"Sit down Sugar." Moxxi instructed, arms crossed, standing serious as can be at the couch.

"Ugh… can we not?" Angel groaned.

"You managed to get away from me the other day, but you've got nowhere to go now!"

The determined woman pointed down with her manicured finger. "Now sit your butt on that couch!"

Angel obeyed, a pout on her face. "It's not like this is going to be applicable to me." She muttered under her breath.

"Of course it is!" Moxxi slammed her hands on the sofa arm, making Angel jump. "Love is a war Angel and just like a war, no one can avoid it! You are a beautiful young woman, even if you think you aren't!" The woman aggressively complimented her as she leaned further and further over the girl, her green eyes filled with a seriousness bordering on obsession. "Even if you don't think so, someone, somewhere, someday will come up to you and say "You have nice hair! Can I have your number?!" or "Your eyes are so pretty! Want to go out?!" and you'll need to know how to respond! Or one day you will look at one of your classmates and you'll feel all fuzzy and warm, nervous whenever they are around or talk to you! And then-! And then-!"

Moxxi panted heavily as she couldn't keep raving without any breath. Then she seemed to realize how deranged she looked, looming over Angel so far, the girl was almost flat against the sofa.

Staring up at her caretaker, Angel was a bit disturbed at how crazy Moxxi got about romance. Just at the slightest hint of romantic gossip, Moxxi would quickly lose her elegant veneer and show her excited, possibly crazy side, resembling Midoriya when he was focused on heroes and quirks.

Taking a deep breath, Moxxi collected herself and stood back up.

"Sorry about that, got carried away." She cleared her throat. "The point is, I will not let you remain unprepared for the battlefield that is high school romantic drama! So make yourself comfortable, your lesson starts now!"

And so Moxxi paced back and forth, advice and tactics gained over decades of experience dumping over Angel's head like a waterfall. Still not convinced of the supposed importance of such information, Angel just tuned out everything being said, falling asleep within minutes.

Little did she know her decision would come back to haunt her so soon.

'WHY DID I NEVER LISTEN?! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!'

"Geh… Habib..? Gabaddat..?" Her jaw opened and closed on its own, random muscles on her face twitching out of sheer shock.

"I think you broke her Kaminari-kun." Asui said.

"Aw man! I hope she won't hate me for this!" The boy panicked. He had been rejected by girls before, but he had never made one malfunction as if he poured water on a computer.

"D-Don't feel too bad Kaminari-kun!" Midoriya waved his hands frantically. "Hodunk-san, uh, is just shy!"

"Yeah!" Uraraka followed his lead. "I-I'm sure she doesn't think of you less! How about we switch seats?"

"You-You think so? S-Sure, yeah, let's switch!" He nodded and hopped off his seat, letting Uraraka sit next to her friend.

"Angel-chan? Angel-chan?" She lightly shook her by the shoulder.

Angel blinked and returned to her senses, only to blush immediately. She had just shut down in front of everyone hadn't she? She turned her head to see her friend sitting next to her and the flirty blonde sitting across, looking very sorry for himself. He had blindsided her with his flowery words sure, but she felt bad for him. With such an adverse reaction, he probably thought she hated him. But what could she do?

She needed help.

"Uraraka-san, what do I-?!" She stopped and glanced at Kaminari, then leaned in closer. "What do I say?! I… I don't think I want to go out with him, but I don't want to hurt him!" She hastily whispered.

Uraraka whispered back and she nodded.

'Here goes nothing!'

"Um… Kaminari-kun?" Angel called out, getting the boy's attention who swallowed nervously.

She took a deep breath and gave him an apologetic look. 'I-I'm sorry Kaminari-kun, for acting like that. Your kind words are appreciated… but I only just met you and I'm not so good with people. I'd like it if we could just be friends."

He sagged with relief. "Yeah, yeah sure. I can live with that." He said, smiling again.

"Thank you for understanding, Kaminari-kun." Returning the smile and bowing her head, Angel was happy that the issue had been resolved and she hadn't alienated one of her classmates.

'Again.' She thought, remembering her first encounter with Todoroki. 'Note to self, apologize to Moxxi and ask for the remedial romance course.'

"Thank you for not holding all that against me Hodunk-san." Kaminari continued. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you."

"Ugh… I going to fucking vomit!" Bakugo groaned from the back seats.

"No one asked what you thought." Asui answered, startling Angel with her bluntness towards the class's most unstable member.

'Wish I could be that brave.'

"Anyway, Midoriya-kun." The frog girl turned to the greenette sitting next to her.

"O-Oh, uh, yes?!"

"You're quirk is really similar to All-Might's isn't it?" She asked, her question turning the boy pale for some reason.

"R-Really?! H-Ha ha ha! You d-dont say?!" He chattered skittishly.

"Whatcha talking about Asui-san?" The shirtless redhead laughed. "Midoriya gets wrecked everytime he uses his quirk, All-Might never does that! I mean sure, they both can smash through a building but that's about it! I am pretty jealous though! " He sat back and brandished his arm which became more angular and solid looking. "My Harden ability is great for fighting, but it's not really cool."

"Wow…" Midoriya breathed in awe. "I think it's pretty cool Kirishima-kun! It's more useful than mine is right now too!"

'Kirishima, so that's his name! I was getting tired calling him redhead!' Angel noted, checking off one more classmate off her list.

"Usefulness huh?" Aoyama hummed. "Sure, power and utility are important, but one's popularity is usually determined by their quirk's ability to stand out. My Navel Laser is both powerful and beautiful."

"Isn't the fact that your stomach will implode if you use it too much a bit of a con?" Ashido pointed out, much to Aoyama's consternation.

"While we're comparing flashiness and strength and all that, you can't forget Todoroki or Bakugo!" Kirishima jabbed a finger towards the back of the bus, the latter of whom scoffed at being mentioned.

"Bakugo has too short of a fuse and is always yelling, people aren't going to like him very much." Asui stated.

"THE FUCK YOU SAY FROG?!" The boy roared from his seat, making Angel wince from how loud he was.

"See?"

"Pff yeah, as strong as he is, the guy's got the charisma of hot garbage that even rats won't burrow into." Kaminari teased.

"YOU TRYING TO PICK A FIGHT YOU ZIGZAG BASTARD?!" He continued to yell, only proving the point, eliciting laughter from everyone involved.

"Although…" Ashido tapped her cheek. "if I had to choose who has the most of all three parks, it'd probably be Hodunk-san!"

"Huh?" Angel blinked at being mentioned. "Me?!" She pointed to herself in disbelief.

"Well duh! You've got it all! You can shoot laser blasts, can hack machines and grow wings for crying out loud!" The pink girl listed off.

"And the way your tattoos light up when you use your quirk is super cool. You even have a built in logo on your chest." Asui added, pointing at the window on the front of her outfit. "You probably have the greatest chance to be a crowd favourite right out of Yūei."

"You guys really think so?" Angel asked, astounded that this was how she was regarded.

"Totally!" Kirishima said. "You've got a powerful and cool looking quirk and have a great outfit! People are gonna love you!"

She blushed once again under the shower of praise from her peers. Once again she was taken back by the encouraging and relaxed attitude her classmates had. Despite being unfamiliar with each other, they were being so nice to her that she could see herself becoming friends with the entire class.

(Except Bakugo, he seemed more the type to burn bridges then make them.)

"Thanks, you guys. I… don't know what to say."

"Not to mention you have a nicer personality than Explodey-boy over there!" Uraraka laughed fondly at her friend's modesty.

"HA! Explodey-boy!" Kaminari snorted. "That should be his hero name!"

"IMMA KILL YOU ALL!"

"Quiet down! We're almost there." Aizawa ordered.

"YES SIR!" The class chorused.

True to Aizawa's word, the bus soon coasted to a stop in front of a massive closed dome structure. As the class disembarked they were greeted by someone standing at the curb.

"Welcome future heroes! I have been waiting for you!" The person announced, their voice electronically filtered through the helmet they were wearing. Their costume was like an astronaut's EMU, a big, white, poofy, layered suit with a large, bulky helmet with a black, reflective bubble visor protecting their face. With a start, Angel recognized who it was and apparently, so did Midoriya and Uraraka.

"Ohmigosh! It's the space hero, Thirteen! One of the top rated heroes for disaster relief!" He gasped.

"Wow! She's my favorite hero!" Uraraka squealed, jumping excitedly.

"Shucks! It's always nice to meet some fans!" The hero laughed. "But lets not delay! Follow me!" She beckoned to them as she started walking towards the big doors at the front of the dome. The doors swung open and Angel couldn't stop her jaw from dropping at what she saw.

At the bottom of the stairs was a small park with a fountain in the shape of a circle. Branching off from the circle were massive zones she could only describe as disaster simulations. From the left all the way around to right was a ruined city, a town half buried in a landslide, a mountain range, a red dome decorated with flames (likely a fire scenario), a huge pool with a crashed ship and a slide fashioned into turbulent rapids and a blue dome covered with rain clouds which was probably a flood zone. It was like an indoor theme park, if the theme was rescue training.

"Shipwrecks, landslides, fires and more! This is the training facility that I personally designed to perfectly recreate the many disasters and calamitous events heroes will face! This! Is the Unforeseen Simulation Joint, or USJ for short!" Thirteen proudly announced.

"Holy crap! This place is for training?!"

"Wicked!"

"I can't wait to run around in that earthquake zone!"

"How hot do you think the fire zone is?"

"Yūei is the best school ever!"

The class all gaped and cried in awe at everything and Angel couldn't disagree.

'Yūei is crazy!'

First was Aizawa's quirk apprehension test, then All-Might's battle trial, then the stampede in the halls and now this?! She was starting to think that there was never going to be a normal day of school at Yūei with everything that had happened in the first week.

Not to mention she was actually looking forward to this rescue class. All of these simulations looked so cool!

"Hey Thirteen, can we talk for a minute?" Aizawa waved the space hero away from the class.

"Angel-chan!" Uraraka bounded over to her. "Isn't this so cool?! What zone are you looking forward to?"

"I'm pretty excited for the mountain or landslide regions. I could fly around looking for people trapped in a crevasse or something. If I had to choose one I don't really want to do it'd be the shipwreck I think."

"Really? Why?"

"I-I um…" She swallowed." I don't want to get my costume wet."

"Ah, right. I don't think I'd want that either. My suit is tight enough as it is, don't want that purple headed kid getting any ideas."

Angel shuddered. She wasn't too much of a fan of that guy after she learned he was the one who had made the leering comments when she took off her jacket on the first day. That impression only got worse after watching him team up with Yaoyorozu for All-Might's combat trial, where he unabashedly kept sneaking peeks at her body. The thought of someone looking at her like that made her skin crawl.

"Ditto." She agreed.

"Alright!" Thirteen called the class's attention, finally finished her conversation with Aizawa.

"Before we get started, I have a couple things to say. Or… wait… was it three?" She started counting his big gloved fingers. "Four? Can't be five. Ah whatever." She shrugged. "For those of you who don't know, my quirk is called Black Hole. Just like the real thing, it pulls in anything nearby and crushes it into dust."

"I've heard of it!" Midoriya said ecstatically as he normally did. "It's how you became so renowned on the rescue scene, using it to remove wreckage, water, fire or other hazards."

"Very good! However…" Thirteen's voice took a darker tone. "Have you considered how easily it could be used to kill others?"

The room went quiet at the sudden shifting of the conversation.

'Kill… others..?' Those words resonated with Angel, in a way differently from her peers.

"Whenever I use my quirk, control and restraint is at the forefront of my mind, for if I'm not careful, someone can easily get hurt. In that regard it's no different from any of your powers. Our society makes sure that all superhuman abilities are closely watched and regulated so this doesn't happen, but do keep in mind the danger that each of your quirks can present if used carelessly."

'Used carelessly… or used at all.' A small voice whispered in her head. Her heart rate was steadily climbing and her hands wouldn't stop clenching and unclenching while the space hero continued.

"Aizawa-sensei had you test your limits and All-Might's battles helped you all get a feeling about the dangers of using your powers against others. Today we will be working on using your quirks to save lives instead of threaten them! Anyone's quirks can hurt people, yes, but that is not the reason that you have been born with them! Just like any other talent or tool, they can be used to cause harm, but they can also be used to help others! Hopefully you will take this to heart after this exercise! And that's about it! Thank you for being a terrific audience!"

The class applauded and cheered, blissfully unaware of the internal conflict that Angel was currently facing.

The acrid stench of smoke. The ringing in her ears. The oppressive heat of the burning truck.

The man holding the still body, his blood mixing with his tears on the pavement.

Highlighted by the white glow from the cursed markings.

"Angel-chan?" She blinked and met Uraraka's concerned gaze. "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah." She smiled in an attempt to pull away from where her mind had went. "I'm alright. I just-" She cut off mid sentence as her sixth sense reeled from a dramatic shift in the white noise. Hundreds of voices were suddenly silenced, all at once. She looked up just in time to witness all of the lights on the dome flickering off. Thankfully the white panels let in plenty of light so there was barely a difference, but the fact still remained.

'Somethings wrong!'

"EVERYONE!" All of a sudden Aizawa yelled. "STAY TOGETHER AND GET BEHIND ME! THIRTEEN, PROTECT THE STUDENTS!"

"Hey, what's that?" Kirishima pointed out, drawing the attention of the entire crowd to the complex square at the bottom of the stairs. In front of the fountain a large mass of black and violet mist swirled. From its inky depths, dozens of figures stepped into the light, all of whom looked the stuff of nightmares. Some were dressed in rough urban attire while brandishing weapons like knives or clubs while others looked like inhuman monsters, their quirks making them look like something out of a horror film!

But it wasn't their appearance or sudden entrance that Angel found unsettling. It was the way they strode forth from the mist, holding their weapons impatiently and the manic, malevolent smiles on their faces. After years of watching the dangers of the outside world, Angel had come to recognize what these people were, all too well.

"They're… villains!" She choked.

"No way!" Someone answered behind her. "They gotta be actors or something! This is another test, right sensei's?"

"No!" Aizawa barked, his eyes belaying no humor before he slipped on his goggles. "She's right! This is not a drill! Those are real villains!"

"Bad guys?!" The class all tensed as they finally caught up with the situation.

"This can't be real! How could they sneak into Yūei?!"

"Thirteen-sensei!" Yaoyorozu turned to the space hero. "What happened to the security sensors?!"

"I don't know, they were working this morning!"

"They've shut off the security system and the alarm! I heard them go!" Angel absently chewed on her thumbnail as her mind came to an ominous conclusion. "This isn't a reckless attack… this… this has been thought out!"

"What do you mean?!" She heard Iida ask.

"Think about it! They chose to attack at USJ, a facility far away from the rest of the campus while everyone expects us to be gone for hours training and the alarms have been shut off! They thought of everything! But what do they want?" She pondered the last part aloud, not noticing the astounded looks she was getting.

This was the most timid, soft spoken girl in the class, yet she had come to a rational deduction of the situation that few of them had considered.

"Thirteen, evacuate the students!" Aizawa ordered! "If Hodunk-san is right, we won't be able to use the emergency line! They probably have someone jamming our systems! Kaminari-kun!"

"Y-Yeah?!" The boy jumped!

"Keep trying to contact the outside with your radio! I'll hold them off!"

Midoriya balked. "Wait Sensei, you aren't going to fight them by yourself are you?! Even if you cancel their quirks, they have so many villains down there!"

Angel had to agree. The odds were definitely not in their teacher's favor, what was he thinking?!

Aizawa only glanced back at the teens coolly as his scarf unfurled around him.

"You're not a good hero if you only have one trick. Keep them safe Thirteen."

With that, he launched himself down the stairs, his scarf snapping in the wind as he charged towards the danger alone, leaving his students helpless to do anything but watch.

A group of three villains positioned themselves at the bottom of the stairs, ready to intercept the dark hero, only to look down at themselves in confusion, a telltale sign that Aizawa had negated their quirks. They were so preoccupied they failed to notice that he had slipped past them, weaving his capture device around their bodies. With a yank, all three were tied and crashed against each other.

Angel's heart lept in her chest as a larger man with a big, rocky body and four arms charged at her teacher, for a mutation quirk like that couldn't be cancelled like the others.

Only to gasp in amazement as Aizawa ducked under the incoming strike and retaliated with a punch to the face while simultaneously looping the whirling fabric around the villain and throwing him into another group of enemies.

"Holy-!" Midoriya spoke next to her, completely dumbfounded. "That's a pro hero for you!"

Angel nodded as they continued to watch their teacher move like a whirlwind, using his quirk to sow chaos and confusion amongst the crowd of hardened criminals while incapacitating them one by one.

'Guess I forgot that under the tired exterior, Sensei is still a pro!'

"You two! Come on!" They both looked back to see Iida waving at them as the rest of the class started running for the giant doors. "You heard him, we have to get out of here!" He yelled, reminding them of the danger they were in.

"R-Right! Let's go!" She said as she broke into a sprint herself, Midoriya following right after her.

"Apologies…" A deep, echoing voice chastised. "But that's not happening."

Suddenly a large cloud of the dark mist that the villains had arrived in materialized, blocking the path. Shining against the dark, shapeless mass were two bright yellow lights acting as eyes.

"Good day to you. We are the League of Villains." The mist introduced himself. "Apologies for the intrusion, but we have taken upon ourselves to do the impossible… to lure out and snuff out the beacon of peace."

Angel's eyes widened in shock. That was their goal?! To kill All-Might?!

"It is vexing however…" The villain continued. "...to see that our target is not here. Wasn't he meant to assist today's lesson? No matter, afterall, I still have a role to play."

"OUT OF THE WAY ASSHOLE!" Bakugo roared as he and Kirishima lunged forward striking at the mist with hardened fists and a blast of nitroglycerin, making the mass disperse and retreat a couple feet back before pulling himself back together.

"You must be crazy, thinking we're just gonna let you get your way!" The red head challenged.

"Hmmp, close one…" The villain muttered under his breath. "You really are Yūei students. Seeds you may be, yet you are filled to the brim with potential." He postured stoically, just as his formless body began to ripple.

"Boys!" Thirteen cried. "Get out of there!"

Her warning came too late as the mist burst forth and everything went black.

To be continued...