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Himiko paced down the sidewalk, counting her steps trying to stay calm, soles of her Mary-Janes hitting the cold pavement. Her face was aliased and sculptured to be that of a girl with shiny blonde hair like her but with a diamond face shape, icy blue eyes, thin lips, and perfectly plucked eyebrows. She had her hair completely down, brushed out, a woven black stocking cap of her own on her head.

Slowly she opened the door to Blooms. The little bell dinged above the entry and someone cleaning a table said "Hello! Welcome!"

It was a busy hour, close to 5 o'clock in the business district that UA sat close to, but 6 blocks away from the campus itself. The hour was purposefully chosen, as business men hustled up and down the street; it would be more difficult for any evil-intented person to grab onto her, as she could disappear into the massive crowd. She knew that from her previous experience, when school let out so did the morning shift workers, making it hard for the villain attack squads to shuffle through and get to them, attack students for their blood.

Anxious. She was nothing but nerves.

This must be what the UA students felt like every single day after school.

She didn't like it. It was nerve wrecking!

She actually... felt bad for them. She couldn't imagine being attacked in public. One of the villains chasing her down and cornering her in an alleyway.

Her heart beat, but not in excitement of it, like it used to, now it beat in under the surface fear.

Again... she wasn't herself, but disguised as some random girl she'd spied in a magazine that looked older than her.

She couldn't be Sato Emi again. She couldn't be Himiko Toga.

Disappearing from the villains eyes, it was not easy task. Their grasp spanned across this whole area, but she was very lucky she had the quirk she had, otherwise she would of been snuffed out by now. All she needed to do was keep using her quirk to stay under the radar, but for this, she had no other option except to chose somewhere close in order to meet with Everett due to proximity limitations at the hero school.

But, all of this... it was a plan worthwhile. A chance. A chance that she knew she had to at least try for.

She'd loaded a backpack full of her most needed and most personal items: clothes, Rori, her charms that she constantly swirled around in her right hand, some notebooks, manga, cleaned her locker completely out at school. This was going out on a stretch, but even if it didn't pan out she would figure something out.

She blew hot air into her bangs to lift them, sitting down in a booth.

Running away meant a lot of things:

It meant she was allowing herself to become a drop out at her high school, not that anyone there would even miss her. It meant that she was a refugee from the LOA, turning her back on them meant that they certainly were after her. It meant that eventually her addict mother would report her as 'missing' and possibly kidnapped, and her face would appear all over the national news for at least a week.

Personally, it meant giving in and actually trusting, trusting that Everett would come through... somehow. Entrusting herself in his excitable, caring grasp; his understanding and free-thinking nature, that he would make a good decision that would help her somehow.

Because Himiko Toga, she knew she needed help.

Toga knew she could no longer support the villains.

Not now. Not again. Not ever.

She'd found somewhere in the world where she was welcomed, where people thought she was interesting and cool, where others were interested in what she had to say.

Everett wasn't here just yet.

Pensive, she walked over to the counter and ordered a half bun sandwich and an oolong tea.

Slowly, she counted out just enough. She didn't have much left. Down on her last threads.

The house she'd just left, it wasn't much better.

"Name?" The cashier asked with a pen.

She hesitated.

"Uh." Quiet, unlike her usual overly excited, blushy, smiley self. She lied. "Emi."

She was on the run. That she understood. Nobody will know her real name, not out here in the open.

Speaking of her real life, her mom hadn't texted her; possibly gone on one of her 'very extended' periods of absense. Disappearing for days up to two weeks was normal for that woman, coming back to look like a train wreck, bags under the eyes, bitchy and complaining about how life was so hard and how she regretted adopting Toga. How she just wanted to be free and young again.

All the time what Himiko heard was loud antics: 'You're a waste of space!' 'Why don't you go get a job?!' 'Clean the house Toga! Fuck!'

So many times she wanted to scream at her that she wasn't useless! She was a top tier student! She did odd jobs already! She did clean the fuckin' house! All the time! Because you don't! You asshole!

Instead, she'd just kick the wall, punch it in a rage upstairs, knowing full well that this was her life circumstance still as a minor.

She clammed up so much more during the winters, shut her mouthy nature up, knowing without a doubt that her mom would lock her outside if she rebelled against her horrible words. It'd happened a few years ago already, and the experience of freezing Toga didn't want on her ledger again. She'd come inside with purple lips, shivering, teeth chattering, and her mom explaining that that is what she deserved for being such a horrible brat.

But she'd clenched into something now: She can change her circumstance.

She took her tea and half sandwich, comfortably sitting back into the same booth. She took a large bite. Chicken and pesto with melted cheese a little parmesan pasta sauce; Italian. She hadn't had something this decent in quite some time.

It was a tiny slice of cake with Rori before this. And before that? A hotdog and no bun. Before that? Half a soda.

Lunches at school really were what kept her running, and now she was giving that up by going guerilla.

Yes, she was practically 13, a kid still in society's eyes, but she had to get out. If anything, it was gut instinct, pushed just that much further along by Satoko and Everett.

The door jingled at the threshold, she looked up from another mouthful of sandwich.

In he walked, unmistakable with that huge burnt orange scarf, and with him another guy his age with dark purple hair. The hair on that guy's head was roughly cut, but had growed-out where it stuck up really funny, gelled up a little. It was light enough that it was obviously purple, but dark enough that she immediately got that he must dye over his original color which was probably a light brown.

'That must be the buddy that he was talking about.' She moved in her seat, shifting, anxious. 'Shinso?' She was trying to remember.

They were quite the colorful pair. Between Shinso's hair and Everett's faux hawk and big orange scarf, they looked mildly circus. His friend looked exhausted though, just like that Eraserhead the villains were consistently after.

She swallowed.

The Villains.

That wasn't her anymore.

She refused to be lumped in with them.

They were just 'them' and she was just 'her'.

She was just Himiko now. It was all she wanted to be labeled as: A student. A girl. A blonde with rosy cheeks and a smile on her face.

She wanted that clean slate. Newness. A fresh start.

'Please.' She swallowed. That was all she wanted.

The two teens sat in a neighboring booth in the busy little cafe.

Toga calculated her moves in her mind. The approach. It had to be natural.

She stood, trying to be brave, usually she was the opposite: bouncy, laughy, talking.

Never had she exposed her quirk to an 'outsider'. At her school she was listed as quirkless on purpose. She didn't want anyone to know, that was because she was in league with the villains though.

But before that?

It was because her quirk didn't appear until late.

She was born premature, along with her supposed twin who passed.

She had no idea the gender.

She was tiny as a baby, a little under 5 pounds. Usually quirks show up around 5 years old, hers didn't show it's face until she was about 9. She'd only had 4 years with it so far, and she felt that there was so much more she could train herself to do!

When she first seen her quirk, she'd accidentally turned one of her ears to be dark-skinned.

She'd spied an article in a magazine at 9 years old, and was humming while reading it on the floor, her stomach growling as usual. Always hungry as she was growing, but also because her mother's bad habits made for empty fridge and cabinets.

The articles were interesting, and as adventurous and outgoing as she was, it being written on Western culture attracted her mind like a moth to flame.

There were people of many different skin tones in there, and she thought to herself how beautiful all the makeup models were.

Then she turned the page, and there was an advertisement for Covergirl, a brand from America. The woman was this lovely, long-necked, deep ebony gal, with a beautiful fluffy head of hair, and Toga squealed in delight at how carefree her style was. How wonderful the whole portrait looked!

She concentrated hard on the facial features of the woman. So lovely!

That gold shade of shiny eyeshadow was so beautiful.

Hours later while in the bathroom, she stepped up on the stool so she could brush her teeth, but instead... uttered terrorizing screams.

Panic!

Thank gods her 'mom' was not there!

Absolute panic rocketed through the child that thought she'd grow to just be a quirkless waste in society! She thought something had happened, that she had gotten sick somehow!

And with her 'mother' not around she freaked out!

For a week she wore a bandage over her ear to hide it and all day at school people poked fun at her, and she would have to lie to explain that she fell, and 'Yes, I've already been to the doctor.' to her teachers.

But after that week, she came home, and taking the faux bandage off, she worked up the gumption to inspect it in the mirror.

It was just skin. She poked; pulled. Just as her skin. Except it was dark.

'Like that woman in the Covergirl ad!'

Remembering, she rushed to grab that magazine and ripped it open as fast as she could.

She closed her eyes and imagined her own face.

'Please please please. Turn back to my ear.' She wished. She hoped. She concentrated hard on her face.

A miracle. She wanted one like wishing on a star.

Concentrating hard on her own facial features, when she opened her eyes it was gone.

Her ear was a rosy pink from being chilly, and it was a Himiko Toga ear!

Quickly she closed her eyes, concentrated, opened.

Testing. Testing.

One brown eye! Much deeper brown than her own golden ones!

Then she began to chuckle.

Then laugh. Girly giggles.

It... it was... not horrifying!

It was fun!

Like a doll with interchangeable parts!

She played all night learning to shift her face around.

'AWESOME!!!!'

"Hey." She said awkward.

"Yea?" Everett turned to look at a blonde girl.

"Uh." She mumbled. Himiko put her sandwich down lightly on their table, and her tea by it. She didn't want to come off as she was inviting herself to their table, but she had to. Had to do the only thing she knew might work. It was for her. For her safety. For her well being. For her life: She turned the tea around, pointing at the scribbled name of 'EMI' on the cup. "Waitin' on her?"

"Oh?" Everett being a nice guy took a good route. "So, she found a walking partner after all! She with you?"

"Yea, she is." A weird half lie. She was 'with' her... 'Uh sort of.' She thought.

Shinso scooted over quietly for the blonde to sit.

"Bathroom or something?" Everett was excited.

Shinso blinked and looked out the window.

Love struck his friend was. More like dumb struck. He smirked while Everett just babbled on.

They didn't wear their uniforms in hopes to avoid any run-ins with certain 'horrible' people after students from the school.

Wearing 'disguises' of their own in a way.

Everett was such a dumbass, and said the stupidest shit around the girls. What guy asks a girl if the other girl is using the bathroom? It's socially acceptable, but socially awkward.

Shinso figured that's what he gets for having a science nerd friend, sooner than later the faux-hawked guy will be locked up in the laboratories in college, white coat and all, with next to zero chances to mingle in the masses regularly... making his awkwardness that much more awkward.

Outgoing but awkward. That's was Everett through and through, an odd but interesting combo.

Shinso was a quiet guy though, the opposite, mostly thinking of derogatory remarks in his head, both were socially awkward in their own ways. He was just the more inward one.

Everett was awkward with more the things he said, Shinso was more with his mannerisms.

Currently, he could feel himself leaning a bit too angular away from her to be seen as normal, but whatever.

"Nope." Himiko swallowed. Answering Everett's babbling to how they must be super good friends if her and Emi walked together!

Shinso moved his eyes. 'No? What'd she mean no?'

"Huh?" Everett had a different tone. One of concern.

"I'm not her friend."

"Than just a classmate?"

"No." Himiko was suddenly clammed. It was getting strange prettt quick, she shifted in the booth. Swallowed.

Silence.

It boiled down to silence.

Toga cleared her throat, taking a nervous sip of oolong, lowering her voice. "My quirk." She sat the cup down, the cardboard edge of it soft on the table. Her confidence was at an all time zero, scared shitless. She whispered: "I alias."

"What's? What's that?" Everett spoke under his breath. His lungs were tight.

"For now, I can change my face. That's it."

He was keen. "You're Emi! Aren't you?" He got louder. "Emi! That's so cool!"

She shook her head no. "I'm not." She swallowed, tingles through her fingers, arms, and cheeks hot waiting for repercussions. "I'm not her. I only made myself look like her."

"What for?" Shinso chimed in flatly. He knew full well. 'To get on campus.' His friend had told him all about their meeting day. How he'd pal-d around with her, bought her dinner and coffee, they went on the tour he was leading together; rode on the train, even sat aside him to his right. How they'd chatted all day practically!

"I needed a map of the campus." She clenched her jaw.

"Did you break in?" Shinso had the gumption to ask the questions Everett couldn't. Everett wasn't much the confrontational type.

"I did. With my quirk I... walked right in the front." A throat bob. Lids hot.

"Who does that?" Shinso.

"You know already." Lids getting wet. Her eyes swirled to a blank space in the table. She was going to start crying, she could feel it.

She never cried!

But this!

It was... overbearing.

What she was admitting to!

He knew from her pensiveness not to say it out loud. "Villains." Shinso said in a low whisper.

Everett's mouth opened, slack jawed.

The boys froze. Shinso was so close to wanting to use his quirk, to tell her to stand up and walk back to the hell she came from (no pun intended as he did not know any amount of the hell she actually did live in already.) But, what he was about to find out wasn't her name so he could use it.

Toga's faux blue eyes watered, and after a few minutes of silence, she was sobbing profusely, trying to hold back noise, wiping them away quiet with the sleeve of her sweater. "I wa'was in the wrong." She sniffed, trying to hide it from the workers in the café. "I should of'of never sought the... them out."

Shinso was so ready, on edge, wanting to turn on 'Brainwash', but he couldnt! Quite the position they were in!

"Then why did you?" He resorted to asking.

"I jus'wanted someone..." She choked. "to care."

Everett's eyes softened. The irises spun a bit.

Whoever she was, that was quite a statement. He could hear in her voice she was really hurting.

"They thought I wa'was unique, and I didn't and stil don't want't... t'live in a world where I'm ignored."

Everett took a courageous step now. "Why are you ignored?"

Himiko cried. It getting a little worse. "I... my school. I'm an'an advanced student, everyone else is older. They won't t'treat me like an equal." She sniffled. "I don't think... I..."

They waited.

"I don't think my mom..." She choked. "I don't think she loves me anymore."

Everett's mouth fell open. "Surely she does." He reached to grasp her hand.

"No!" She learched back before he could touch it covering her mouth from that louder remark.

Some workers turned to stare.

Shinso saw. He sighed, a soft hearted fool too. He put his left arm awkwardly around her, stretching it over the boothseat top, and gave her a friendly little nudge and pat on her left upper arm, lowering his eyes at the workers to let them know 'There's nothing to see here, turn around.'

They were intimidated by that glare and did so. Shinso even when not using his quirk, could set people off his case easy. Those tired, bloodshot eyes, menacing, even though he was quite the opposite as a person.

She tried to revolt a little, but as she sat and cried, she settled into his hold on her, giving Everett the chance to grab her hand now.

His hand was warm, heating her chilled left one. "My mom. I've known f'awhile. She takes all th'money an'..." She swallowed, quiet. "uses it on... on uh..."

"What? What does she use it on?" Everett.

"Drugs."

Everett opened his mouth again. "No."

"Hm?" She looked up.

"No. You can't stay there." He got a bit louder.

Shinso cut to the chase. "Did you give them the map of UA?" He knew he could just say 'them' and she knew who he meant, picking up on that she didn't want to be meshed in with 'them' anymore.

Truly the girl was trying to remove herself from those evil people by not wanting to be labelled as such.

"No it's uh... th'information is in my backpack."

"Can we see it?" Shinso.

Toga nodded. Everett looked over into the neighboring booth, and stood gentlemanly, grabbing the few bags there, walking back to hand them to her.

She opened quickly, unzipping. Dodging through. Shuffling.

They seen it all. Full on display.

Clothes. Books. School materials. Pictures.

While she dug Everett and his best friend shared a look.

The girl.

She had run away from home!

"Have they found you yet?" The purple headed one asked. A gulp from the other, he wanted to know as well.

Himiko pulled out the papers shaking her head no.

Everett let out a huge slow breath. 'Thank gods.' Surely if they had they wouldn't be sitting here. They'd be on her trail.

On her trail.

Instantly, both guys were on edge.

They needed to get back on campus!

They could be trailing her already!

Himiko scooted the loose leaf. "Please." She motioned for Everett to look.

He took them up. They were the papers 'Emi' was writing on while on the train! He wondered what she was doing!

And this confirms it.

She was disguised as Emi Sato.

This is the person.

"I believe you when you say you didn't tell them." Everett swallowed glancing at his friend and back to her. "Don't show your real face here. Keep disguised as you are."

"What's the plan?" Shinso whisped.

Himiko's tears were slowing and a blush was spreading across her face.

They! They were? They were! These boys! They were going to help her. 'Everett!' She knew it. She knew inside her gut. She could depend on him somehow!

He sat back, yanking up on his orange scarf. Thinking.

"We have to tell the Pro Heroes you know that right?" Shinso said as his science nerd friend was mulling.

"I... I figured that already." Himiko lowered her head. "I... I want to turn myself in."

Everett reached to grasp her hand again. "That's the right thing."

She nodded. She hoped that they wouldn't put her in juvenile hall, go easy on her.

Straight A student to delinquent runaway in less than a few days.

Her life would be so great then! 'Not really.' Her normal quick-wittedness shut her down to a frown. A really really sad one.

"I think I know someone." He trailed on. "Might be able to help." Everett knew it was life or death now with this anonymous girl.

She dove right into her main concern. "But I... I can't quit school though!" She sighed. "I haven't... ironed that out yet."

Everett smiled. This was the girl he met that day! His heart beat in his chest, feeling a blush spread up to his cheeks.

Intelligent. Not giving up on school. Priorities in a line (well now anyway that she wasn't a villain any longer).

"Then..." Shinso mulled now, he wrapped his hand back around her for a squeeze. "Uh... I don't want to do this, but I can make a fake doctors note."

Everett and Toga stared.

Everett didn't mind Shinso being 'close' with the ladies he'd have crushes on. No jealousy what-so-ever, unlike towards that Satoko (which dissolved as he found out he was engaged). His friend was just a nice guy like him, plus Shinso was the super disinterested type, for certain reasons.

"It's nothing grand, but..." Shinso was too threaded into this scheme now also, but only because he understood the severity. Not that he trusted the girl at all, but he wouldn't let someone die. Because the villains, they didn't care. "I could call your school pretend like your dad."

"I don't have one."

"Oh." He contemplated. 'Oops.' He gawked to make sure she didn't get upset. She didn't. He was glad for that. "Mm." Thinking. "What about a girl? I've got a friend. She could pose as your mom, call the school, say your sick and will be out for two weeks." It'd give them some time to make a better plan.

"You mean?" Piped the faux hawk.

"Yea." Shinso scratched his face at Everett.

"Oh man." He sat back.

Shinso's ex. The reason he chose not to date. Burned real hard he'd been.

Friend he'd said.

'Not.' Everett was not convinced.

"Ibara's dating someone else." He kept having to remind Everett of that truth.

"Oh yea, the pipes guy right?"

"Yea." He got quiet.

"So... what do I do now? Where can I hide?" Toga went on. It was pleading.

"Maybe my aunt's." Shinso went on. "They're on vacation overseas." He just remembered. "Who were you thinkin'?" His friend had mentioned he had someone in mind that could help.

"Izuku's professor."

"Wait." Shinso's eyes bulged a bit. "Izuku... Midoriya?" The guy he faced off with in the tournament? "That's..."

"That's Tenya Iida's friend. Yea." Everett coughed a bit.

Shinso sighed. There was no avoiding Ibara or her new boyfriend was there? He was the one that suggested Ibara to begin with, but he was hoping to not talk to Iida. Not that Shinso hated the guy, he just wanted to avoid it. It still hurt.

Himiko reached for her sandwich taking a bite. It was cold now. She had no idea who the two were going on about, but the mood was a bit tense.

"Alright." Shinso cleared his throat. "Text him."

Everett pulled his phone out.

It dinged.

Midoriya: Haven't talked to you since Biology last semester!

Everett: Yea. Sorry about that!

Midoriya: So what's up?

Everett paused and Shinso glanced over. Himiko was quiet now eating. Midoriya's upbeat attitude came through the texting easy.

He had to help this girl. That tone she had was in desperation. Who ever she was, she was just a young girl. Scared to death!

The faux hawk handed him his purple headed bro the phone. Confrontational. Even over text, he didn't really like it. Shinso rapped on the phone screen with a quick thumb for him.

Everett: I'm gunna be blunt. There's something I need to get ahold of Eraserhead about. Would you happen to know how to get ahold of him quicker than an email?

It was common knowledge that Eraserhead was one of the most active Pro Heroes on campus, alongside All Might, Midnight and Present Mic.

If their 'active' indicators were off on their emails, that meant they were 'at work'. These heroes barely had time to check their emails because aside from hero work, they taught classes, they were constantly in and out of meetings, and seeing as they weren't salary as teachers on UA (paid hourly), they couldn't work off the clock.

Midoriya: Give me a second.

They sat in silence as the girl finished eating her sandwich and was causally back to drinking tea, trying to remain calm.

Tense, she kept eyeing the busy streets. The rooftops. The two young men were eyeing the streets outside too, the traffic, on complete and utter alert of their position.

"It's 6 blocks back to UA." Shinso whispered.

"Yea."

A ding.

Midoriya: Someone I know had his number. He doesn't like giving it out to people. That's as much as I got.

"Shit." Shinso swallowed. Turning his phone to Everett.

The faux hawks eyes opened a bit wider. He sighed looking at Shinso. He wanted to be discreet, but discreet was getting them nowhere. "Go ahead."

Shinso tapped.

Everett: I'm going to be honest. I left campus with a friend and I'm in a really bad position right now. There's a possibility the villains may be on to us. I need help from a pro hero.

Instantly a ding came back.

Midoriya: I just seen Aiwaza a few hours ago. He's on campus! Hang on! Hang on! Everett! Are you okay?!!!!!

Everett: My friend Shinso

Shinso paused while typing, then continued.

Everett: My friend Shinso, another friend of mine, and I are okay for now. But I don't think we are safe. We need a hero, someone to come get us.

He labelled the girl as a 'friend'. He knew she seen too as she had a few long streaks of tears fall out her eye at it.

Midoriya: Okay. Hang on, let me call the person that has Aiwaza's number.

(Midoriya was calling All Might.)

Soon a text came.

Midoriya: Eraser is coming. Needs details.

Everett: Blooms. 6 blocks from UA. My one friend is not a UA student, is it possible to get her on campus to keep her safe for now?

If Shinso could avoid letting this random girl in his aunts house... he would. He just remembered his aunt had some very valuable things in the house.

He didn't trust this girl. He couldn't trust this girl. Better in the hands of a Pro Hero than alone at his family's empty house.

Midoriya: Eraser said there's a way. He'll be there in less than 10 minutes with a car. I wish I could help, I'd be there for you!

Everett: It's okay. I'm okay. Thank you Midoriya.

Midoriya: I'm gunna come see you when you get back, I wanna make sure you're alright. That okay?

Everett: Fine. :)

Shinso handed the phone back. That Izuku Midoriya was a good person.

Soon a car swerved into a parking space across the street.

A ding.

Midoriya: He's there. Across the street. Black car.

Everett: We see it.

Midoriya: Be safe. See you soon man.

Everett took his phone back from Shinso.

"Alright there he is." Shinso commented low, only turning his eyes peripherally to look.

So did the blonde person of interest in the booth with them and Everett himself.

"Let's go causal." Everett sighed.

They stood.

Everett took a bag of the girls' and the girl took the other one, her backpack on her back, stuffing the loose leaf papers back inside.

Shinso walked ahead.

None of them had physical quirks. They were at a high disadvantage.

Everett walked behind.

And he grabbed the girls left hand holding it tight, causing both of them to blush profusely, but it was to keep her close.

The only thing by he could think of. "Stay close."

They walked out, businessmen bustling around them.

"Heyy ya girlllll!!!" Someone shouted as they were to the edge of the sidewalk.

"Shit!" Toga let slip. Her while body freezing. She knew that voice!

Out from behind a few people walking, a man pushed off a walk with another in tow behind him.

They'd been waiting right outside!

They knew they were in there!

"Oh oh Miz Toga!" The man swallowed, tossing a smoked cigarette, squishing the butt out into the sidewalk under his heel. "Where ya think ya goin' mh? Boss is pissed you haven't showed? Who's your friends here eh?" Vile. Slick voiced.

He approached.

"RUN!" Shinso shouted.

All three jumped out into moving traffic and a bunch of cars squealed their tires.

They bolted.

Eraser hopped out of the car slamming his seatbelt off, the car door wide open, chime dinging because the door was never shut.

The dark haired man, dressed in a strange mauve jumpsuit and weird pink sunglasses threw his metal scarves in attempt to protect them.

"Get in the fuckin' car!!!" The Pro Hero screamed.

Cars squealed and stopped. Citizens getting out and abandoning them. "A fight!!! Run!" A lot of them shouted to each other.

Eraser jumped forward in front the teens and Everett pulled a bit too hard, and it downed Toga to the ground. In a jolt she screamed, suddenly hurt as she landed on her shoulder extremely hard.

Both the boys lifted her and scraped her away. She was bloody from a bad scrape.

Aizawa was full on battling the two villains out to jump the teens. He would not let them take them!!!

One of them emitted a huge stream of water like a pump out of his hand and Eraser somersaulted away.

The other jumped on top the other, and using his shoulders, launched himself at the Pro Hero.

Eraser swung a leg high and side kicked him in the face while he was in the air, blinking to erase the other one's water quirk.

With eyes peeled under a pair of Mic's pink sunglasses, he saw the water instantly stop and the villain crazily look at his hands in shock.

"Ah fuck!!" The stunned villian shouted. "It's Eraserhead!"

"That's right assholes!" Eraser shouted, swinging it scarves to reprimand him.

But he was quick and did an evasive dive to the left.

Eraser swirled them that direction, the scarves shot over his head.

The one with the water quirk was quick! And giving Eraser trouble!

People were screaming on the streets and running away.

"Toga!" Shinso yelled at her in the car. Toga! The one villain called her Toga!

The girl looked bewildered at the use of her name shivering the car in Everett's tight hold.

"What's that ones name!" He shook her. "He's know you right?!!!" He yelled. "So you must know his name!!! Tell me!"

Mumbles came out of her mouth!

Eraser took a blow to the lip. Blood flew out of his mouth and down his chin.

A hired one. A lower one on one of the student attack squads! Her mind swam. Then suddenly she shouted to him from the backseat. "Redford!!! His name's Redford!!!" She couldn't remember his 'villain name', that was this one's actual first name!

Shinso slammed the back door open. He flung himself out into the street.

"No!!!" Everett yelled.

That shout got Eraser's attention. "Jus' stay back kid!!!" He yelled.

"REDFORD!!!!!" Shinso screamed standing solid by the car. "STOPPP!!!!!"

The villain froze.

A statue.

The other wrapped up in Aiwaza's scarves growled miserably as his head was mashed into the street.

"Wha?" Eraser mumbled. He turned. A blink of acknowledgement. That one had a quirk like Satoko's first tier.

Another mental quirkist. He recognized him now. He faced Midoriya in the tournament.

Eraser turned, walked over and with grit in his eyes, and began wailing on the one on the ground.

He punched his face in until he was unconscious.

"Shinso, help me." Eraser said. He picked the unconscious bloody one, hauling him to the car, leaving a faint trail of blood.

"Redford walk to the car and get in." Shinso said plain.

Eraser through the bloody one in he back floorboard. So much for getting money back on this car rental.

The company would have to powerwash out the blood out of the carpet.

Redford walked calmly and got in the front seat, buckling his seatbelt like a calm, regular person.

Toga held onto Everett for dear life. So shocked she couldn't move.

Shinso hopped in the back with them slamming the door. "It's okay." He said calm. He wrapped his arm around Everett's neck and gave him a quick side hug. He nodded at Redford. "Hes under my spell."

Everett nodded into his friends quick hug and looked at Toga in his lap who was shocked, wide eyed, stunned.

"I'm Eraserhead!" He flashed his Pro Hero badge! "I came to solve the issue!" He was addressing the crowd. They had to after every fight, it was required. "I'll call the police! All is well now! Everyone is safe!"

A few people clapped.

But not many.

Knowing who he was.

UA not much in favor of the public anymore.

Eraser quickly hopped back in the car. Slammed the door.

They had to get the fuck out of there!

They could be sending more at any time!

"I'm gunna speed back. Hold onto yourselves." He started the car and squealed out into the street.

Zooming to the back entrance of UA.

The underground secret tunnel in the back their only option right now.