Ochaco ran and set 13 down in a side room away from the battle. She loathed to leave her hero but needed to return to the battle. Ida had already run down the hall, so hopefully, rescuers would be inbound. She spotted a duffle bag labeled Emergency; she opened it and saw medical supplies and a red box containing a flare gun. She was about to grab the bag and leave when something caught her attention: a shimmer in the air. I caused her to freeze. Panic flooded her mind. She carefully reached back and touched the desk, removing its gravity.

She saw the shimmer again, grabbed the desk, and through it. When she heard it collide with something, she immediately pounced. She knew it wasn't Toru because she didn't leave a shimmer or anything to announce her presence. She could grab a hold of some limb, but it felt rough and scaly under her. It writhed in her grasp, trying to break free. She attempted to keep hold of the limb and swung with all she could, trying to land blows; grunts and yells of pain rewarded her efforts.

When suddenly some slashed across her stomach, ripping her costume and drawing blood, Ochaco stumbled away. She was between whatever this villain was and the door; she quickly closed it. She couldn't let this thing get away.

"Foolish little girl, I was just supposed to dispose of 13, but now I have to dispose of you as well," a voice rasped.

Ochaco's heart felt like it wanted to beat out of her chest. She was terrified, but she knew she couldn't leave 13 defenseless, and what if this thing attacked her classmates from behind…

"You are welcome to try!" She spat back; it may have been false bravado, but she wasn't about to sacrifice others to save her own life.

She saw the shimmer, but it moved too fast for her to react; something smacked her hard in the gut, driving all the wind from her as she collided with the wall. Her eyes teared as she saw the shimmer scamper past her and head towards 13; desperately, Ochaco leaped towards where she guessed the thing was. She landed and swung desperately, unsure where she was landing, as the thing seemed to collapse under her weight. She felt like she had a surge of hope.

Something was wrapped around her neck and tossed her back. She couldn't even scream; everything went fuzzy as she saw the simmer descending upon her; she rolled to the side to avoid a strike. She twisted and threw a kick; it felt like it landed, but she couldn't know the damage. As she scrambled to her feet, she felt something rake her leg, drawing blood. She grabbed the emergency bag and swung it with all she could; she was rewarded with a scream of pain.

She saw the red case and scrambled for it as she felt the villain grab her leg and pull her back, flying over the top of her. She reached and grabbed what she guessed was the tail, activating her quirk; she yanked back and threw the villain. Pressing her fingers together, she deactivated her quirk and dove for the case, pulling out the flare. She loaded the flare gun and rolled onto her back; the villain's camouflage had dropped.

They had what appeared to be some lizard quirk; it gave them the appearance of a Gecko. One of their eyes was damaged, and they barely seemed to see out of it; blood dripped from its mouth. Its mouth opened as it flew through the air, revealing rows of sharp needle-like teeth.

She fired, as it entered the mouth of the villain it ignited. The muffled and guttural scream would haunt her nightmares. The villain got to their feet, clawing at their own throat, ripping flesh and scale to get the thing out. Unthinkingly, they ran into the walls, thrashing wildly until they were rolling on the ground. The thrashing soon slowed and stopped. Ochaco retched violently off to the side; she got to her feet, the flare gun still in her hand. She reloaded and put the spare flares in a pouch at her side.

She paused to wipe the tears from her eyes. The only thought that allowed her to push on was, "It was him or me; it was him or me." She kept repeating it as she threw open the door and raced to rejoin the battle.

-The Front Door-

The villains were not ready for the sudden assault from the students. Nirengeki led the initial charge; swinging his makeshift bat, he aimed for knees and ribs. Yosetsu came in at his side with a shield and baton he had made; Reiko grabbed the ones she could and flung them away as Pony's horns hit the back lines, sowing further chaos.

"Ready!" Juzo yelled. Reiko strained as she grabbed the boys and yanked them back, falling to a knee. Once they were clear, Juzo activated his quirk, as did Niren; the ground softened, and the struck areas were hit again from the twin impact. Screams filled the area as knees shattered, as did ribs and sternums. Hope filled their hearts seeing the villains trapped or disabled, but something landed before them.

-The Plaza-

Vlad King and Eraser Head landed ready for battle; the two teachers, though they may not have seen eye to eye on certain things, had done extensive training together. Vlad King took the lead, his quirk coming to life as the villain's front line charged forward. Eraser Head stepped to the side, negating the lead assailant's quirk as Vlad King's fist came crashing in with a vicious uppercut that launched the man back into his allies.

Vlad King didn't stop; he grabbed one of the fallen and yanked him up to his feet, using him as a shield from the range volley that came crashing down. Eraser Head deftly dodged past the front line, leaving them to Vlad King as he engaged the back line.

Shigaraki smiled behind the hand covering his face, watching the two teachers deal with the nameless cannon fodder he had sent after them. He had hoped they would fare better, but he wasn't surprised at how, with the slight bit of resistance they were encountering, they were starting to crumble and panic. He thought of issuing them commands; if they would listen, he was leading the raid after all. But he watched as they fell; the hope he knew was being built up would soon crumble.

The actual raid members were to ensure the rest of the mobs met their end. He watched as they worked like a well-oiled machine; they couldn't avoid every attack that came at them, but they were covering for each other's weaknesses as best they could. It was too bad that they were engrained into the problem; he could see uses for them. He smiled, watching them wade into the fodder, thinking they were buying time for the students to escape, not knowing they had been scattered to their deaths. He would leave them alive so that they could realize how futile their resistance was.

"Nomu, see what happened to Kurogiri; bring him to me, and deal with whoever is up there," Shigaraki ordered; the beast leaped off.

-Ruins Zone-

Eijiro struggled to get the Rag Man off his back, but the man had a vice-like grip; Eijro activated his quirk, focusing on his neck, head, and back. He made sure he had a secure hold of the rag man's legs and leaped up, going back. The Rag Man gasped in pain as his body was sandwiched between the pavement and a hardened Ejiro; he released his grip, allowing Eijiro to reverse position; unfortunately, he inhaled some of the gas. He held back the bile that began to collect in his throat as he shifted the hardening from his back to his elbow and dropped it down as hard as he could, bouncing the Rag Man's head off the concrete with a sickening crack. The villain's body went limp as he scrambled off and out of the cloud; once clear, all he could do was vomit the acid in his stomach; it burned his throat and esophagus as it escaped.

Togaru focused his attacks toward the outer layers of the Blob; despite the threat of the villain and removing his head, he knew that was a last resort. He was disgusted that he had chopped off the villain's hand, but he would have to deal with that later. There was a theory that he needed to figure out, and he was able to test it quickly; with a precision that came from a lifetime of wielding blades, he could cut off small layers from the villain. When the villain didn't react, he summarized that at least by doing so, he wasn't skinning him.

But that brought up a new problem: how would he win without immediately resorting to lethal tactics? He knew there was a body under there that he could cut, but he couldn't shift to the flat of his blade for his attacks as they wouldn't penetrate the outer layers. He was going to have to play a dangerous game. Cut but not cut through.

He ducked under an attack and swung for the midsection; he did his best to focus on the feeling of the blade passing through the outer layers. As soon as it encountered something he felt was different; he would spin past, pulling the blade out in a slashing motion. Now he knew that this could lead to still killing the villain as it was possible they would bleed out as he had no way of knowing the depth of his attacks, and even if he did, cutting someone with a sword in the middle of a battle was tricky.

When he saw blood seeping with the ooze, he knew some of his attacks had landed home. The Blob was not going down gently, though it was panicking, understandably, since losing its hand. In its panic, it didn't see its unconscious ally flying toward them cold. As the stink cloud from Rag Man permitted the Blob, Togaru moved back; as the sludge started to melt away, the Rag Man fell to the ground as the villain's true form was revealed. They were sickly thin, with stringy white hair, as they tumbled out of their protective sludge, retching violently.

Once they moved toward the edge of the cloud, Togaru ran and kicked them free of the cloud completely. They couldn't even recover as the vomiting continued, but Togaru came from behind, and with the flat of the blade, he crashed it into the side of their head, knocking them out.

Eijro cautiously moved forward, seeing that both villains were down for the count, but he nearly vomited again, seeing the Blob was missing a hand. He watched Togaru move quickly, pulling out various first aid items to stem the blood loss.

Eijiro paused. He wasn't a fan of Izuku, nor of 1-B, as his irrational mind felt it was all some sort of power play, but he saw the boy working feverishly to save the villain that had just been trying to kill them. He pulled out what first aid he had and knelt next to him.

"What can I do to help?" he asked. Togaru gave him a grateful smile and directed him to tend the cuts he hadn't addressed yet.

-Ruins Zone –

Itsuka came crashing down to the ground below. She pushed off the villain who had speared her out of the building. She twisted in the air and rebounded off the far wall; she reached out and grabbed the fire escape on her way down. The force was too much; it yanked her arm out of its socket, and she screamed and fell to the ground. The wind was forced out of her lungs; she rolled and struggled to reach her feet as the villain landed with a thud, leaving a small crater. They were on their feet and ready for battle.

She was done. She knew it; one hand was broken, and the other arm hung at her side, separated from its socket. She rose to her feet, ready to make her last stand.

"Pop it back in," the villain said. Itsuka froze. "I am coming over there. Now pop that shoulder back in and show me what you can do."

Itsuka took the opportunity to pop her shoulder back in; she didn't give him the satisfaction of screaming. Once done, she took a fighting stance. "Give me a good fight now," he said as she rushed in.

Itsuka feinted another head strike and saw him do the same maneuver where he ducked his head; she ducked down and spun to kick the villain's legs instead of sending him sprawling. She turned and leaped towards the villain's unprotected back. She was surprised when he tilted forward onto his head and flipped onto his feet; he spun and landed a kick to her midsection, driving her back. He smiled as he came in; she tilted back from the right cross and landed a bicycle kick to the villain's jaw. She landed and pushed off in an attempt to spear the villain, but he was ready for her attack; he planted a foot in the ground, brought a knee to land in her chest, and his arms wrapped around her; he spun and threw her away.

Ojiro was getting frustrated and desperate; he couldn't land a hit; with every strike he attempted, she would dodge and land a stinging counterattack. He was thankful she wasn't stronger than she was, but she knew how to strike; numerous cuts had opened up. Even when he grabbed her, she could slip out and land another strike, sending him to the ground.

He got frustrated and went all in; again, she was slipping past every punch and kick he threw, but on his last swing, he incorporated his tail into the attack, and it landed. She had slipped past the final attack but could not dodge his tail fully; it was amazing that she was even able to escape some of it in the first place. Her grunt of pain might have been the sweetest sound to grace his ears his whole life. He was renewed and ready to fight when he looked into her eyes; he worried. There was no fear in her eyes, no stress. Instead, they began to twinkle almost as if in delight.

-Shipwreck Zone-

Tetsu was watching Denki, who had fried all the villains in the lake as far as they could tell.

Tsu had asked Tetsu as they made it to shore, "Do you think he got them all?"

"If any of them are still in there, then they ain't happy!" his reply was greeted with a laugh that helped to calm them both as she leaped back into the water to retrieve Hiryu.

He watched as they came ashore; Hiryu and she came to shore. Hiryu told him to keep watching Denki as he and Tsu moved through the overgrown grass towards the sound of the fighting to see what was happening. They all froze when they saw the massive creature next to the seemingly main villain leap from its master's side and head toward the front doors.

Hiryu and Tsu watched as they saw their teachers fighting through the crowd of villains. They could feel the hope building as their teachers were working with such precision as they fought together. The Shigaraki joined the fight. A villain was wrapped inside Aizawa's capture scarf; the class 1-A teacher spun and threw him at the villain; Tsu and Hiryu watched in horror as the villain caught his "ally," and he disintegrated him; he couldn't even scream.

The ashes just caught in the wind and blew away. They saw the wicked grin as he raced into the fight; he said nothing as he first engaged; they saw him kick other villains towards the duo to create openings for himself. Then they heard his voice, "20, 17, 16, 16, 15. You're slowing down there, Eraser Head," the last part was spat out like it was toxic for the villain to say.

The underground hero didn't respond. Instead, he slipped past another attack by one of the hordes; he grabbed the back of his clothes and threw them toward the feet of Shigaraki; the villain leaped over the attack, which was what the pro hero wanted. He threw his capture scarf, entangled around the villain's legs; with a quick yank, he brought the villain to the ground. Eraser's head closed the distance instantly; he saw Shigaraki go to use his quirk on his scarf, and he quickly negated the villain's quirk.

The shock froze the villain like it did to most. He fought when their quirk suddenly didn't work; he reared back and landed a violent soccer kick to the villain's head. Shigaragki's head snapped back from the blow, teeth, blood, and the hand covering his face went flying. They saw panic in the villain's eyes; the cockiness and menace that was there before seemed to be gone. They saw Eraser Head go for a finishing blow, only for Shigaraki to dodge the punch to his face. A hand of dirt flew into their teacher's face; he then reached down and touched the scarf, destroying it. As the teacher was stunned, Shigaraki, with his legs now free, spun, pushing up with one arm, and landed a solid kick to the teacher's ribs.

Vlad saw the fight, but he was too far away as the mob was collapsing in on him, their sheer numbers beginning to overwhelm him.

Shigaragki followed through on the spin kick, coming to his knees, his hand reaching a perfect angle to hit Aizawa's arm. Hiryu sprang into action. Before he knew what he was doing, he fired his quirk, hitting Shigaraki in the back. Tsu was shocked, but she backed him up by using her tongue to lash out and snag his leg, yanking him to the ground. She pulled it back as soon as she removed it to get out of his reach as quickly as possible.

Some of the backline villains spun seeing the students. They smiled and went to launch their attack when Tetsu burst from cover and body-checked a few of them into the rest; Denki came stumbling out behind him near Tsu and Hiryu.

"Denki, are you ok?" Tsu shouted as she leaped forward and kicked another villain with a picture-perfect drop kick.

"Getting there, whey…need minute…" he slurred back.

"I will protect you," Hiryu said defensively before him.

Eraser Head yelled for them to retreat as he drove an elbow into the back of Shigaraki's head. The villain was still conscious as he went to finish the job; no one saw what hit him until it was standing there. The monster that had gone to the front door had returned; under one arm was Kurogiri. With the other, he backhanded Eraser Head away with thunderous force. Everyone on the battlefield froze.

-Landslide Zone-

Shiva twirled gracefully, evading the incoming flame with a graceful spin, and retaliated with a precision shot. Her aim was true, but the flames formed a fiery wall that absorbed the impact. Neito, seizing the opportunity, launched a swift kick to her chest, sending her flying backward. As she rose, she summoned a towering ice pillar that struck Neito in the stomach, causing him to double in agony. Desperate to regain footing, he lunged forward to attack, but Shiva was too quick. With lightning-fast reflexes, she landed a powerful punch, transforming her arm into a solid white ice block. The impact was bone-jarring and left Neito reeling, his senses dulled by the ferocity of the blow.

Siva needed to press her advantage to rejoin her bother in battle against the true target of their attacks. Still, this other, who had exhibited multiple quirks, was proving to be a difficult opponent. Though less skilled than her or her brother, he could compensate for his lack of skill and tenacity.

He was stunned and reeling from her punch; it was her chance to finish this; she brought a devastating knee to his face, breaking his nose. As he fell back, she went to follow him down with a forearm to his temple. As she attacked, massive, gloved yellow hands grabbed her from behind, lifting her and slamming her back with devastating effect. She tried to regain her feet when the strange face was above her; she had forgotten about their companion, and glue cascaded down onto her face before she could react. The thickness of the substance began to seep into her nose and mouth. She was being suffocated.

She panicked and tried to call upon her quirk to push him off, but she couldn't focus; when the darkness overcame her, she couldn't even weep as her ducts were covered in glue. Thankfully, Bondo was not a murderer; he pulled a vial from a pouch and applied it to the glue around her nose; with skillful movement, he pulled the glue from her nose to free up her air passage. "There, she should be out for a bit; we must take care of the other to find Toru." He looked over at Neito, who was holding ice to his jaw.

Neito nodded as they went towards where Shoto was engaged in combat.

Shoto and the boy were in this dance of Ice and Fire; each would gain an advantage only for the other to surge back and put their opponent on their back foot. Shoto had trained against a powerful fire user his whole life; from what he had witnessed, this boy's sister was a very adept ice user. They must spar constantly.

The difference was that while the boy's fire did not burn as hot as his father's, he controlled the fire in a way that Shoto had never seen. It would dance and bend to the boy's will, where his opponent had the advantage. And that advantage was wearing Shoto down. When their two blasts collided again, the explosion knocked them both off their feet. Shoto was dazed; he barely saw the two fire cats coming at him in a pincer maneuver. He quickly created two ice walls to the side to deflect the attack, and that was his undoing.

"Hellfire flame!" he heard his opponent roar and a blood-red flame came tearing for him.

Everything moved in slow motion as he saw the flames. He desperately tried to summon a wall of ice to try and deflect it, but he knew from experience that such a red flame had taken almost everything he had; his only hope was that he could stop enough to live. However, he knew that such a thought was wishful thinking. He wondered what his father would say when he received news that he had died and would die here; he had to live, he needed to live.

But why? Why was he so desperate to live? Was it to show that bastard that he didn't need his fire? Was it to show his mother that her ice was all he needed? Would it even matter to her? They hadn't seen each other since the incident. At first, they told him to keep him away because she was sick. But Fuyumi and Natsuo had seen her; they told him she was getting better and that he should see her, but he never did. How could he live? Ice wouldn't save him; if he could generate a strong enough ice blast, the explosion may kill him. If not, leave him prone enough for his opponent to finish him off.

Fire, he had seen his father do it; a bigger fire blast would stop the other. He had seen his father do it when training some of his sidekicks. Fire was the answer; it would save his life. I realized the only way to live was fire, the most bitter thing. But he was still left with the question of why.

What did he want? He wanted to be a hero. He wanted to be a hero who would save people, someone greater than his father. He had sought the path of using only his ice to spite his father and shove it in his face. Would his father even care? The more he thought about it, the more he hated the taste of the bitter pill on his tongue. His father was stubborn, single-minded, and blinded by his anger.

Shoto was stubborn, single-minded, and blinded by his bitterness. His bitterness toward his father was going to kill him. Ice couldn't beat this boy alone; his opponent trained daily against a stronger ice user. But he didn't prepare against fire.

Shoto closed his eyes, and instead of death, he saw flame; his anger and bitterness fueled it, and it was ready to be released. With a mighty roar, he did just that.

Neito and Bondo rounded the corner and leaped back to cover as Shoto's fire collided with the Hellfire Flame. One was blood red, but Shoto's fire exploded in pure white, engulfing the red flame and causing his opponent to dive for cover. He was in shock, his mind desperately trying to find the next action, when some heavy and heard collided with the back of his head, and darkness took hold.

Toru stood over the unconscious villain; her body racked with pain from the burns and she stumbled to the side. She heard her name being called as Neito and Bondo were running towards her area. Neito was able to locate her. She felt relieved when he carefully reached her with coolness radiating from his hands. She saw him hesitate as he got closer; she could tell he was worried about touching her in the wrong spot. She gently moved his hand under her knees and pulled others under her shoulders. She had never had someone be so conscious of where they were grabbing her before.

-Mountain Zone-

Izuku gathered himself; the wound in his gut, while not deep, was enough to draw blood. His leg was bandaged, but it would hinder his movement. Momo was bleeding from the back, Set was down a hand, and Kyoka had an injured shoulder.

The Man-Spider was dangerous; he had a look in his eye that Izuku had been trained to recognize. He was here for blood and misery. He wouldn't stop killing them; his intentions were apparent with the hunger his eyes portrayed, and it was a hunger for all of them.

The Ninja glided as they moved, their blade behind them, skilled and trained. Eyes cold, focused on him. The dispassionate nature in their eyes told him this was business, that they didn't come here on some desire for death or for other things to sake some thirst; they came here to do one thing: kill. The way they looked at him made him think that the person they were there to kill was him.

"I got the Ninja; they seem hyper-focused on me," he told the girls. "Be careful of that man, he…"

"I know," was all Momo responded. A glow from her back produced some Machetes, "Aim for the joins on his legs. Her abdomen glowed, and Glaive Polearm came out; she took it in hand as Set and Kyoka grabbed the Machetes.

"OH YES. I love it when the struggle," he moaned. "Struggle hard with all you can; I want to see you break and submit to me." As he talked to small canisters looking like gas grenades were sticking out her back, Set and Kyoka immediately took them as Momo moved to engage.

Izuku advanced towards the Ninja, cautious, his staff at the ready. "Do you have a name?"

"I am Hitoshirezu," a cold, flat voice responded. Then everything around Izuku went dark.

Momo came in and took a swing towards one of the legs; as expected, he pulled it back and was able to balance on the others. Another came up and over to stab at her; she spun past it as Set came in behind her and, with great precision, was able to swing her bat at the hoof. Set smile when she heard it crack, he reared in pain.

Kyoka blasted him with a sonic attack, throwing him off balance further. The Man-Spider flailed wildly, the black ooze flying everywhere. Momo let out a cry as some landed on her thigh, and immediately, she felt it begin to burn and eat at the skin. Set panicked and pulled Momo back as Kyoka tried to press the advantage. Momo knew she had to get it off and created a piece of leather thigh armor on the spot she had been hit; as it came out of her leg, she could feel the ooze come off her skin and begin to eat the armor piece.

Kyoka swung the Machete, but unfortunately for her, she hit a solid part of the leg; while the villain did scream when it yanked back, the weapon was taken away from her. The sudden shift in balance knocked her to the ground; before she could scramble back to her feet, he reached down and pulled her into his embrace; she froze for a second as massive mandibles came out of his mouth. Her arms pinned, she took her jacks and plunged them as deep as she could into his eyes; his scream nearly knocked her out as he dropped her to the ground.

Momo and Set saw their opportunity and ran in, ready to rejoin the fray.

Izuku was surprised by the sudden darkness, but he quickly summarized that it had to be Hitoshirezu's quirk. Their name translated was Unseen. He tried to focus his hearing, but it wasn't fast enough to evade, but he did manage to deflect the blow, preventing it from being fatal. The sword had come at his side, and before it could bite too deep, he deflected it away with his staff. He rolled away, trying to create a mental map of his surroundings.

He spun his staff around himself and felt a clank where he suspected a part of the mountain was; he put his back to it, cutting off an avenue of attack. The sound of the girls fighting the Man-Spider was making this task difficult. Blind fighting had been particularly difficult for Izuku to learn, and he was no master at it. He heard the attack at the last possible second; he deflected the blade upwards and ducked low; he took a swing at where he hoped his opponent would be and caught nothing but air. But his opponent was not about to let him catch his breath. The sword sliced across his back; thankfully, his armor held. He repositioned himself, doing his best to steady the panic; Kyoka would have been able to take this villain down quickly with her hearing.

Izuku focused, shutting out what he could and listening for movement near him. Unseen, they were not silent; they had to move through dirt, and shifting earth under their feet made sound. Listen for the sound, he told himself. He heard it quickly, and his staff lashed out to deflect the blow; as he followed through, the black sword came to his hand in a deadly downward arc; at the last second, he twisted the blade so the flat came crashing down instead of the edge. He heard the scream as his sight returned. Nothing stopped the black blade, nothing he had encountered anyway. It cut through bone and flesh like a stick sliding into the water. He knew that this villain would be no more if he had continued with the blade.

Hitoshirezu's shoulder and collar bone shattered under the blow, and they crumpled to the ground as a round knob of the staff came crashing across their jaw breaking it; thankfully, they couldn't feel the pain unconscious.

The Man-Spider lunged at the haired girl, its two talon legs aiming to strain for her; when she didn't move, he smirked in triumph, surly when the others saw one of their dies, their will to fight would crumple. But his attack hit nothing but air; as Set split at the last second, dodging the attack, she pulled the pin and threw the canister. It exploded in the villain's face, the gas involved their head, and the agony began.

It burned; it was pure pain; he stumbled back, screaming as another canister exploded against his back legs. He didn't think the pain could intensify till he felt something cleave through one of those legs, sending him crumpling to the floor. He saw a leg twitching severed from his body; the girl with black hair whirled and swung her polearm again, taking off another of the spider limbs. His eyes felt like they were on fire and going to explode, and then the girl with the lobs came rushing in. The sweet kiss of unconsciousness was welcome at this point.

The girls looked at each other as Momo walked over, creating saline. She flushed the villain's eyes as the cuffs dropped out. Kyoka secured the villain. Afterward, Momo sat on a rock and devoured some calorie bars. Set ensured they hadn't missed anyone while Kyoka went and helped patch up Izuku's side. She smiled at her gratefully; the sounds of battle could still be heard. Werielly got to their feet and started moving towards the next zone.

-Windstorm Zone-

It was a massive free-for-all; Jurota was in the middle as the villains attempted to swarm him under. That meant they weren't protecting their flank. Yui, Fumi, and Koji made them pay. Dark Shadow snaked across the ground till it could take up position back to back with Jurota.

Fumi was not a fighter, but he could swing a baton provided to him by Yui. Koji's hardened look was not for show; he knew now was not the time to be peaceful, that they were fighting for their lives. Like the animals he loved, he had been backed into a corner, and he would not be timid.

Yui was a force of nature and tenacity. She threw some items on the ground and activated her quirk. Large concrete barricades sprang to life, throwing villains into the air. Those who turned on the girl wished they hadn't. When a villain landed what they felt was a devastating right cross, her bloody smile froze them in their place. They were apologizing as she descended upon them.

Dark Shadow raged alongside Jurota as the two were grabbing villains and throwing them aside or tearing into them; the ferocity of their attacks seemed to feed off the other as they physically demonstrated to these villains that they had made wrong choices in their lives, leading to this moment.

It was chaotic and messy, but in the end, the young heroes, though bruised, stood victorious; Yui looked at the boys.

"There are more of these bastards out there attacking our friends; I think we should go meet them and remind them why no one fucks with U.A.!" she yelled.

They raced to the next battle.

-The Front Door-

It landed with a thud, cracking the metal plates as it did so. It was the Monster; its unblinking eyes looked over and past everyone to Kurogiri. The students tensed; they knew what the beast had come for. Niren didn't even get to yell out anything other than move, as the best was by Mist's villain's side in an instant.

It trampled over its allies without a care or even seeming to notice that it had done so. Juro quickly activated his quirk as Pony fired her horns at the monster. The beast ignored the girl's attack; it did look curiously at its legs as they began to sink into the ground. Rieko tried to yank the beast, but it was too heavy; quickly, she pulled on its arms and lurched forward, its arms sinking into the softened ground.

Juzo immediately cut his quirk; Yose ran in and tagged the monster's legs, welding them to the ground; they surrounded the beast, reading themselves. They were woefully unprepared as the beast retched its arms free by tearing them off. It did the same to its legs as Juzo yelled for it to stop. The lack of any scream of pain would haunt Pony for years.

They stumbled back as the limbs began to regrow; Niren leaped in, swinging with all his might, activating his quirk; there was no effect. The beast swung, and by sheer luck, Niren dodged; Ochaco attacked, hoping to tag the best with her quirk. The beast turned to meet her attack, a monstrous downward punch coming towards her; she stumbled and fell. Reiko yanked with all her might, pulling the fist to the side; the impact left no doubt that Ochaco would have been turned to paste. She scrambled to her feet as the monster reached out to grab her.

"You will not touch her, you monster!" Sato roared as he leaped into the air, bringing a thunderous ax kick to the monster's shoulder area. Everyone's heart soared and fell instantly as there was no effect. Sato could kick off and land out of the monster's grasp.

In an instant, the monster was on them; Sato and Juzo were sent flying by a thunderous backhand that reverberated throughout the area. Pony tacked Reiko out of the way of another attack, but she didn't clear the blow completely, and the impact caught her leg, breaking it.

Ochaco swallowed her fear and ran in and tagged the monster on the back; as she slid under the thing's legs, desperately she tried to run. Niren threw a rock, pegging the monster in the head, gaining the thing's attention. Niren knew he was done for; he did his best to anticipate the things attacked, hoping to survive. He barely saw the fist coming for him; he was done for.

Suddenly, the word "BLOCK" appeared before him, stopping the blow. Niren saw Manga standing there, and he dropped to a knee. Yuga slid next to him, "Behold my twinkling light, you monster!" he yelled as his Navel Laser ripped forth, striking the beast. Again, joy was snatched as a portal opened, and the beast came flying back towards them; it was Sen's turn; he knocked the beast off course, sending it crashing off to the side. The Monster was up in an instant. It raised its massive hands over its head and slammed them down, creating a massive shockwave, sending debris flying everywhere and its opponents diving for cover. It ripped Kurogiri free and leaped back to the plaza.

-Forest Zone-

Sero, Shihai and Kinoko, emerged carefully from the underground into a ring of trees. The did their best to listen seeing if they were about to be attacked, but instead they could hear cries of distress, Kinoko took the lead moving cautiously as Sero limbed behind her, Shihai took to the shadows to cautiously scout ahead.

His sudden reappearance in front of his companions startled them. "We need to hurry Kosei is badly injured. He lead them forward, when the cam bursting through they were almost attacked by Ibara and Mezo, they saw Kosei lying on the ground holding his stomach that had more bandaging than they thought possible. Mina was against a tree shaking, they saw bandaging on her as well. They saw the Bear Villain and the way his head was at an unnatural angle and said nothing. They ran over to see what aid they could give their allies.

Kinoko created some mushrooms and handed them out, some had natural pain relief for Mina and Kosei, and she gave that had sweetness to them for Ibara and Mezo. She pulled Ibara aside and asked what had happened. To Ibara's credit she was able to give a description of the battle, she did falter at the Bear and when she told them what happened Kinoko understood.

Sero stood there for a moment concentrating before some tape started coming out. "It should be better to hold you together and it sterile…enough I think. Mezo we need to get a stretcher made up so we can transport him out of here. He need medical…"

Mezo nodded, thankful for something to do, Sero distributed some capture tape to Shihai whispering something to him.

"Mina we should make sure all the villains are secure can you help me with that," the pink skinned girl was able to nod as they moved off.

The sounds of battle continued off in the distance, they knew the attack was not over but they needed to get Kosei medical attention because if not then even if they survived they would be attending a funeral for sure.

Focusing on their tasks was a good way to get the forest group back and moving, soon they had Kosei loaded with Mezo and Sero carrying him and him using his extra appendages to help listen for any ambushes.

He was able to alert them before the trap was sprung. Shihai nodded and moved off, taking the first one by surprise, the other two didn't have a chance when Mina and Ibara descended upon them, their attack was brutal and quick. Though Kinoko noticed that Mina didn't use her quirk at all, and Ibara used it only at the beginning to pull the villain to her then not again.

Even they all lived through today, they would never be the same.

-The Plaza-

Tsu and Tetsu went to work making their way towards Vlad King, who was trying to get to Eraser Head, the Monster lifted the dazed and very angry Shigaraki to their feet.

"Stupid MOBS!" he roared. "I want them broken and bleeding before me you useless idiots! Nomu finish off the teachers!" he spat turning his attention to students. "Kirogiri bring in the reinforcements, time to die children."

More portals opened in the plaza as the villains' numbers were replenished. "Time to die children!" Shirgaraki roared as the battle began anew.