"So, these are our rivals?"

The sneering voice was the first thing that Izuku heard when he and Momo walked into the classroom to meet with the Class 1-B President and Vice-President. He had felt that there were two people in the room already, but wasn't expecting the spike of resentment from one of the people.

"Umm, I, uh, I guess?" Izuku hesitantly offered the blonde haired boy that was giving them an imperious look. "Maybe? I mean, we d-don't have to be, I wasn't aware of any competition between classes, and uhm, I t-think it's more of a cooperative thing, l-like the more people that do well the better off we'll all be in the future right? Though rivalry also pushes people to do better I suppose…" And he was off, nervously rambling as the three others looked at him with varying degrees of surprise.

The blonde scoffed, "If the rest of your class is like you, then we clearly have nothing to worry about," He remarked snidely, flinching suddenly when the girl next to him hit him on the back of the head.

"Don't start Monoma, we already talked about this," She warned before looking at the two of them and smiling, "It's nice to meet you two, my name is Itsuka Kendo. I'm the Class President of Class 1-B. This," She gestured to the blonde at her side who sniffed at them, "Is Neito Monoma, my Vice President."

Momo stepped forward with a confident smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. My name is Momo Yaoyorozu, Vice President of Class 1-A." She glanced at Izuku, who jumped as though he'd been bitten.

"Oh! Um, I'm I-Izuku Midoriya," He said, only slightly shaking, "I-I'm the Class President of Class-1A."

Somehow…

A sentiment that seemed shared by Monoma.

"So what is the purpose of us meeting together?" Monoma asked archly looking between the two Miraculous users. "Did you wish to throw your perceived superiority in the face of those you believe to be your lessers? If so, then -"

"Monoma!" Kendo shouted, glaring angrily at him before looking at the other two apologetically, her face slightly flushed in embarrassment. "Sorry about that. I'M glad that we were able to meet up to talk at least."

"I'm only speaking the truth!" Monoma glared, "It's only the first week, why else would they want to talk with us?"

Maybe because we were just elected and wanted to talk to our fellow students?

"W-well, actually, we were," Izuku flinched as everybody's attention focused on him. He found himself flinching, wishing that he was suited up or something so he could flare out his wings and hide. There was something oddly relaxing about having distracting wings… At his side, Momo gave him an encouraging nod, and he took a deep breath to steady himself.

"W-we were actually wanting to talk about activities that we c-could do. Uh, for both of our classes to do. Something for us to do to get to know each other better." He forced himself to speak slowly, doing his best to keep himself from stuttering too much while trying his hardest to tap into what Nooroo called a butterfly's charm.

If only the kwami could actually describe how to activate it, instead of talking about how it would come naturally. Right now the only thing he felt was just how nervous he was.

"I mean, we're all here to become hero's, right? Which means that we'll probably work together in the future at some point. A-and it'd be good to make friends anyways, as I'm sure that your class has some great people in it, and, uh…" He paused in his rambling, turning red from embarrassment. "I'll be quiet now.."

He wished Momo would have accepted the task of explaining the idea, but she had brought up the idea of him talking first, to get used to it.

And he understood the reasoning - even if he wasn't the Class President, the Butterfly Miraculous was dependent on him asking other people for help, so it was obvious he would have to do it.

To his relief it looked like the other two were considering it. Well… Kendo was at least, and Monoma wasn't mocking them as he thought about it.

Kendo nodded, thoughtfully, "That sounds like a good idea," She agreed, "Did you have an activity in mind?

This time it was Momo who answered, "While we are open to suggestions, we were actually thinking of doing some community work." She replied, bringing out a piece of paper with a list, "We looked up for a couple different places and came up with a couple ideas along that front, like helping clean that beach down in Dagobah."

Kendo took the paper curiously and Monoma glanced at it over her shoulder.

Izuku and Momo had spent quite a bit of time the previous night texting back and forth, learning about one another and talking a little bit about class duties.

For Momo, this was the second person that she was able to freely talk to, with Kyoka being the first, and this was definitely a first for Izuku. In between chatting they talked about things that they could do to help the class, and this one appealed to both of them.

Meanwhile, Momo continued with her explanation, "Doing something like this would be something that everybody could participate in, as well as give us a common goal to work towards. A hero isn't just about fighting after all, and doing our civic duty is important as well."

"A-and we c-could probably get permission from the teacher's to use our quirks," Izuku brought up, eyes bright at the prospect of seeing everybody's quirk in action in that manner, "if we made it a multi-class project, I'm sure they'd be alright with it. We could also say it'll help in training our quirks."

Only slightly in some cases probably, but every little bit helps, right?

"This… actually sounds like a great idea," Kendo said with a smile, "It would be great to spend more time with everybody in our own class, as well as meeting yours. To be honest, I feel bad that I didn't bring anything like this to the table. I thought that we would just be introducing ourselves to each other."

Izuku's eyes went wide as he waved his hands back and forth, "N-no no! You don't need to feel bad, I mean, we just thought of this last night, and it was kinda spur of the moment, and Momo has had experience with volunteer work already and she thought of the idea and everything, and if it wasn't for her than this would never have been brought up!"

Momo's cheeks turned pink at the praise, but it was completely true in Izuku's eyes. Not that he was opposed to it in any way at all - he thought it was an amazing idea, especially as it would allow him to get to know other people who he might need to make a champion in the future.

Now if only she would accept the title of Class President without giving him that sad look in her eye. What else was he supposed to do when she did that?!

Kendo laughed brightly, "S'all good," She assured them, her expression then taking on a challenging smirk, "But be prepared for us to think up the next activity! We can't let you guys spearhead everything after all. Though I'd like to run it by the rest of the class first." She cautioned. "I don't think they'll disagree, but I'd rather not speak for them."

Monoma sniffed, "They'll agree," He boasted, "Somebody has to be there to show that Class 1-A isn't as great as all that after all."

His expression faltered as Izuku gave him a bright smile, "Thank you! H-honestly, we'd be grateful for anybody that wants to join, and we still need to talk to our own class about this as well, but we're at least looking forward to working with the two of you!"

Kendo snickered at the conflicted look on Monoma's face, and she turned to the two of them once more. "So is there anything else that you guys wanted to talk about?"

"U-um, well," Suddenly, Izuku was fidgeting nervously once more, "W-we haven't really introduced each other beyond names, so I was hoping we could q-quickly do that, and if you could share what your own quirks were?" He looked at the two with hopeful eyes.


"S-sorry," Izuku apologized, face blushing in embarrassment.

Momo giggled, bringing her hand up to her mouth to cover it, "It's alright, we still have time before classes start. I just didn't realize how… Excited you got regarding Quirks."

It had certainly been amusing to see Monoma go from being hostile to flustered at Izuku's honest gushing over how amazing his and Kendo's quirks were.

"To be honest, I'm a little surprised you didn't corner anybody in our class to demand how their quirks worked after seeing that display." She teased lightly, watching as his face burned brighter as he focused hard on the floor.

"I… Might have been a little too nervous to ask in class," He muttered, and they heard a giggle come from his bag.

"It's true," Nooroo stated as the butterfly kwami peaked out with a cinnamon roll in his hands, "He was up all that night writing in his notebook because he was worried he wouldn't' remember the details later. He wrote a full five pages about your quirk Miss Yaoyorozu."

His blush upgraded to atomic levels even as Momo paused and looked at him in surprise. "Me?" She asked, watching as he became panicked.

"W-well yeah, your quirk is so amazing and versatile, and the way you use it shows that you've spent a lot of time with it and are well practiced, and the process of changing your lipids and fat stores into actual items is incredible that its almost like magic! AndI'dlovetoaskmorequestionsbutthatwouldberudeandinnappropriateandIdon'twanttobeabother"

The last was said in a rush as Momo gained a slight blush on her own. So this was what Monoma felt like... "Ah, I see." She said awkwardly, even as both Nooroo and Tikki smiled at them from their bags. "W-well, if you do have any questions, then I'd certainly be glad to answer any for you," She offered, causing him to glance up hesitantly.

"Really?" He asked as his panicked look slowly faded away.

But before Momo could reply…

"Ah! Midoriya! Yaoyorozu!"

They both jumped at the sound of Iida's voice, looking at their fellow student as they walked into the classroom.

"As expected of the Class President and Vice President, you are here early." He replied approvingly, "Punctuality is extremely important as heroes in training! To also coordinate and arrive together shows solidarity as well!"

"Oh, uhm, w-we were already here." Izuku stated, "We got here early because w-we had a m-meeting with the Class 1-B Council."

Iida looked at them in surprise before clenching his fist and bringing it to his heart, "I see... the two of you are clearly going above and beyond in your positions! It's no wonder that the class chose you two over me. First at the Entrance Exam, then at the Battle Trials, and now here… Clearly I have a long way to go as a hero."

Momo looked at Iida in confusion even as Izuku rapidly tried to deny such things. He was oddly… earnest? Which was a good thing she supposed.

By the time Izuku managed to finish reassuring Iida, the rest of the class had arrived and they quickly went to their seats.


Their morning classes went by quickly, and by afternoon Aizawa entered the room, looking as tired as usual.

"Everybody, grab your hero gear, we have a field trip." He shrugged unconcernedly, "Or don't. You will be going through rescue training, so some of it might not be of use. In that case, carrying it around would be illogical." His words evoked a wave of excitement that Izuku couldn't help but get caught up in a little.

"It's a little deeper in the campus, so we'll be taking the bus there." He continued even as he grabbed his yellow sleeping bag and started leaving. "Don't be late."

Soon, everybody had dressed up in their hero costumes, or in Izuku and Momo's case transformed with Tikki and Nooroo, and were finally taking up the various seats on the bus.

As soon as Izuku sat down, the seat next to him was immediately taken by Mina Ashido.

Now, Izuku had actually been riding a bit of a high till then - his first meeting as Class President hadn't gone completely terrible (only moderate levels of stress even!) and soaking up everybody's excitement couldn't help but make himself excited as well, so he was truly looking forward to whatever the rescue training would entail.

His fledgling confidence, however, immediately fled once he felt the mischievous playfulness rise up in his pink-skinned classmate.

"Sooo, Prez," The horned girl began with an evil(?) smile, "Part of your quirk is to give people a makeover, right? Is that something that you have to plan in advance? In which case, can I make some requests? And do you need my measurements?" She asked, batting her eyes at him playfully.

His face immediately blushed, his stammering coming full force as his butterflies immediately started panicking as they felt his emotions. It didn't even help that he could FEEL that she was just feeling playful - it was still a pretty girl that was willingly talking and teasing him!

Kirishima, a boy with spiky red hair and sharp teeth, gave a chuckle, "Yo, Mina! Tone it down a bit, you don't want to break our president on his first day in office. "

She pouted, "It's a legitimate question!" The horned girl protested, "What if he gives me one of these cute butterflies and then I end up in an outfit too small for me? Or something without proper 'support'?" She gave him a wink, "A girl has to worry about stuff like that in a fight, you know?"

"Uhm, well, y-y-you d-don't need t-to. Uh, w-worry, t-that is," Izuku stuttered, nervously clutching his cane while his butterflies fluttered at his agitation. "I-if I make a c-champion, m-my a-ability uses what it learns f-from the person to, uh, t-take care of that."

Kirishima cocked his head curiously at him, "So what exactly is your quirk?" He asked. "You never did explain. You've got butterflies climbing all over you and you've shown that you can make wings for yourself, but then you gave Ochaco a costume change AND a wicked quirk upgrade." He shook his head in disbelief, "Add in that you looked like you could use it to see and talk with her, and that's just crazy."

He stiffened at the question, "W-well, I guess it is a bit odd," he stalled, "I c-can fill one of my b-butterflies with, um, energy, and give it to somebody and m-make them my champion. T-the stronger t-their emotions and, uhm, desires, the s-stronger they become."

The red head whistled in admiration, "Yeah, that would explain boosting her quirk," He admitted, though his confused expression didn't lift, "But how does that equate to changing her clothes and being able to talk with her?"

That was... difficult to explain. It was simply part of how Nooroo made Champions, though he could understand how it would certainly look like it was multiple quirks in one package.

As he stuttered, desperately trying to think of a way to explain it, assistance came from his partner. "It's not that unusual," Momo interjected smoothly, placing her hand on her chin thoughtfully, "He's giving a portion of his own energy to his somebody, so it wouldn't be out of place for him to retain a connection to the person.

… Had he mentioned yet how grateful he was to have her as a partner? He didn't think he had done that enough that day.

"As for the clothes?" She shrugged before continuing dryly, "Who knows. Some days I think quirks exist just to frustrate the scientists that are trying to figure them out."

"Kero," Tsuyu ribbeted, "She's right. And whether or not you understand how it works, with a quirk like that you're bound to be really popular. Everybody would love to be partnered with somebody that can make them stronger."

"Tch!" Everybody turned to the front of the bus to see Bakugou giving a glare towards them, "If they need help to get their job done then those extras shouldn't have been heroes to begin with," He sneered angrily.

Tsuyu gave an unconcerned shrug, "Not everybody then, Kero." She amended before looking at Izuku with a finger on her chin, "So would your quirk work on a mutation quirk like mine?" She asked curiously.

"Umm, Y-yeah? I m-mean, if it were n-needed, and if y-you accepted it, t-then most likely?"

Well, he didn't make a champion based off of their quirk, but based off of them. Sure, that would most likely mean the quirk became amplified most of the time, but it wouldn't happen all the time. And Nooroo said that it worked on people in the pre-quirk era, so mutation quirks wouldn't be an exception.

… He just wasn't sure what exactly WOULD happen if he did choose her as a champion.

Kirishima gave a chuckle as he leaned back in his seat, "That's pretty manly," He admitted, "To have such a versatile quirk?" He lifted his hand up and Hardened it, turning it into a sharp rock version of his arm before willing it back to normal. "All I can do is make my skin harder. It's good and all, but has limited application, you know?"

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise, "T-that's not true at all!" He exclaimed, "Based off of what I saw in the Battle Trials, you can boost both your offensive AND defensive abilities! That means that you can protect your allies or take on enemies based on the situation! O-or if you were in a rescue mission you could use it to easily dig through a landslide or ram through thick walls! I-I mean, there's an old hero by the name of Crimson Riot that had a similar quirk - if you looked him up you could totally learn some of his techniques I'm sure." He rambled excitedly, his stutter disappearing as he spoke passionately about the others quirk, before giving Kirishima a slightly sad smile, "To be honest, I'm actually a bit jealous. My ability can help other people help themselves, or helps them help others, but it's difficult for me to help them directly."

He had gotten over and accepted that he couldn't be the one to be in the middle of the fight - and the abilities given to him by Nooroo were beyond amazing, he would never trade them for any quirk in the world. But, as he realized in the Battle Trial and in the Entrance Exam, it was difficult to sit back and let others help while he remained safe.

It was dangerous for a butterfly to be in the middle of battle, with delicate wings so easily torn, their propensity for being more nervous than others. And yet… He had a really hard time trying to imagine a scenario where he would stay back and leave the fighting to others.

Kirishima's face flushed at hearing both the analysis and compliment, not able to think of a response for a couple seconds as his mind fumbled, "S-still, I doubt I'm going to be as popular as you'll be!"

Before Izuku could argue the point a French student suddenly spoke up, "Oiu, he is correct that you will be quite popular, though my own Navel Laser will undoubtedly be a contender, no? Especially since popularity amongst civilians is also most important. Flashy and strong, my quirk is indeed good enough for the pro's!"

Sero elbowed the Frenchman while giving a laugh, "But Aoyama, if you use it too much your stomach will collapse, won't it?" The Tape quirk user stifled his chuckles as he patted the shoulder of the now depressed student. "Also," he added, "People tend to like sheer power, and in terms of combat, Bakugo and Todoroki would probably win out, don't you think?"

"True," Tsuyu admitted dismissively, "But attitude also plays in quite a bit. Bakugo is always so angry that it will probably tank his popularity." She said bluntly.

"WHAT!" Bakugo snarled, clenching his hands tightly, "What are you talking about frog freak?! I'll be popular! There's no way that worthless Deku is going to be more popular than me!"

"See?" The frog girl pointed at the snarling teen calmly, as if it proved her point.

Denki smirked at the angry teen, "You know, we've only known you for a couple days, so it kinda says something that we know how crappy your personality is, don't you think?"

He received a growl of his own, "You better not be my opponent in our next combat training, cause I'm going to make you regret those words Sparkplug!"

Izuku felt himself calm down as he felt the atmosphere of the bus (well, so long as he ignored Kacchan's hot anger or Todoroki's cold indifference). Tsuyu's calm demeanor, Ashido's playfulness, Kirishima's excitement, Momo's confidence… Once again he couldn't help but compare the difference of now vs the past, and he was determined to thank Nooroo for choosing him once more.

He felt a spike of playfulness next to him, and then Mina was leaning against him once more. "So, about that costume idea?" She asked with a smirk.

Aaaaand there goes any and all comfort.

How much farther did they have?!


After twenty more minutes of torture the bus finally pulled up to a large dome, a familiar figure standing outside of it.

Ochaco squealed in delight, "It's Thirteen, the Space Hero!" She exclaimed, and Izuku was no better. "She's a rescue hero who's saved hundreds, if not thousands of people from disasters!"

The space themed hero chuckled as she gave a bow, "And nice to meet all of you as well," she stated formally, "it's certainly nice to be recognized. As you might have guessed, you are here today to begin training on how to deal with natural disasters. Heroes don't just fight villains after all, they have to deal with fires, earthquakes, and any number of catastrophes. So using my experience, I've constructed this specialized training facility."

She swung her arms out, gesturing to the entirety of the dome, "Welcome to the Unforeseen Simulation Joint!"


Thirteen-sense and Aizawa-sense led the whole group inside. The entry was a wide brick path, lined with trees on either side and a thick mesh net behind the trees, obscuring what was beyond them. The path led to a set of stairs that descended down a good thirty meters and ended in what looked like a large food court, with a giant fountain in the middle. All of this spread over at least a square kilometer.

"I designed this place," Thirteen told the students proudly, "With more than a little help, to make my dream come true. The Unforeseen Simulation Joint, or USJ for short, has just about any sort of environment you can expect to encounter in Japan. Urban with multi-story buildings and a working train system, suburban with houses, a mansion, and even a small scale indoor shopping mall. Rural, with a field of grasslands with rice paddies, a small forest, a lake that can be either fresh or saltwater, and rocky and mountainous terrain."

Everybody looked out at the various zones with a look of awe. The amount of work and money required for all of this must have been immense.

"We can also control the weather," The space themed hero continued, "from rain…"

A drizzle began to drench the suburban zone.

"... to snow…"

The rain stopped, and snow fell on the mountain region instead.

"... to hail, lightning, fog, all simulated in either day or night. The USJ is designed to simulate any kind of disaster in any weather conditions. In my, somewhat biased, opinion, it is the best facility in the world for rescue training."

Reaching the fountain, she turned towards the students. "Before we go over any training, there are just a few things I need to say. Two, three… Maybe four?" She mused before shaking her head. "My quirk is known as Black Hole. With it, I can suck up and tear apart anything. As much as I use it to save people…" She looked down sadly, "I could just as easily use it to kill. Either on purpose… Or accident."

The students flinched, while Izuku's eyes widened at the depth of sorrow that emanated from Thirteen. Does that mean that she? …

He felt his heart go out to the hero.

"I don't doubt that nearly all your quirks have the same potential." She continued on, "While in other classes you'll be taught your limits and how to fight effectively, here you will learn how to utilize your gifts to save others, to save lives." The Space Hero gave a bow, "I hope that you all leave here learning that you are meant to help save people. Thank you for listening!"

Everybody clapped, moved by the speech.

"Now then, if you'll follow us. The first rescue training we'll go over is in the mountain zone." And the students followed the two teachers up a flight of stairs towards the fake mountain region.

Excited, and feeling the excitement of the other students build as the brief gloom was cast aside, Izuku nearly stumbled at the sudden inclusion of darker emotions appearing all around him, throughout the entire building.


"Well? Are you ready for this Plagg?"

Hearing the hiss of displeasure absolutely made his day. After all that the little rat had made him suffer, this was payback.

"Plagg, Shattered Claws Out!"


"Uhh, sensei?" Izuku asked nervously, glancing around just as the air above the fountain began to swirl, a black abyss opening up between the class and the exit. Looking back at Izuku, Aizawa saw the opening and immediately activated his quirk.

"EVERYONE GET BACK!" The teacher ordered, his hair starting to float as his quirk activated, and he focused intently on the portals being created.

The swirling black mass pulsed and tore open, a pale hand appearing, followed soon after by the rest of the man, his appearance immediately catching their attention.

A mangy stray. That was the first impression that they had of the villain. His costume was reminiscent of a cat, with one ragged ear poking up from greyed hair and a belt that looked like it had been chewed on and hung from his waist like a tail would. Leather gloves that resembled claws adorned his hands, but the most startling thing about him though was the 'other' hands. Multiple disembodied hands clung to various parts of the man's body, with one acting as a mask to cover his face. His eyes, seen between the fingers of his 'mask' seemed to glow, one a crimson red, and the other a sickly green.

Following after him was a grotesquely muscular… creature. It was vaguely human, with black skin covered in scars. Instead of a mouth it had a beak, and it's brain was clearly visible.

Soon, the two were joined by an increasing number of vicious looking men and women, and within moments there were dozens of people in the clearing. Their costumes were makeshift and random, yet they marched forward with a cruel confidence in their steps.

"Are these, uh, more robots?" Hagakure asked fearfully, the invisible girl wearing only a pair of gloves, "M-maybe part of the simulation?" A glimmer of hope and fear could easily be heard.

"No," Aizawa stated grimly, dousing that hope instantly. He pulled his specialized goggles over his eyes, "These are real villains."

The portal shifted as it reformed, turning into a humanoid form with two piercing yellow eyes. "The staff schedule said that All Might was supposed to be here." The misty villain mused. "Was our information wrong?"

"The schedule?" Momo murmured, eyeing the black cat villain with a trace of recognition in her eye, only perceptible to Midoriya, while slowly reaching for her yo-yo. "The break-in yesterday… Were they the ones responsible for that then?"

"Tsk, we went through all the trouble of leveling up our equipment and building a raid party, even going on that side quest to make sure he was going to be here, and the dungeon boss isn't even here?" The cat themed villain growled out in irritation. "I suppose we'll just have to go on with the raid then and see if he'll come after we complete it. Maybe if we kill enough of these adds it'll summon him." He sighed in aggravation, "I hate puzzle bosses." He lamented.

The students took a step back, even as the villains in the clearing let out a round of laughter.

"Everybody, stay together!" Momo ordered with a sharp gaze, gaining everybody's attention, "Let Thirteen and Eraserhead handle this - we'll only get in their way if we try to intervene!"

"What?!" Kirishima objected, hardening his hands, You can't expect us to just run away! We can fight as well!"

"W-we can't! N-not right now," Izuku spoke up, nervous but keeping an analyzing gaze at the villains, "t-there are too many, and we d-don't know how strong they are. We have to trust our sensei's - t-they have more experience with this stuff!"

Looking more conflicted after hearing Izuku speak, he reluctantly relented, with most of the class listening to Momo's order after that, the more combat oriented students such as Shoji and Kirishima stepping in front as they grouped together.

Most of the class anyways.

Several explosions popping along his arms, Bakugou glared at Izuku with a sneer on his face, "That's a pansy decision Deku," He snarled, "These idiots came to fight, so we should just kill them!"

"K-kacchan, we don't have time to argue!" Izuku cried, with Momo coming up to stand next to him, her presence allowing him to not flinch in the face of Bakugou's aggression.

Barely.

"I'm not -!" He was about to say, only to be cut off.

"Bakugou. Group. Now." Aizawa ordered, his tone leaving no room to argue, and the blonde reluctantly got closer to the group, though still staying apart from it.

Aizawa stepped forward and shifted, bunching his legs underneath him in preparation to attack when Izuku realized what he was going to do. True, he might have advocated in trusting their teachers, but that was before he thought one of said teachers was going to sacrifice himself for them!

He instantly reached out in panic, "Sensei! Y-you can't! You specialize in stealthy one-on-one fights, n-not against a group like this! T-they'll..."

He couldn't finish the thought.

Against so many people, even having a Miraculous was no guarantee of victory, which is why Momo undoubtedly had ordered everybody to leave it to the teachers. With no idea of how skilled the enemies were, and no idea of their quirks, it was foolish to take on so many.

And then there was the villain leader…

But he didn't think that Aizawa was going to try taking them all on! He didn't want to escape because somebody had sacrificed themselves for him - he wanted everybody to escape!

Aizawa merely huffed, "Midoriya, no hero is a one-trick-pony. Focus your worry and take care of your class as class president."

"T-then here!" Izuku reached out and let a butterfly fly into his hand, preparing to fill it with energy.

Sensei… He has the desire to act, though his emotions… Izuku could feel that Aizawa was angry, and feeling protective of the class, but it was dull and muted - He was shoving it aside to focus on the fight. While that gave Izuku less to work with, he could still make him a Champion. Against all of these enemies, surely every little bit helped.

Just as he enclosed his hand over the butterfly Aizaway put his hand on Izuku's, causing him to look up at the pro hero in confusion.

"You've never used your quirk on me, and I don't know how it would feel if you gave me a power boost." He stated bluntly, though his eyes softened slightly. "I have no experience with it, so it might do more harm than good if I'm not used to it." A change in strength or ability could completely throw off my technique. Better to go with what I'm used to. He turned back towards the villains, "Relax. Your worry of me is irrational."

With that, before Izuku could protest again - that it didn't and WOULDN'T work like that - he jumped towards the group at the bottom of the staircase, capture gear swirling around him and eyes glowing red behind his goggles.

"Let's move," Thirteen told us sternly even as they all started moving, "Once we're outside, Iida, I want you to run as fast as you can towards the main campus to get out of range of the jammer. Contact UA's emergency line. Tell them what's happening."

They all stiffened when a smoky figure appeared in front of them, cutting them off.

"I'm sorry…" the mist villain appeared, looking down on them imposingly, "... But I'm afraid that I cannot allow that."

They all tensed and readied themselves to fight, only for the mist to sigh in a mocking manner. "Please, I see no need to fight children. We are here solely for the purpose of fighting All-Might. As you undoubtedly heard, we are well aware he was supposed to be here, and yet he clearly is not."

He paused and waited expectantly, but before he, or anybody else could say anything -

"AS IF WE WOULD TELL YOU ANYTHING!" Kirishima shouted, jumping forward with Bakugo, the two of them letting out a vicious attack with their respective quirks that hit the villain with a loud boom, dissipating the mist.

"Heh, guess he was all bark and no bite," Kirishima smirked, only to pale when the mist reformed in front of him once more.

"To attack so quickly, and in such a brutal manner as well. To think that you call yourself 'heroes in training'" he mocked dismissively, even as the mist seemed to billow around him. "Though I will freely admit that that attack was truly impressive. As expected of UA."

"Both of you, get back!" Thirteen cried out, her index finger pointed at the mist villain with the tip of her glove opened to use her quirk.

"I think not, hero," Kurogiri stated while expanding rapidly into a giant cloud, "Since you all are in such a fighting mood, I think it only fair that I introduce you to some comrades of ours."

The mist swiftly flowed over the rest of the students, their sights becoming obscured for only a second and they were soon experiencing the grip of gravity.

"Do try not to die too quickly."


Flood Zone

Falling.

Izuku decided that going from solid ground to having nothing underneath his feet in the span of an instant was a disturbing feeling.

Panicking, Izuku extended his wings the moment his mind had caught up to the sensations his body was informing him of, his butterflies tumbling all around him haphazardly. Taking a second to calm his speeding heart, he glided and took the opportunity to look around.

From his height, he could clearly see that he was still within the USJ, thankfully, and it looked like he had merely been teleported to the Flood Zone. Beneath him was a great expanse of blue, a large white yacht the only vehicle currently on the water.

From his height, he could still clearly see the plaza from which he had just been teleported, but before he could fly back he heard a cry of panic, followed by the sound of splashing.

Quickly looking below, he saw a flash of purple under the water, as well as the signs of numerous others swimming towards it. Extending his senses, he felt both the flash of panic, surrounded by numerous others filled with dark amusement.

Eyes wide, Izuku dived. There was no thought on how he was going to save somebody underwater - butterflies and water didn't exactly mesh - when a figure burst out from underneath the surface carrying the other. Recognizing them, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Asui! Mineta!" He called out once he was close enough, the two turning to him, "Are you two ok?" He asked desperately, looking them over. Mineta was coughing up water, but Tsuyu seemed perfectly fine and way calmer than the situation called for.

"Kero, we're alright. And call me Tsuyu." The frog girl stated, "Though it looks like we're surrounded."

"HEY! COME BACK DOWN HERE YOU TWO!" An angry voice shouted from below, "I'M GONNA FREAKING KILL YOU GUYS!"

Other shouts and taunts soon followed, and all three shivered, the wave of killing intent almost palpable. Literally in Izuku's case.

"They can't expect to get away with this," Mineta gasped, shivering uncontrollably, "All-Might will be here soon! He'll stop them! W-we just need to for him to show up!"

"I-I, w-well, I don't know about t-that," Izuku stuttered, eyes furrowed in both worry and concentration as he thought intently, "T-they said they came to actually KILL All-Might, remember? They've put a lot of thought into this, finding out All Mights schedule and gathering this whole group, right?"

As befitting of the most famous Hero School, UA put a considerable amount of effort into their security, and he was certain that they had only seen a small portion of it. Sneaking into the school, and then the USJ for that matter, would hardly be an easy task even with a teleportation quirk. To then gather all of these villains together for a massive raid? The amount of coordination that would take was difficult enough, but to keep it secret with such a large group would be even more so.

Tsuyu blinked and nodded in understanding, "If they put this much thought into it, then they must have a way that they think will kill All Might to make it worth it." She croaked in response.

Izuku nodded in confirmation, "T-that, or they think they can."

Though remembering the villain leader, Izuku had a sinking feeling that it was the former.

All-Might's quirk might be unknown, but if the villain leader was using the Cat Miraculous… Somebody misusing the powers of Destruction probably had a decent chance of actually k-k-killing him.

Mineta gaped at him, "B-b-but that's impossible!" He cried out, "All-Might is the strongest! There's no way that they have something that can take him on! A-and if they do, t-t-then we're dead!" He fixed his eyes on Izuku before desperately clinging to him, "You can enhance people, right? ENHANCE ME! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I HAVE SO MANY THINGS THAT I HAVEN'T DONE YET! I STILL HAVE TO GET LAID!"

"W-what?! G-get off me! That's not how it works!" Izuku cried out in a panic, attempting to pry the shorter teen off of him to no avail, "C-c'mon! We d-dont have time to panic right now!"

Tsuyu's tongue whipped out and smacked Mineta in the head before wrapping around him, pulling him off as Izuku quickly backed away with giving a thankful look towards the girl.

Sure, Izuku could technically make Mineta a Champion. He was certainly filled with emotion, even if his desire to act was in the wrong direction… But it wasn't the right emotion that Izuku would want in one of his Champions. He didn't even realize he had standards until this moment, but looking at Mineta he realized that they did indeed exist. He felt an overwhelming sense of protectiveness regarding his butterfly's purity at that moment. And besides...

"W-we're actually in a pretty good position." Izuku realized in surprise, before looking at the rails where the shouts of the villains could still be heard.

Mineta quieted down as both he and Tsuyu looked at him, and he hastened to explain, "The villains! Why haven't they tried coming aboard the ship? They've had time to at least try now."

"Umm, m-maybe they're just toying with us?" Mineta tried, though he was at least a little calmer now.

Izuku immediately shook his head, "N-no, it's not that, you can tell that they're irritated right now." You didn't even need to feel their thoughts to know that, their shouting revealed as much. "Why did they put Tsuyu in the Flood zone?" He tried, "With her Frog Quirk, this area is where she's strongest!"

Tsuyu put Mineta down, "They don't know our quirks, Kero." She realized, and Izuku nodded.

"Exactly! Between Tsuyu's abilities and my wings, we can easily get the three of us out of here." Izuku concluded.

"You can?!" Mineta looked like he was crying tears of happiness now, "Then let's do it! Let's get out of here and get back to the Pro's so they can deal with it!"

Tsuyu looked thoughtful, "But won't the villains follow us?" She asked.

"M-maybe, maybe not," He replied, eyes still narrowed in thought, "They seperated us, which means that they didn't think they could take us all on at once, so they probably won't if we can make it back to the others quickly.. And even if they do, we're better off together in a group."

"Ok, so let's go already!" Mineta urged once more, glancing fearfully at the rail.

"We will," Izuku assured him, "just… Give me a moment."

Just because they were lucky, doesn't mean that the others were.

"I-I"m going to try to make a Champion," He explained, grimacing when Mineta looked at him expectantly, "N-not with either of you," He hastily added.

Tsuyu blinked at him as she connected the dots, "You can do that from a distance?" She asked, and he nodded.

"Y-yeah," He said as he brought a butterfly close to him, the insect waiting calmly in his hand as the others flew around him in excitement.

"B-but why don't you use it on us?!" The grape headed teen wailed, a bit of panic entering his voice once more. "WE'RE IN TROUBLE TOO YOU KNOW! A-and if you use it on us, then we'd be stronger and better able to help, right? Uraraka lifted a freaking building for crying out loud!"

Though Tsuyu didn't say anything, it was clear that she was a little confused as well.

Izuku grimaced at the question. Once again, he knew he could make a Champion out of either Tsuyu or Mine… He could make a Champion out of Tsuyu, and yet he wasn't feeling the urge to do so. In fact, it honestly felt like something was pushing his thoughts, encouraging him to do… something. He wasn't sure if it was an instinct that was telling him this, Nooroo's guidance, or simply his imagination.

"You guys voted me as Class President," He looked at them with a determined expression, the stutter leaving his voice as he became firm in his decision, "The rest of the class was scattered as well, and they might not be in as good a position as we are, which means that it's my responsibility to help them in whatever way I can. Even if I don't think I can do a good job of it, I refuse to let any of you down when you put your faith in me!" He closed his eyes and concentrated.

Once he had more experience he should be able to do this instinctively, but for now this was going to take a bit of time. Thankfully, the villains seemed to be focused on trying to get them in the water before making a move.

Allowing himself to become completely submerged in the Butterfly's power, the first thing that he noticed was the number of options he had. Eyes closed and focused as he was, the emotions of everybody seemed to flicker brighter, and he was struck at the sight of it. Fear was prominent amongst his classmates, and yet each one also had a burning desire to help despite that.

While he couldn't tell who most of the presences were without focusing on them due to not knowing them long enough (Yep, there was Kacchan. His rage could be felt easily even from this distance) it was obvious that they all had the prerequisites to become a champion.

He faltered, becoming hesitant as he tried to feel out who to make a Champion. Nooroo told him that he would know who to choose when the time came, and was always enigmatic when he asked, but here he was in a villain attack, and he was still wracked with indecision!

He felt the pull within each of the zones. The desire to act, frustration at themselves, the urge to protect. Who should he choose? Who would be the best for the task? He felt his heart race as he started panicking.

Surely just choosing somebody would be better than nothing, right? M-maybe he didn't feel inclined towards a particular person because anybody would do? He was about to choose somebody who felt like they were with the main group when all of a sudden, he felt it.

Stronger than the other pulls, as if his butterflies were directing him to it, this one drew him in like a moth to a light. Like the others, this one had the desire to act and protect as well. Unlike the others though, it held tones of guilt and regret as well.

The Butterfly Miraculous was the bringer of hope. To those who were in despair or needed uplifting themselves, the Butterfly would help them help themselves, allowing them to become stronger for it. While anybody who had the desire to help could become a Champion, a butterfly was naturally attracted to those that would benefit for themselves just as much as those that would be benefited by the Champion's actions.

With his eyes still closed, he reached out his hand and covered the butterfly that was patiently waiting in his other palm as the others flew around him in an excited dance. It didn't move as he poured purple energy into it, and he eventually lifted his hand to reveal a now purple butterfly.


Kirishima blocked another blow, twisting as he drove his shoulder into another goon, listening to Bakugo swear at some other villains behind him.

At least it was proof that the explosive blonde was doing alright.

Meanwhile, the Hardening quirk user tried to tell himself that this wasn't his fault. Tried to lose himself in the fighting as he pushed back his doubts. If the mist guy had the ability to teleport them all, then that means he was planning on doing it at some point, right?

Except he only did it AFTER he and Bakugou had attacked… Thirteen was the pro, maybe if they had waited for the villain to talk his mouth off some more then Thirteen would have done something? Come up with some sort of plan? He didn't know. Of course he didn't know! He went off and acted without thinking, without even glancing at the person in charge!

He grunted as a particularly brutish thug with stone-like arms clumsily punched him, his hardened skin allowing him to ignore the damage.

It's just... he couldn't just stand aside! He had seen an opening, and he had taken it. What kind of man would he be if he hadn't acted? The whole point of him coming to UA was to become a hero! He had stood aside and did nothing when others had needed help in the past, and even though Mina had stepped up and helped them instead it still was something that he deeply regretted!

Yet despite his thoughts, he still couldn't help but wonder. And as he wondered, the guilt climbed.

He had just knocked out a couple more thoughts and was taking a quick breather when he jerked back as a purple butterfly flew in front of his face, diving down and becoming absorbed in the half cape he kept wrapped around his waist in honor of Crimson Riot.

"It's not your fault."

His eyes widened as he heard the voice of Midoriya in his head and he jerked back in confusion.

"It's not your fault, though it's clear that he wished you to think so." The words seemed to flow into his mind, and Kirishima looked back and forth as he tried to find the source of the voice.

"Wha- Midoriya?!"

"Maybe it was the right decision to charge him, or maybe not. We'll never know what might have been." The voice acknowledged, "but either way, it still wasn't your fault. The only one who's at fault is the Villain."

A wave of comfort and calm seemed to flow into Kirishima's mind, taking the edge off of the guilt he was feeling, even if it didn't remove it entirely.

"Y-you have the desire to protect, the willingness to do what you can. I can give you the help you need to do more, to help protect all of our classmates from these villains. Kirishima, will you be my Champion?"

The words were barely formed and Kirishima immediately grinned in excitement, "Heck yeah Viceroy!"

He didn't know where the name came from, or why he called Izuku 'Viceroy', but the name felt… right.

A surge of purple smoke enveloped him, the villains around him backing away in confusion and in preparation for whatever plan the teen was about to pull.

Protect. That's the word that Viceroy used, and it resonated with him. He had been using his quirk to protect himself obviously, but he was nowhere near any of his classmates right now, so how could he protect them? And what if he was teleported away again?

He needed to be more mobile to reach his friends, more hardened to take the hits of all enemies, and a way to attract all of their attention. Even if it wasn't his fault, it was undeniable that he was the one that fell for it, so surely he received a portion of the responsibility. How could he still call himself a man if he did any less?

"Very well - let us form the wall that will shelter our allies Crimson Scale."

Even as he felt his skin shift painlessly, almost like he was Hardening it, he felt his grin grow larger.

'So manly!'


Izuku opened up his eyes with a sigh of relief. Looking at the two next to him, he was about to say he was ready to move only to see them looking at him weirdly.

"Uhmmm, w-what's up?" D-did he do something wrong?

"You were talking to yourself." Tsuyu stated bluntly, tilting her head. "Did you find somebody?"

"HEY! GET OUT OF THERE!" A voice snarled, and they all stumbled as the ship shuddered violently, slowly beginning to sink. "LET'S END THI-"

The voice was cut off suddenly as a loud roar suddenly echoed throughout the USJ. Impossible to determine its origin, the roar was clearly one of a challenge, the noise causing all of the villains to quiet down in surprise and fear.

For his part, Izuku smiled, even as the outline of a purple mask came over his face. "Y-yeah," he admitted happily, "I did."


Main Plaza

Shigaraki grinned with perverse glee at the downed Eraserhead, the hero's arm gripped by the monstrous Nomu. Unfortunately, despite the enjoyment he garnered from the act, it was marred after hearing the roar of a potential secret boss.

While he was sure that said boss would be easily killed, it would be foolish to fight another person on top of a 'troll like Eraserhead.

Their raid party might have been low-leveled trash, but it was still mildly frustrating to watch as the hero completely routed the majority of it. The only thing that kept him from acting sooner was to see if any of his mooks had any talent (The answer was a dismal no) but even more important was his desire to let Eraserhead feel like he had a chance to win, just to make it all the more satisfying to rip it away from him.

And no, toying with an opponent like that was NOT a cat-like attribute that he had gained from Plagg, no matter what the cretin implied!

It wasn't overconfidence that made him believe they could easily take the Underground Hero. First off, they had Nomu, which was designed to kill All-Might after all. Biologically engineered to be as strong as the strongest hero, with multiple quirks to tip the odds in his favor! Of the pro-heroes present, only Thirteen had the skill-set to actually kill it, and she would be hesitant to go to that extreme.

Just in case, Kurogiri was assigned to make sure that the Black-Hole quirk user was taken care of.

And then there was Shigaraki himself. A year ago he would have (reluctantly) admitted that he was on par with the pro. But now...

Wearing the ring, as aggravating as it was, all of his base stats were increased. Additionally, his 'at will touch attack' became more streamlined, his outfit - while ridiculous - was extremely durable, and if things truly did become desperate he had truly devastating once-per-battle ability.

Put bluntly, Eraserhead didn't even hold a candle to him.

A sickening crack rang throughout the clearing, and the hero gave a cry of pain, bringing a twisted smile to his face.

"I do apologize for the rough treatment Eraserhead," He stated mockingly, walking slowly towards the restrained man, "But after hearing that secret boss… Well, why fight two at one time?" He smirked as he saw Aizawa's quirk activate, only for him to cry out once more as Nomu twisted his arm even more.

"Now now, don't feel too bad," He chided, "Nomu is simply a higher level than you are. You didn't stand a chance. But before you die," He fixed the red eyed man with mild curiosity, "I don't suppose you'll tell us what that roar was?" He asked curiously, reaching out his hand in preparation to touch Aizawa's face, "A hint as to the next boss?"

Despite the pain he must have been in… Despite being completely beaten and restrained, at the mercy of villains... Eraserhead refused to give an ounce of satisfaction to them and glared at him, his foot lashing out and nearly hitting Shigaraki in the crotch had the Nomu, using only one hand, grabbed that same leg and twisted, easily cracking it as well.

"So cool…" Shigaraki murmured, "As annoying a mini-boss that you are, I think I almost respect you." He reached out his hand once more, preparing to end the man.

A sudden pressure was the only warning he got, like a bird flapping its wings, except amplified by a thousand. The edge of a shadow sped towards Shigaraki, his vision suddenly blurring as Nomu grabbed him and moved.

The area that they had just vacated was subjected to the sound of something large hitting the ground at high speeds, the entire area shuddering from the impact, and Shigaraki spun out of the Nomu's grasp as soon as the creature had stopped.

His first thought was that the League hadn't heard anything about Ryukyu having any family with her quirk.

Standing on four legs in front of them, fangs bared with glowing red eyes, was an honest to god Dragon, dark red scales spread across its wings and body. They watched as it carefully picked up the bloodied teacher with his claws, the dragon having twisted to ensure the Underground Hero wasn't hit.

With the bone showing through the skin in his arm and leg, Aizawa was still able to twist in the dragon's claws, "Kirishima?" He grimaced, receiving a grunt in reply from the giant lizard.

Shigaraki, meanwhile, didn't let his eyes off of the newly summoned boss, quickly looking over it with narrowed eyes.

It was large, though if he had to take a guess it was probably a little smaller than Ryukyu's dragon form. Where the pro hero's dragon form had smooth pale scales, the scales on this dragon were rough and jagged, sharp edges everywhere. In truth, EVERYTHING about the creature was rough and jagged. It's scales, it's teeth, it's horns… it was almost like it had been carved from the side of a cliff, all a deep crimson that faded to black. The only thing that the creature didn't have on it that looked sharp was a worn out piece of cloth that wrapped around its waist.

All in all, it certainly cut an intimidating figure.

The remaining villains of the raid group backed away fearfully, many of them looking moments away from running away, and Shigaraki made sure to remember who those cowards were.

After all - it's not like they didn't have their own monster.

Before he could give any orders, a voice cried out, "Sensei!"

Glaring at the newcomers, he saw three of the students that Kurogiri was supposed to have teleported across the building. Two of them were out of breath, with the third in pristine condition.

Said third member was dressed in a red outfit, with a spiky black ponytail. In her hands she had… a yo-yo?

The odd choice in weapon distracted him only for a moment, and he looked hard at the hero-in-training. His ring seemed to pulse, but he ignored that. This girl… He wasn't sure why, but just staring at her…

The mere sight of her made him absolutely enraged.

Losing himself in the feeling for a moment, the suddenness of it took him by surprise and he had to take a moment to think rationally for a moment.

Despite his constant reference to games, Shigaraki was smart. Sensei had personally taught him for years, and he had a good tactical mind when he needed to use it.

Three 'heroes in training' who had some level of skill to take out a number of mooks already, one heavily wounded pro, and one… student(?)/dragon/mini-boss, with potential for reinforcements as time went on.

On his side, he had himself, Nomu, the remaining mooks, and potentially Kurogiri as reinforcements if he managed to sufficiently take care of the brats and Thirteen.

He couldn't help but sigh in aggravation, gaining the attention of everybody else who immediately tensed. First All-Might didn't show up, then this dragon showed up and saved Eraserhead, and now it appeared that the men they inserted throughout the building were unable to hold back a bunch of kids.

Still, as aggravating as this was, neither he nor their Nomu had really entered the fray. Repeating this thought he was able to push back any feelings of irritation he felt.

"How frustrating," He bemoaned, never letting his gaze leave the girl in the red costume, "I hate it when 'adds' come and prevent a sure-fire kill. And since you three are here, I'm guessing that the men we rounded up were even more worthless than I thought. It's getting to the point that I feel we should just cut our losses and leave."

He nearly smirked at their expressions. Even if they didn't believe he would leave, there was that feeling of hope. And he just needed a moment to catch them off guard for best results. He saw something behind them, and he had to actively hide his smirk. A few hand signs, and the trap was set even further.

He would kill yo-yo girl personally. It'd be quick, and whatever that feeling was that he felt earlier would be forgotten. Nomu would take care of the dragon, and the mooks would take care of/distract their 'adds' and any other reinforcements that may come. Then, he would finish killing Erasurehead.

After that, if All-Might still hadn't shown, then he'd simply kill the rest of the students.

Releasing a bloodthirsty grin, he watched as all of the mini-heroes dropped into their amateur fighting stances.

"But, well, you can hardly expect me to leave without leaving our mark in some way!" And with that, he dashed towards the girl, his hand outstretched, "Nomu," He ordered absently, and with a growl, the abomination blurred towards the dragon, it's mass and speed letting it punch the lizard with tremendous force.

With the sound of a rockslide, black skin and muscle met crimson scale with a crash that was heard across the USJ, the dragon's own eyes widening as it was actually thrown off its feet, causing the villains to cheer and laugh.

Shigaraki didn't pay it any more attention, focused on his own attack, and it was clear that the girl was focused on him as well. That was fine - she was looking in the wrong direction.

A portal appeared in front of Shigaraki, and he immediately reached his hand in, the other end appearing behind the infuriating girl.

It should have been quick and easy. His touch was instant death, and the girl was looking in completely the wrong direction. She was as good as dead.

"LOOK OUT!"

The panicked voice came out of nowhere, and Kurogiri suddenly gave out a cry of pain. The portal started closing at a rapid rate, and Shigaraki felt his heart freeze as he yanked his hand out of it.

Kurogiri's quirk was powerful when used casually, and easily overpowered if used correctly, but it required concentration for him to use. When he was startled or in pain, and if he lost control of his portals…

Shigaraki leapt back, mere moments before the portal closed where his arm used to be. A moment later Kurogiri appeared next to him, and he spent several seconds trying to calm his panicked breathing, his hair practically standing on end as he did so.

Another freaking add. Did those stupid kids wish to sign their death warrants that quickly?! He snarled, his anger at the girl increasing due to the delay.

The new add was a fairy type, and he hovered in the air right next to the girl, clutching a cane nervously, and he was grateful to see that the girl had at least turned pale at how close to death she had gotten.

"Shigaraki," Kurogiri rumbled softly, "I -"

"Shut up," Shigaraki hissed, fury boiling inside of him. He had been tasked with this mission, Sensei had given him this ring for the purpose of taking down All-Might, they had PLANNED everything, and yet they kept on running into these STUPID little obstacles!

And he had yet to actually do anything yet!

"I'm going to take out the girl, and then I'm going to kill Erasurehead." He spat, "You kill fairy boy over there." Nomu would kill the dragon easily enough. That didn't even need to be stated. "We'll talk after that."

Kurogiri watched him for a second before nodding, deferring to his judgement, 'Very well." He stated, billowing and surging behind Shigaraki as he darted once more

Anger filling his veins, he dashed forward.

No more distractions. He was rolling initiative now.


Aizawa winced at the sound of the 'Nomu' punching his student once again, the two brawling it out in a stunning display of ferocity.

His student that had been turned into a dragon…

And how exactly does somebody call turning another person into a dragon "enhancement"!?

The dragon got up with a snarl, it's scales and claws digging furrows against the concrete of the path, and to the surprise of all listening actually spoke, "That wasn't very manly," it snarled, it's voice reminiscent of boulders rumbling against each other.

Aizawa resisted the urge to face palm, though the fact that his arm was broken certainly helped that urge...

The villain's creature ignored him, instead leaping forward for another series of blows that dragon Kirishima was braced for, remaining on its feet this time, and it brought it's powerful tail around to slam against the Nomu in retaliation, followed by a snap of the jaws.

"I am Crimson Scale", Kirishima snarled as he lowered his head and rammed against the Nomu in a headbutt, using his mass to push the other back. "And by all that's manly, I WILL. NOT. LET. YOU. PASS!" He finished with a roar, glaring at the Nomu angrily while lashing his tail out at a few thugs that had the brain cells to try to go around the angry lizard to take out the wounded pro, the tail sending them flying with cries of panic.

Ignoring that exchange, Aizawa spent a moment studying the 'Nomu' that so easily took him down. Super strength that didn't fade when he used his own quirk on it, though what DID become affected was the hits that it was taking, as well as the regeneration from the wounds and gashes it was receiving on its arms from merely punching the sharp scales.

While Kirishima seemed to be substantially more powerful right now, Aizawa refused to let him fight the creature on his own. As best as he could he fought through the pain from his arm and leg, refusing to even look at the damage. He might not be able to fight, but he could still use his quirk to tip the scales of battle. The pain was making it difficult to concentrate and keep his eyes open, but there was no way he was going to let his students down now.

Though this was hardly the only battle going on, and he couldn't let himself get tunnel vision. Not now, when his students were fighting his fights for him.

He glanced towards the leader. He had focused on Yaoyorozu the moment she showed up, and Aizawa couldn't help but let out a curse. If the villains had done any amount of research into the students, of course they would realize that the daughter of the CEO to Yaoyorozu Enterprises was amongst this class. If their goal was to leave a mark, then killing her was definitely one way to do it.

Thankfully she seemed to be holding him off pretty well. He wasn't sure why she chose a yo-yo as a weapon, but she wielded it skillfully enough, in conjunction with her quirk.

For every blurring lunge that the leader made to attack her, she was able to dodge, if barely, to the point that he found his heart about to leap out of his chest. Nets, tarps, and ropes were constantly being created and launched from various parts of her body and towards the villain. Each was disintegrated with a simple touch, but each gave her that fraction of a second needed to get a little further away.

She wasn't making any attacks of her own, focusing entirely on staying away, but it was an impressive display as far as he was concerned, and yet he found himself cursing his current status that required her to fight in his stead. Whether they were impressive or not, they were kids, barely even a few days into High School! They weren't supposed to face life or death situations!

Jiro, Kaminari, Asui, and Mineta were grouped together taking on the remainder of the small fry that he had been picking off earlier.

I should have taken out more of them when I had the chance…

He focused on a few at key points in their fights, and the thugs were being taken down with relative ease. Kaminari and Jiro fought with their quirks and metal staves that he assumed that Yaoyorozu created for them earlier, while Asui and Mineta simply fought with their respective quirks. Their fights just went to further the belief that these thugs were supposed to just be distractions for the bigger threats.

In the distance, he could hear the ever increasing sound of explosions, a good indication that another student was on his way.

He looked at the last fight that was happening in the air, and saw Midoriya dodge another portal. That, unfortunately, was one fight that he couldn't affect, this portal quirk being one of a strange category where it was actually part of their body, and thus unaffected by his own erasing quirk.

He could only hope that Midoriya was doing alright…


Kurogiri had never gone butterfly hunting before, but he imagined that it would be less frustrating than trying to capture this young hero.

"Please, you are making this needlessly difficult for yourself," He insisted, a headache having long taken root, "Cease and desist, and I will simply teleport you someplace else, ensuring your own safety. Your own ability to fly limits any tricks that I might try to kill you."

The kid didn't respond, his face screwed in concentration as he dodged and weaved, a glowing mask on his face.

Aerial combat was always tricky, the extra dimension giving way to a multitude of potential options to move, and this young hero was using that ability to the fullest. Every time he thought that he had him, he would dodge and weave in a different direction. And that blasted entourage of his… The swarm flew in a cloud around the hero, their pattern and flow shimmering almost hypnotically, and definitely distracting, each and every one of them looked like they were watching him.

Were they watching him? Could he see through their eyes? Was that part of his quirk? Alas, those were questions for another time.

He reached out with another portal behind the green haired hero, trying to catch him while his back was turned, only for the boy to dive, avoiding the trap entirely.

Kurogiri sighed. Hopefully Shigaraki was having more success in his own fight. As it was, he just knew he wasn't going to hear the end of this...


Momo flipped backwards, releasing a matryoshka doll that was almost instantly touched and dissolved by the villain, only to reveal a flash grenade which immediately went off, resulting in loud cursing by the cat themed leader.

She took that moment to breath a little, desperately trying to think of options. She had been too distracted - first by the appearance of the ring, which indicated that this was not only a Miraculous user, but the same one that was the pair to her own. She had been trying to think of a way to get the ring off of his finger when he began his assault, and in a move that completely blindsided her and…

… very nearly killed her.

She had almost died.

If it hadn't been for Izuku hitting the teleporter when he did, she would be dead.

That, admittedly, had thrown her off considerably, and what with the attack immediately afterword, she had been thrown on the defensive almost the whole battle. She could tell that Aizawa was canceling the man's quirk at times, but even then, she knew that that wouldn't mean much if he activated the Miraculous power.

She needed to think of something to end this, and quickly. Izuku was doing his part by not only enhancing who she could only assume was Kirishima, but ALSO fighting the portal quirk user despite the danger to himself. She could hardly do any less, especially against one who was abusing the power of the Cat Miraculous, a kwami that she had listened to Tikki talk about with love and exasperation.

Using 'Lucky Charm' was a definite option, but Tikki had told her that the items, even if they guaranteed victory, were random, and often required ingenuity and sometimes a little time to figure out. And that…

She quickly created a stave to block the punch of the increasingly maddened Cat, only for this one to disintegrate as fast as the others, and she launched a net quickly at him even as she leapt back once more.

Time was not something that she was being given.

She tried to focus. The Cat Villain was focused on her, and getting increasingly angry. Kirishima was fighting the 'Nomu' creature, and appeared to be at a stalemate, and Izuku was fighting the portal user.

She spent several seconds desperately trying to think of a plan of some sort, something to shift the battle, before something clicked.

Two Miraculous users were chosen to recover one. So why were they fighting separately?

Her eyes were drawn to the dragon. As a child, she had read stories about princesses and dragons. She couldn't help but wonder - why did the princess always wait for the knight to save her? Why not tame the dragon and beat up anybody that tried to take her away?

She created a quick smoke grenade and dashed over to where the two titans were fighting, their blows practically creating shockwaves with every punch, while the cursing behind her letting her know that her pursuer was close behind.

Running up behind the 'Nomu', it didn't even react to her when she brought her yo-yo out and swung it round it, trapping an arm against its body as she used its back as a springboard, launching up to the dragon's head, where she latched onto one of his horns.

"Hey Kirishima," She greeted breathlessly, almost giddy at the thought of riding a dragon. "How loud can you roar?"

Thankfully he got what she wanted quickly. Or Izuku did, if the flash of a purple mask was any indication. While the Nomu struggled desperately against the yo-yo's wire, appearing to prefer to let the wire cut through the muscle entirely instead of trying to untangle himself, Kirishima lowered his head towards the Villain leader (who was extremely close by this point, she noticed in her panic) and roared.

The Cat Miraculous had one of the best offenses, and it's sheer destructive power discouraged people from coming close, providing a decent defense from that alone.

But you couldn't destroy sound waves. And a Cat had particularly good sight AND hearing.

So close to source, the Cat gasped in pain, clutching his ears in agony as the sound bellowed forth. The roar before had been a roar announcing his presence and intention. This roar was given with the sole purpose of creating noise.

The Nomu didn't react to the noise beyond a shudder, and it looked confused, unsure of how to protect its charge from this particular attack, and Momo uncovered her ears and shouted in Kirishima's ear (Even covered and not in front of the source, her ears were still ringing), "The Leader disintegrates everything he touches!" Before leaping down and hoping that Izuku understood.

She grabbed a hold of the yo-yo once more and pulled with all of her boosted strength, yanking the wounded Nomu off balance and towards the rogue Miraculous user, even as he was slowly recovering with hate in his eyes. A claw came through and she ducked, letting it hit the off-kilter creature and launching the monster towards the Cat.

It hit him, sending both of them sprawling, and soon a hissing sound was heard from underneath it.

It was only for a second before the Cat pushed the creature off of him, and he spun away with impressive agility for having taken the hits that he did, only a couple of stumbles to show for it.

"No," He murmured, his claws clenched and shaking, "No no no no NONONONO!" He ended it with a shriek before glaring hatefully at the Ladybug and Dragon. The Nomu lifted itself up briefly, and Momo winced when she saw the damage. Half of its chest looked like it was caved in and still disintegrating, the destruction slowly moving up to it's arm, which fell off with a plop.

An explosion racked the plaza, and those who weren't deafened looked up to see a couple of the thugs go flying, revealing a furious blonde that was glaring at Crimson Scale.

"Shitty Hair," He ground out, "What was up with leaving me back there like some extra, huh!" He saw the remaining villains and gritted his teeth, "And it STILL it took you this long to take down these losers!"

A rushing sound came through and instantly both the Nomu and Cat Villain were encased in ice.

"I heard from some of the other thugs that you were here to take down All-Might." Came a cold voice, and Todoroki then appeared, looking curiously at the dragon and worriedly at Aizawa, who's red eyes were focused on the 'Nomu', before looking back at the enemies, "it's a rather sad sight to see honestly, taken down without having even gotten to see the number one hero."

"Stay back," Momo warned, "He's not -"

The ice disintegrated, leaving the Cat Villain in the middle of the field of ice, shaking furiously. He hadn't heard Todoroki's comments due to being deafened, but then, he didn't need to.

He was angry enough.

"You cheated," he spat out, "You turned on friendly fire to get us to take down our own man." His breathing became erratic, "No, no, we can't finish our mission now, not with one man down," he murmured, even as a dark glow appeared over his claws, "But I can still damage his pride! How will it feel, when he can't even show the parents the bodies?!"

Aizawa widened his eyes in alarm, focusing entirely on the villain, "Everybody! Get back!"

"Cataclysm," The villain sneered, causing his fist to become enveloped in motes of purple and black, within seconds a cloud of motes spread outward, originating from his fist, and he threw.

The cloud expanded outward rapidly, aimed directly at the group of heroes in training and Aizawa, and as the cloud neared them, the cloud devoured. The stones of the plaza, the plants to the side of the path, whatever it touched, withered and died.

It was moving too fast for anybody but herself to get away from, and she found herself rooted in horror at the sight. She might be able to create something large enough to block it, but from what she had already seen she couldn't create something that would slow it down sufficiently before it just ate through it and continued on. Still, she had to try! How could she call herself a hero if she didn't even try?!

Just as her entire body started glowing from the combined effort of both her and Tikki to create a wall large enough to stop it, when Kirishima slammed himself down in front of the entire group.

"NO! I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS!"

He stretched himself out just in time for the cloud to hit him, and for the third time that day she heard him roar, only this time in pain.

Aborting mid creation, she dashed forward, reaching him at the same time as Izuku did.

"Crimson Scale!" The Butterfly cried out in horror, clutching the dragon's side even as tears leaked from his eyes. "Y-you didn't have to do that! J-just hold on!" Momo immediately went next to him and pressed her hands against the scales.

The Ladybug was a Miraculous capable of restoration, and healing was a part of that. Not it's strongest ability perhaps, but it was still within her domain.

She focused hard on the dragon, pressing her yo-yo on the scales and focusing on the other side where she could only assume serious damage was being done, and let out a breath. "Miraculous Ladybug," She murmured softly, forcing the energy to go from the Yo-Yo into the dragon.

Creation vs Destruction. If the damage was being caused by the power of Destruction, then by all rights she should be able to negate it with the power of Creation!

The cries stopped after a moment, leaving only a pained grunting, and suddenly the old cape around the dragon finished disintegrating, the massive dragon erupting into purple smoke soon after.

When the smoke cleared, they could see Kirishima, curled in on himself with a heavily bleeding back, pieces of Hardened flesh cracking and falling off. Immediately Izuku was there, seemingly instantly grabbing a wounded butterfly, covering it protectively while hovering over the wounded boy as well.

At first she was worried that her healing hadn't been enough, and she felt tears in her eye start to form at the wave of shame that formed from that, when Kirishima looked up at all of them and gave off a pained smirk, "Y-you have to admit, that was pretty manly wasn't it?" He said before wincing.

For her part, she relaxed slightly, feeling the exhaustion both mental and physical hit her, even as Aizawa limped painfully to the boy and gave an exasperated laugh, "Fine. Yes, that was manly." he stated with softened eyes.

Izuku looked up hesitantly, "The Mist Villain teleported out with the leader soon after he launched that last attack," He reported hesitantly, still hovering over both the wounded butterfly and boy, "I think they've left."

Aizawa gave a grunt, looking around at the few remaining villains, all of whom seemed hesitant to continue attacking now that the main guy had left, "Still, we can't let up just yet," He cautioned, and the others, especially Todoroki and Bakugou, tensed once more, "We can't let up until…"

The doors to USJ slammed open with incredible force, instantly drawing everybody's attention, "HAVE NO FEAR!" A voice boomed out, and the remaining villains immediately paled, "FOR I AM… Late?"

As All-Might came into view, looking at the scene in confusion, Aizawa turned to the students and smirked, "Ok, Now you can relax."

Immediately Momo felt herself collapse to the ground, and she felt another person collapse against her, noticing only a second later that it was Izuku.

There was still work to be done of course, still stuff that she could help out with, but for now, she just needed a moment to relax.

They had survived. A large villain assaulted a group of mostly students, and everybody had survived. She felt like crying in relief for a moment.

The assault against USJ was over.


Author's Notes

Hey Everybody,

Man, it's been longer than I thought it would be for this chapter. And I'm afraid that I'll have to give the same reasoning as I have for the other chapters that I've posted for other stories. Writing is a hobby for me, something that I enjoy doing in what little spare time that I have. Due to not always having a lot of spare time, and with the amount of stories that I'm now writing, it makes it very difficult to post regularly. These last few months especially have been difficult for a number of reasons. However, I don't have any intention of dropping any of my stories. It'll just sometimes take a while for me to write good, quality chapters.

That being said, I truly do hope that everybody enjoys this chapter. I've spent an especially long time with it, and it's gone through multiple rewrites. For some reason, it was very difficult to write. I got it through in the end, and I look forward to hearing everybody's opinion.

Reading some of the comments and messages I received regarding the previous chapters, I feel the need to put this in once more - my own knowledge of Miraculous Ladybug is somewhat limited to the first season. As such, some of what I write will be wrong. I apologize for this, and hope that people enjoy what I have written anyway. Other times, you have to bear in mind that I am meshing two different fictional shows. I have to figure out how things interact with each other, and in the end it is mere opinion what the result truly would be.

I'd like to thank everybody that has favorited/followed this story, and especially to everybody who has left a comment. Even if it is in criticism (so long as you are polite about it) I truly enjoy hearing what other people think of my stories. Also, I'm deeply grateful to those who have given ideas and suggestions for not only Shigaraki's costume, but also other Champion ideas. I really like how Kirishima/Crimson Scale turned out, and I hope that all of you did as well.

I'd like to thank my brother, Autumnstar, and sisters, CrazyWeirdo, CaptainDarkElf, and FluffyInsanity, for beta reading this chapter for me. I greatly appreciate their input and suggestions.