AN: I went ahead and posted it! It's pretty easy since I'm not editing too much right now and can just copy things over! Anyway, enjoy the USJ where things that happen were unseen!

Chapter 4

The USJ was huge with multiple sectors spread across the area with each one showcasing a different disaster that could occur at any moment's notice throughout the world. Each within their own right could erupt society into chaos at the loss of control. Floods that drown everything in its wake. Shipwrecks that leave those stranded without a horizon in sight. Storms that blow so fierce nothing can fight against it only to be caught tangled in the cross. Fires that burn lives and livelihoods away into nothing but ash. Collapses that were the result of earthquakes or the aftermath of those who heroes couldn't stop in time.

Bakugou simply rolled his eyes uninterested at the scene before him unlike his classmates who gushed and awed at the sight before them as they all were eager to get started with what was said to be the fundamental of hero work…saving lives. For the basic part, Bakugou could agree. He was going to save lives by beating the crap out of those who dare try anything before it was too late. Some disasters were caused by a villain and if a hero takes them out before anything happens saves a lot of trouble. Areas like the collapse zone weren't something society was ever going to have to worry about because that would never happen. He wouldn't let it repeat itself.

"Holy crap! It looks like an amusement park!" Kirishima said Thirteen finished explaining all the zones created to help them combat anything they may come up against.

"First and foremost I want to talk about quirks. As you might be aware I have a powerful quirk. It's called Black Hole. I can use it to suck up anything and turn it into dust. Although I primarily work in rescue, my quirk can easily be used to kill as can any of yours. The previous classes you've had should have enlightened you on how to use your quirks. But you also must be careful that your quirks do not hurt others along with yourselves. This case is about using your quirks to help and finding the limits in which you go to reach that goal. That's all I have to say. Thank you." Thirteen concluded.

Quirks hurting their users weren't seen as desirable, but most quirks had some backlash that people had to overcome whether it was for work or to live. Especially as a pro, a hero can't be a liability if they get taken out by their own power. They would just be useless and someone else has to pick up their slack. As a pro Bakugou knew he was going to have to go beyond the limit of his power safely at times in order to win. He looked down at the gauntlet on his wrist. Maximum power without risk to his arms.

"Alright. Let's…" Aizawa started.

A flash of electricity sparked across the lights of the USJ cracking as it cut the power to the area. The lights went out and the area fell into dimmed darkness. Everyone voiced their concerns as an ominous sound echoed, attracting everyone's attention toward the center of the dome.

"What is that thing?" Kirishima asked, pointing toward the purple mist that covered the plaza. Eventually it stretched out covering the plaza as people with various mutation quirks and builds walked out. Each of them grinning up at them in sadistic pleasure as the students started to squirm with uneasiness that was slowly transforming into fear.

"This is real and those are actual villains. Thirteen protect the students."

Aizawa's scarf flared at the same time as hair as it floated and flapped in a non-existent wind as he then jumped into action and charged toward the villains. Red eyes flashed as three of the villains stuttered at the loss of their quirks. Quickly handling them Aizawa found himself in the center of them waiting to see which one would be stupid enough to attack next. He had to buy time until help could arrive. It would come. It had too. This all could be over in a blink of an...damn it.

Bakugou couldn't help, but examine the misty bastard in front of him that was gloating. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he was so familiar. He gritted his teeth trying to think of what the hell he could have seen such a villain. There was only really one instance where he had any encounter with villains and he only got a good look at the one who put his hands on Izuku.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. We are the League of Villains. I know it's impolite, but we decided to invite ourselves to say hello. All Might was supposed to be here and yet I see no sign of him. There must have been a change of plans we couldn't foresee. I suppose it doesn't matter. My role will be fulfilled." the smoke-like villain said in a deep, voided voice that seemed to have an echo to it.

Forget asking questions as he jumped to just take the guy down before he could do anything. Once he was taken down then he would ask his questions. Hearing a war cry from beside he saw that red shitty hair kid jump alongside him to attack.

"No wait!" Thirteen shouted.

Bakugou smirked as the blast exploded in smoke and flames. It wasn't his strongest explosion to date, but that bastard wasn't getting back up from that. However, a hollow laugh echoed and as the smoke disappeared he panicked seeing the attack missed.

"Hm. I see you live up to your school's reputation, but you should be more careful or someone might get hurt."

The next thing he knew was he was engulfed in mist and overcome with darkness.

"Get the hell out of my way!" Bakugou yelled as he blasted the floor, sending a group of villains hurtling toward the wall where they collapsed unconscious. He panted as he looked around the destruction caused by both the stage of the collapse zone and his own power. This would be where he was sent. About a dozen villains, if not more, were scattered around them groaning, licking their wounds, or knocked the fuck out thinking they could beat him. Finally they were all down and would stay that way if they knew what was good for them. Small fries that were there to waste his time from getting back to wherever the hell that warp villain was at. He was the target and next time he wouldn't miss.

"Let's go find everyone else in our class. They may need our help since we caused this problem in the first place." Kirishima said.

"You go right ahead and do that. I'm finding that warping bastard."

"Dude why? We need to make sure everyone else is okay! Some people in our class don't have the offensive capabilities like we do!"

He had other matters more important than worrying about those who he remembered saying would get in his way like they were indirectly doing now. Amidst the fighting he had finally figured it out. Although the memory was faint from losing consciousness soon after it all ended, he recognized that warp villain being there the night Izuku was taken. Izuku's smile faded in the purple darkness with only the screams of people being slaughtered echoing after as he faded himself. He was the reason for their escape. He was the reason no one found any evidence of the beasts who caused the absolute carnage at the scene. If he could capture the villain then he could tell him, no, lead him to where they've taken Izuku. High school was turning ripe with the fruits of his endeavors. He found someone who wasn't incompetent in hearing the what ifs that are true, he found someone who could place Izuku alive more recently then he could, and now Izuku could be in reach.

"What didn't you get, shitty hair?" Bakugou snarled. "I don't care about any of our classmates. The only one who is of any use to me is eyebags on a bare minimum. The rest of you are just in the way."

"Why is that? You went off on Iida the other day and you seem to know what you're talking about. Heroes help one another."

"No shit sherlock. I know that. A hero saves those in front of him regardless of the cost. I'm going to be that hero, but I'm making sure I always come out on top. No one ever fucking believed me before so why is it any different now." Bakugou said, kicking aside one of the villain's knives.

"You don't seem like a liar and are super upfront! Someone doesn't have such a drive unless it's for a good reason. Did someone die so you need to honor them? Or…is this revenge? Because that's not the best or manliest way to go…" Kirishima said.

"Shut the fuck up!" Bakugou snapped as he grabbed the sash across Kirishima's chest. They looked one another directly in the eye with neither one breaking it off. This spikey haired bastard wouldn't give up and let it go. The other boy's red eyes showed no fear as Bakugou's own raged filled ones pierced any word that could come out of his mouth. The smell of burning fabric and the cloth burning through snapped Bakugou out of his anger induced trance as he realized he lost control of his quirk for a second. Taking a step back along with a breath he shoved everything down. Now wasn't the time. He had places to get to and this extra was just in the way. He growled, tossing the remaining pieces in his hand to the side, and shoving past the red couldn't lose it; he needed to stay focused. "I haven't lost anyone yet. I won't. I won't lose again."

Kirishima couldn't imagine what that was like. It was like All Might said. None of them knew what each of them went through to get where they are. Sure, back in middle school he wasn't brave and rather dull and powerless, but now he was becoming the person, the hero, he wanted to be. That meant helping out those with good intentions and despite the harshness Kirishima could see Bakugou wasn't here for being selfish. However, Bakugou sounded like he needed to be honest with himself.

"You have." Kirishima said sadly.

"What's it to you? And I said he wasn't dead, damn it." Bakugou growled as he made his way toward the staircase. He was done with this conversation. This wasn't the time, place, or company to talk about his past shit.

"Why don't you let us help you man? As heroes we should charge right in and save everyone together!" Kirishima pushed.

"Why do you fucking care?"

"Because you seem like a cool dude bro and you're here for someone else, not yourself, and that's so manly!"

Bakugou looked at the other red eyed boy as he shared a determination in his eyes that had not wavered once. He kept thinking back to his talk with Aizawa. After brooding on the thought he agreed with eyebags senior. He did feel better about talking about and apparently swapping stories around the campfire proved beneficial. Shinsou had seen Izuku four years ago and that was certainly better than six. Shinsou would prove useful as someone to get information from and well…someone would be useful for back-up and taking care of weaker villains he couldn't waste his time on. Already he proved he knew how to defend himself and could hold his own in a fight. However, despite looking like a dumbass, Bakugou knew that no hero is just going to rush in without knowing some key points.

"That warp villain was there the night I was involved in an attack. He was the escape route for someone who took someone important to me. That's who I'm here for. A damn nerd who just had to be a hero and now it's my turn to save him. He's waiting for me. I'm going to find him if it's the last thing I do. I don't care who I have to take down and I'll destroy anyone who gets in my way, villain or not. It all starts with those villains and that bastard's going to answer my questions and fucking tell me where he's at." Bakugou revealed not once looking at him. He couldn't take the pity he was going to get. Getting it from Aizawa was bad enough. He turned to look at that loser and waited for some cheesy response, but got what he thought could be an even stupider reaction. "What the hell?!"

Kirishima was sniffling as small tears showed in his eyes as he placed his fist over his heart. There wasn't any amount of pity in his eyes. He almost looked happy and Bakugou wanted to gag. He wasn't sure which one was worse.

"That's so chivalrous! I knew you were a true man!" Kirishima said as he covered his eyes as those manly tears leaked out as he swelled his pride. Kirishima knew that Bakugou's drive had to be something manly, but never thought it'd be something like saving his friend. It was so awesome that he was just going at it despite seemingly having next to nothing to go off of. "Don't worry man, you can count on me to back you up! You're going to need all the help you can get and with me here you should have no problem. I'll help you find this friend of yours!"

"Ugh." Bakugou groaned as he stalked off. He hated when Aizawa was right; it was pissing him off.

Aizawa panted as he took out another three villains with the use of only one of his arms while being barely able to see. Luckily his capture weapon served as multiple appendages covering this unfortunate mishap and in his years as pro he made sure to work on being able to combat being blinded. This was becoming a grueling battle of how long can he hold out which he feared wouldn't be much longer. His eyes burned and his body screamed at the need to collapse. Midoriya's notes were right. He wasn't made for long drawn out battles and heavily relied on stealth. Steadily the time between erasers was shortening and the villains had already exploited that by the damage on his elbow and his face.

The hand villain had charged him mumbling about something he wasn't able to hear. He held him off until he realized it was too late and he had blinked. As a result the skin on his elbow had disintegrated into nothing but flakes that littered the ground and his goggles followed suit. The muscle was exposed and blood pulsing out dropping red splatters every time he moved. The pain throughout his other muscles and eyes were nothing compared to this, but he gritted his teeth. With his goggles gone the villain had been able to take off a couple layers of skin around his eyes that unfortunately erupted in blood that ran down his face. While he was able to blink away some it was making it impossible to use his quirk. He couldn't go down or he'd lose not only his life, but the innocent lives of the nineteen students trapped alongside him. Right now the villains were at a stand still watching to see what his next move would be. That was fine. He could catch his breath and wait for their impatience.

Aizawa looked at the humongous beast with an exposed brain, large teeth, and dead eyes. Now that he got a good look at it his mind was racing putting the pieces together from the case files he read roughly a week ago. Although the witness statements were few and inconclusive they each described terrifying beasts similar to this one in various shapes and sizes. Were these people connected to those who were responsible for the Musutafu Massacre? Were they the ones who kidnapped Izuku Midoriya? A child he had no connection with, but already felt the strings attaching just from his small talks with Bakugou and reading his notes. What did they want with that bright child who had an even brighter future? He hoped the abomination in front of him wasn't the answer.

He cursed when an explosion near the main entrance distracted him. He hoped that it wasn't Bakugou being reckless and a bit of him hoped that was salvation. The other misty warp villain had returned and said one of the students escaped so it wouldn't be long. He blinked and next he knew the large villain was right next to him looking down at him with a look that hungered with bloodlust.

"By the way, Eraserhead. I'm not the final boss." The hand villain said as the other raised his hand to strike with a deafening and inhuman screech. A shriek of pure joy laced with agony finally being uncaged. It would be over in seconds and there was nothing he could do about it. Even if he tried to dodge, the beast would just grab him, and he didn't think his quirk would work on it. In a millisecond, a gust of wind blew by and Aizawa opened his eyes to find himself away from the hulking villain.

"I'm sorry Aizawa. I should have been here." All Might apologized with regret in his voice as he placed him back on his feet. Never before had Aizawa been more grateful to see All Might.

"Better late than never." Aizawa grumbled as he took the chance to wipe off some of the blood from his face.

The hand villain's laugh echoed, breaking the second conversation between the two heroes.

"I guess our game continues." He chuckled as his head turned in sickly staggered movement.

"THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK, BASTARDS!"

Out of nowhere Bakugou, Kirishima, and Todoroki jumped into the fray coming from different directions. Bakugou pinned the warp villain as Kirishima tried to attack the hand villain, who dodged. Ice froze the ground around them, not hitting them or the students, but effectively trapping the beast in place who roared.

"Get out of here!" Aizawa yelled at his foolish students. They were going to get themselves killed. This wasn't like it was in class the other day. This was something he didn't want to happen. He couldn't lose another one. The man said to have a cold heart wouldn't be able to take it.

"Guess I found your body that time you smokey bastard! Now you guys are going to answer our questions or your ride home gets it!" Bakugou shouted as he popped off his quirk. Kurogiri groaned as burns laced across his body.

"What is that?" Kirishima said as he looked on at the beast that was encased in ice.

"One of the poorly trained villains said it's a being created to destroy All Might." Todoroki commented.

The white haired hand villain snorted. "Nomu. If you please."

The beast, Nomu, roared as the ice shattered into a million pieces. Within those millions of pieces were part of his body that had succumbed to frostbite. The muscles pulsed as they shook before growing. The being before them had multiple quirks. How was that even possible? Clearly it was as the villain explained it so as it was happening before their very eyes. Taking advantage of the opening All Might rushed forward and slammed into the Nomu who met his fist with its own regenerated one. The shockwave from the blast blew everyone in disarray and Aizawa fortunately found himself near his students, but unfortunately not too far from the other two villains.

"Mr. Aizawa, are you alright?" Kirishima asked, concerned about seeing the injuries laced with blood.

"Yes. Now get out here and get back to the entrance. This is no place for you." He instructed as he held his ground against the shockwaves of forces and winds caused by the literal fist fight happening before them. Hopefully despite the battle going on before them they'd be able to do what they were asked and get back to safety.

"No fucking way." Bakugou growled as he planted his feet into the ground. He was staying right there and they would have to pry him from his spot and would explode anyone who dared try.

A giant explosion echoed through the dome as All Might sent the Nomu flying through the roof into the stratosphere. The older pro hero panted as the ground was broken around him into multiple pieces and a comforting light shined down through along with falling debris. Soon the others would arrive and this would be over. Despite the odds they prevailed and from what he knew of the situation no one had died.

"H-he beat my Nomu!" The villain cried like a toddler in the middle of a tantrum as he scratched at his neck. As his sharp nails scratched up and down, up and down, red marks appeared that would eventually slowly bleed. "H-how dare he?! I'm so mad! If only Nomu were here to crush you all!"

"Tomura Shigaraki, we should make our escape before reinforcements arrive." Kurogiri said.

Shigaraki yelled in frustration at losing this game. It was over. He had lost to heroes. They also managed to ruin his plans every time. Now it was All Might, but first it was him. That meddling brat who was finally learning to stay where he belongs until Master recovers.

"Fine. Let's go home. I'll take my frustrations out on that brat."

Bakugou sucked in a breath as he overheard them. Said breath that immediately felt like it got punched right out. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. He was speechless as he reached out. For a second he felt powerless to do anything. It could be. He could be on the other side. His mind stopped as he watched the warp gather himself and spread around this Shigaraki. They were about to escape leaving behind nothing but useless underlings, no answers, and the closest he's ever gotten to saving Izuku vanishing into nothing but a what if. Like his quirk, he felt something explode within him.

"Get back here, damn it!" Bakugou screamed as he exploded and charged after the villain. They would not get away. Not when he was so close. He's waited six years and he refused to wait around any longer. Izuku could be on the other side of that gate.

"Bakugou no!" Aizawa yelled.

Aizawa cursed himself for not predicting this outcome. If he noticed that these villains could have ties to Midoriya then it was almost certain that Bakugou did as well. Bakugou was willing to do anything, anything, to make sure Izuku Midoriya made it home. He wouldn't accept a chance to escape and in the adrenaline of it all and the information gained this was as close as he'd ever been. A boy like Bakugou wouldn't let that go so easily.

Aizawa jumped forward simultaneously tossing out his capture weapon…that missed the target. He knew his aim could be off not having access to his other arm and sight impaired, but luckily he jumped after the blond that was still arms reach. He grabbed the boy around the arm and yanked as hard as he could, flinging him back away from any potentially dangerous situations that may arise. However, it was only seconds after he realized his mistake. Aizawa's eyes widened realizing what was happening as the mist engulfed him leaving Bakugou's surprised and seething eyes being the last thing he saw as he was safely in All Might's arms. At least he wasn't going to lose two of his kids to these villains.

AN: I don't remember the USJ ending like that...where was Aizawa taken and who is there waiting for him?

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