Bearticguy7: I'm currently brainstorming ideas for the Uchiko lab explorations, I really love that idea!

PhantomKnightPercival: I'm definitely going to focus on Izuku a bit more, and his relationship with Johnny, don't you worry!

jkgaming: Sentient stands probably, but most stands are just extensions of their users.

Balanced goose: Love it! It's perfect for a comedic chapter!

cjreeve404: Yeah, he has engaged in the dickery.

Euphoria: I think I'm going to have KyoJo come out slowly, basically, they aren't really going to tell people unless they are asked. As for Izuku...:)

Jddraign: Jotaro will be made aware of the situation, and as for DIO...well I'd be saying too much. As for Jolyne and Anasui...shhhhhhhh...

"IZUKU!" Johnny called into the night, worry etched onto his face. The One For All user had mysteriously disappeared, and he wasn't back in time for curfew. Johnny, in a fit of panic, had scrambled together the group to form a search party.

"Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse." Kyoka muttered.

"I'm sorry Kyoka..."

"No, it's fine." Kyoka stated, although it was painfully clear that she hadn't quite recovered from the incident with Kaminari earlier in the day. "Izuku's my friend...my mental health can wait."

"Under normal circumstances, that statement would give me a reason to be concerned." Momo said. "But Midoriya's life could be in danger, so I suppose it's acceptable for now."

"Stupid fucking Deku, dragging me out past my bedtime..." Bakugo was stewing. "He better be okay, I want to kill him MYSELF!"

"Do you want to know why I believed in him, despite him being quirkless?" Johnny asked the group, and all but one nodded. "It's because he was already a hero. There was this one moment in particular, when we were kids...I could never forget it, although I don't think he ever knew how important it was to me.

We were playing heroes on the playground, and Cummings came to pick me up. You see, You could tell when she was having a bad day because she would be EXTRA sweet, like, to the point where it's obvious it was fake. That's what she was doing, and Izuku knew I was going to have a rough rest of the day...so..." Johnny chuckled, clearly amused by the memory. "He made his stupid little All Might face, and just said: 'I'll be there.' Not 'I am here', but 'I'll be there.'"

"You knew he would be a hero...because he was already YOURS, right?" Gyro asked, and Johnny nodded. It became quite clear just how much the Joestar valued his childhood friend.

"We'll find him JoJo...he has to be okay, he just has to be." Momo consoled her friend.

Kyoka looked down at the ground as they continued walking down the street, passing by a couple of drunks. She was still pretty upset, and Izuku going missing not even three hours after than the Kaminari incident only added to that.

Then her earphone jacks picked up a set of footsteps that weren't there before. She turned her head, her tired and sore eyes scanning the area with vigilance.

"You good Kyoka?" Gyro asked, and Kyoka frowned. "I...I think someone was following us...maybe..."

"Everyone, remain on high alert."

"It could've been my imagination...I'm not exactly in peak condition at the moment..."

"Kyoka..." Johnny said, finally noticing the state she was in. He had been so preoccupied with Izuku, he had forgotten that his girlfriend wasn't emotionally stable. "Maybe...you should rest, have someone wait with you..."

"I'm finding Izuku." Kyoka shut him down. "I can cry again later...right now, he's more important. I won't rest until I do...you aren't the only one who cares about him."

"I know...it's just, you've already had a rough day, and...I'm worried about you too."

Kyoka reached out and grabbed Johnny's hand, and they began walking together. "I'll be fine with you."

"Can we stop talking about goopy shit and find Deku already?! I get it, the dumbass didn't respect your damn privacy, but that doesn't fucking matter right now." Bakugo said. "We can kill him later."

"Are you actually angry on her behalf?" Momo asked, taken aback.

"...a little bit, don't make a big deal about it."

Kyoka looked behind her and have Bakugo a half-hearted smile, silently thanking him. Bakugo just gave her a brief nod. Truthfully, a bizarre friendship had formed between them, undoubtedly as a result of playing together in the 1A band.

Then her earphone jacks picked up the sound again. "We are DEFINITELY being followed..."

"I suggest we get in a circle formation, that way they can't take us by surprise." Momo suggested, and the group followed suit.

*POOF!*

"WHAT THE SHIT?!"

The whole group had suddenly been enveloped in a giant pink cloud, and a man wearing a magician's outfit stepped out and took an extravagant bow, twirling his mustache, followed by a stand in a similar outfit, except it had a giant hat for a head.

"HELLO EVERYONE! I AM THE GREAT STOMBOLLI, AND THIS IS MY STAND, THE GREAT PRETENDER!" The magician said with a perfect stage voice. "PREPARE TO BE SHOCKED, MYSTIFIED, AND FLABBERGASTED AS I CHALLENGE YOUR PERCEPTION OF REALITY AS YOU KNOW IT!"

"I'm not mystified, just pissed." Johnny responded.

"Mmm...strombolli..." Gyro began to drool as his mind immediately went to food.

"Is that a food?"

"It's like...an inside out pizza."

"Great Gyro, now I'm depressed, worried, AND hungry." Kyoka said.

Strombolli danced around the group, seemingly oblivious to their hostility, before coming to a stop in front of Momo. "Ah, what a beautiful face you have there, so delicate, it reminds me of a rose!"

"Sir, please stop."

Strombolli grinned and spun over to Kyoka. "And who could forget such an alluring violet? Such mystery, and yet beauty..." He attempted to stroke Kyoka's chin, only to find his wrist being crushed in a vice grip.

"Oh! The VIOLET has the thorns!"

"Today isn't a good day to pull shit like that, PAL." Kyoka said, her eye twitching. "I suggest you LEAVE."

Strombolli leaned forward, and frowned. "Oh, your eyes...it makes sense, the violet would be weepy..."

"Am I allowed to kill him?" Kyoka asked the group, and Johnny gave her a thumbs up, only for Momo to smack it back down. "Guess not...I'll have to settle for maiming you instead."

"I would leave, but you haven't let go of my arm...unless I have managed to charm you after a-"

Kyoka pulled him in and drove her knee right into his balls, and the magician keeled over.

"DEEEAAUAAGH!"

"Ooooh, right in the pisser." Gyro said, wincing.

"THAT'S IT!" Strombolli said, in a rather high pitch. "THE GREAT PRETENDER!"

The group was once again enveloped in the smoke.

"Ugh...huh?"

Izuku groaned as he found himself tied to a chair, sitting in a dark room, the only source of light coming from black candles. He became aware that he was sitting in the middle of a pentagram.

Creepy... Izuku thought as he simply just snapped the ropes that were binding his wrists, and took a look around. There was a door on the other side of the room, with a combination lock attached to a keyboard.

Am I in an escape room?

Suddenly, a speaker above Izuku crackled to life. "Welcome...Izuku Midoriya...to the last day of your life. I am the Necromancer...and I have prepared a long, grueling maze for you."

"You're the guy Valentine has to defeat..."

"He will be joining me, boy. I decided to select a member of your little motley group at random, to send a message to the others...and you're my lucky contestant! Your death will dissuade them from pursuing me further...and my president will be freed from his chains!"

Izuku put a finger to his chin. "SothisguyhasaconnectiontoValentineclearlyhewassomesortofemployeeorservantmaybeasoldier-"

"SHUT UP! *sigh* look, you aren't completely without hope. I have put together a series of puzzles, and should you solve them, you increase your chances of survival."

"So...this is just Saw?"

"...no..."

"I don't know, it seems like Saw to me."

"It's not Saw, my puzzles and traps are completely original!"

"But it's the same concept."

"IT'S NOT SAW! *sigh* calm down...don't lose control...I forgot to mention, you AREN'T ALONE. One of my...PETS...is in there with you, and he has a craving for ASPARAGUS!"

"I identify as a broccoli."

"...you are much more of an asshole than the Izuku Midoriya I've heard of."

"I'm pretty sure my friends are corrupting me."

"Well, you know what...they won't be able to corrupt you further. I'M RELEASING MY NEWEST CREATION! BEHOLD, JOFOE!"

"Jo...Foe?"

A loud roar echoed throughout the building, and a large crack appeared in the wall opposite to the door. Something was trying to break in...

Quickly, Izuku rushed over to the door and charged up One For All.

"NOPE! No quirks! You break down that door, I will release every single monster I have created into that building...could you survive a zombie hoard, Izuku Midoriya?"

Izuku gritted his teeth. If those zombies were anything like Acid King...

He powered down and grimaced, as the monster on the other side of the wall continued to pound away. He began looking around the room, desperate for a clue for the passcode.

Then he remembered, he was sitting in a pentagram.

It has to be five digits! Izuku realized, and the color of the candles was black, and what was the color black commonly associated with?

Izuku realized that the passcode had to be a five letter word, so he typed in DEATH.

The door opened, and Izuku threw himself out the door just as the monster broke through, and he quickly slammed the door shut. The monster slammed against the door, but was suddenly electrocuted. Izuku was glad he didn't keep his hands on the door, or he would have shared in the monster's misery.

It turned it's rotten face towards Izuku, it's empty eye sockets staring at him from the window. What little face it had looked...familiar.

"Well, aren't you a little escape artist? You may proceed to the next room, but just know I will eventually release JoFoe from that one...let's hope you can solve the next one just as fast...because you have a time limit."

Izuku frowned. He knew that if he used One For All, the Necromancer would just kill him...

But his power wasn't what defined him, it was his brain. The same brain that Johnny praised at the Sports Festival. He would solve the puzzles and play along with the Necromancer's unoriginal game...

For now...

Bakugo coughed as he swatted at the pink smoke. "You just *cough* had to piss the guy off, didn't you Ears?"

"I'm not in a good state of mind right now...sorry *cough* I hope this shit isn't poisonous."

The smoke faded away, and Bakugo frowned. Strombolli and Great Pretender were nowhere to be seen.

Neither were their teammates.

"That bastard separated us!"

"Of course he did, there's no way he would've stood a chance against all of us at once." Kyoka stated, scratching her head. "We need to take this fucker out before someone gets hurt."

"PERHAPS I CAN HELP!"

They both turned around to find All Might in his buff form. "What in the...? HOW?!"

"HOW INDEED YOUNG BAKUGO? COME, I SAW THE OTHERS THIS WAY!"

Bakugoinitially took a step forward, but Kyoka held out a hand to stop him. "He's been in buff form for a little too long...don't you think?"

"But it's All Might..."

"No, I don't think it is. Think about it...you and Izuku both...admired him, right?"

"Don't be ridiculous, it's me! I entrusted you both with One For All. Remember when you and young Midoriya had that fight, and I had to break it up?"

Bakugo frowned. "He remembers the damn fight, it has to be All Might."

"Or a stand...what is the first thing you said to me when we first talked about One For All?" Kyoka asked, suspicious.

"Be wary, Young Jiro, this is one of the most important secrets in the world, this must not get out to anyone."

Kyoka frowned. "Why are you in your buff form? I thought it was too much for you to handle."

"Let's just say I was given the opportunity to help you! All Might is back! Now you won't have to blame yourself for my retirement anymore, Young Bakugo!"

Kyoka's eyes widened, and she turned to Bakugo to find a tear going down the explosive teen's face. She immediately understood, The Great Pretender was doing what it's name implied, pretending, and it was manipulating Bakugo's guilt for supposedly ending his idol.

Kyoka turned to glare at Fake-Might, before pointing an amplifier at it. "Maybe you should've tried manipulating ME first...because I know DAMN well All Might is still injured."

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING EARS?!" Bakugo grabbed her wrist and began to wrestle with her. Kyoka put a hand on Bakugo's face and tried to push him away. "It's MANIPULATING YOU!"

"NO!"

Fake-Might's smile grew wider, before suddenly turning into Johnny while Kyoka was distracted. "What the hell are you two doing?!"

Kyoka looked back. "Johnny?! Help me out over here!"

"Johnny" stepped in and separated the two. "Jesus Christ Katsuki...now you're assaulting my girlfriend? On today of all days?"

"SHE WAS ABOUT TO ATTA-...huh?"

Johnny frowned. "Honestly Katsuki...I don't know why I still keep you around."

Bakugo flinched.

"Are you okay Kyoka?"

"Yeah...listen, it wasn't Bakugo's fault, that stand was..." Kyoka froze. "Copying someone he admired...Johnny, you're YOU, right?"

"Why wouldn't I be me? Are you okay?" Johnny put a hand to her cheek. "Maybe it's best if we just...move on, and keep an eye out for anything suspicious...you've had a really stressful day today..."

Kyoka squinted her eyes, and her eyebrows connected in worry. "Johnny, I love you, and the last thing I want to do is distrust you..."

Johnny leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "You won't have to...just have faith."

"Have...faith..." Kyoka said, and she took Johnny's hand. "Yeah...I need to have faith."

"Ears, wait." Kyoka turned to see Bakugo had a hand out. "If what you said earlier was true...we can't take the risk. You are vulnerable right now...after what lightning bitch did to you..."

"Katsuki...are you trying to make Kyoka distrust me? This is how the enemy is going to win, you fucking idiot!"

"And now do I know you aren't the enemy?" Bakugo pointed a gauntlet at Johnny. "Ears, get the fuck away from him."

Kyoka looked from Johnny to Bakugo, and the tears from earlier were starting to come back. "I don't know what to do... what if he ISN'T? I don't want to hurt him..."

"Kyoka, don't listen to him, he isn't making any sense."

"But the stand..."

"EARS! I WAS WRONG! THIS THING IS FUCKING WITH YOU!"

Johnny pulled her in close. "I'm the REAL DEAL KATSUKI!"

"EARS! I'M ASKING YOU TO TRUST ME!"

"I...I..."

"JIRO!"

Kyoka closed her eyes and pushed Johnny away from her. "KYOKA?!"

BOOM!

An explosion knocked The Great Pretender off it's feet, and the stand flew off. Kyoka fell to her knees, horrified that the stand had taken advantage of her trust in her boyfriend, especially after she was the one who caught onto it in the first place. "You've got to be kidding me..."

Bakugo let out the breath he had been holding, and sank to the ground. "Ears...are you...?"

"I'm really being put through the wringer today, huh? First Kaminari, then Izuku goes missing...and now...I can't even trust anybody...WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?!"

Bakugo watched as Kyoka broke down, laying in a fetal position. From being taken advantage of, to being emotionally manipulated, she was having a really shitty day. He didn't exactly know why he did what he did...

But he reached out to comfort her, putting a hand on her shoulder. Kyoka flinched from the sudden contact, and her puffy eyes grew wide with shock, unable to believe that Katsuki Bakugo, of all people, was trying to console her.

"W-why?"

"I-I'm not sure...I just feel...like I should. You are having one of the shittiest days of your life, and...I don't know..."

Kyoka sat up, wiping her eyes. "It's called empathy...I'm surprised that you have it, in a good way."

"...what do we do now? We can't trust anyone with that stand running around."

"We can trust each other." Kyoka said, standing up. "If we catch it in the act of manipulating someone else..."

"We can attack it." Bakugo finished. He looked down to find that Kyoka was offering him her hand. Despite being emotionally unstable...she was still strong.

Bakugo fought back a smile as he took it. "LET'S KICK THIS GUY'S ASS!"

Izuku deadpanned as the sound of liquid being poured into a glass came out of the speakers.

"Ahhh...OH! Sorry, I was just pouring a drink to celebrate your impending demise, do you like pina coladas?"

"And getting caught in the rain?"

"...I see you know the song."

"Kyoka is making me cultured."

"She's making you an ASSHOLE. Ugh...anyway...as you can see, this room is lined with several small panels..."

Izuku looked around, and sure enough there were small mechanical doors lining the room.

"To your left is a cabinet, and inside is a timer. Should the timer reach zero...all the doors will open and my ZOMBIE BEES will eat you all the way down to the bone!"

"Zombie bees?!"

"ZOMBIE BEEEEEEES!" The Necromancer announced, followed by organ music. Clearly, this villain had a flair for the dramatic. "They kill INDISCRIMINATELY! Even I am not safe from them! would also like to remind you that JoFoe is still at large...He could catch up with you at any time!"

Izuku walked up to the cabinet and found a lock. Knowing that the key would be hidden somewhere inside the room, he began scouring the room, before realizing the Necromancer's twisted trick.

The key was with the bees. It was in one of the compartments, and if he opened the wrong one, he would die.

Luckily, Izuku had an idea.

He went to each door, knocking, and when he heard a buzz he immediately backed off. Eventually, he found one that was hollow, and used brute strength to rip the door off.

"...You didn't even use your fucking quirk..."

"All Might used to make me carry him while we were training, a little door is nothing." Izuku said, taking the key and inserting it into the cabinet.

*CRASH!*

"DIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!"

JoFoe was back...and shouting...DIO? Izuku shuddered at the scream, and was even more disturbed by what the scream entailed. Quickly, he scrambled to disable the timer as the thumping grew louder.

"DIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo!"

Izuku finally just decided to smash the timer.

"Oh yes...the Neanderthal method!" The Necromancer commented. He was also playing this warped orchestra as background music, for some reason.

Izuku managed to get through the next door just as JoFoe broke into the room. Once again, the empty eye sockets were trained on him, but Izuku had finally gotten a better look at the zombie.

It had a Joestar birthmark.

It's long, shaggy blue hair fell around it's face...and now that Izuku looked at it...It was like Johnny's face had gone through a meat grinder. This was a Joestar...

Someone was messing with his childhood friend's family, just as...

"You were responsible for Acid King...weren't you? Ashido's grandfather...do you know how much you HURT her?!"

"It's a MESSAGE. Besides, Hol Horse got that one killed."

"Hol Horse was a good man with a terrible partner. Your zombies aren't as good as you think they are...and I think you oughta see that for yourself."

"My...you are ANGRY! Is this because I am perverting your childhood friend's ancestor? His namesake? Jonathan Joestar belongs to ME now...as will the rest of his bloodline."

"NO! HOW DARE YOU MESS WITH MY FRIEND! He is a BROTHER TO ME, and I won't let you FUCK with his family!"

"...did you just say fuck?..."

"Yeah! Yeah I did! Look what you made me do!"

"I...I never expected that from you..."

"My friends gave me the confidence to say the f-word, and now I'm gonna say it...FUCK YOU!"

"FUCK YOU!"

" NO, FUCK YOU!"

"I'M BEING CUSSED OUT, BY THE MOST INNOCENT FUCKING CINNAMON ROLL I HAVE EVER LAID EYES ON! HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?!"

"YOU'VE GONE AND MESSED WITH JOJO'S FAMILY, I TOOK THAT PERSONALLY!"

Izuku sucked in air. I was joking about them corrupting me earlier...

Oh no.

I'm turning into JoJo.

Johnny sneezed.

"Bless you." Gyro said as they searched for the others.

"Thank you...I just felt...PRIDE...for some reason...oh well."

"I can't believe that stand user split us up...I hope Kyoka and Bakugo are okay." Momo said.

"WE ARE!"

Kyoka and Bakugo came from around the corner of a building, startling the others. "Kyoka! Thank...have you been crying again?!" Johnny asked.

"I'm sorry JoJo...but until I know it's really you...I can't trust you."

"What? Is this guy...posing as US?" Johnny looked around at both Gyro and Momo, who both just shrugged.

"He's posing as people we admire...he almost got me with All Might." Bakugo explained. "This fucker could be posing as any one of us."

Johnny furrowed his brow, and slowly turned to Gyro. "Now that you mention it...it's pretty odd how we couldn't find you for a while there..."

"Awww you admire me, Johnny?"

"Gyro...if you really are him...I'm serious...how do I know it's you?"

"And how do I know it's you?" Gyro shot back. "You could just be the stand trying to deflect blame on me."

"It could even be YaoMomo. We all know that she is admirable."

Momo would've normally been flustered by such a comment, but she was currently pointing a bo staff at her friends. "We can't tell them apart...how can we be sure we aren't hitting the real deal?"

"The Johnny that I had to deal with tried to seduce me...they will be EXTRA manipulative." Kyoka said, drawing her sword. "I'm sorry, if you're the real Johnny...but I can't be sure until this guy is exposed."

"I understand...although...I don't think you have to worry about that...if you're the real Kyoka that is."

"Huh?!" Kyoka turned to find a mirror image of herself. The Great Pretender had impersonated HER, and now her friends had to decide which Kyoka to attack.

The Kyokas pointed their earphone jacks at each other. "WHAT THE HELL?!" They both yelled.

Johnny pointed a nail bullet. "The Great Pretender was none of us! It was waiting until we distrusted each other to make it's move...and now..."

The full realization hit Johnny like a truck. The real Kyoka was essentially a hostage.

"Which one is the real her? How can we tell?"

"Guys, please...I've had enough bullshit for one day. I'M the real one, I promise."

"NO! It's doing the whole manipulation thing again, trying to sway you to it's side, don't fall for it!"

"How could this day get any worse?"

"Johnny, help me out!"

"Don't make him do this!"

"No." Johnny interrupted the Kyokas. "I think it HAS to be me. I'm the person who Kyoka trusts the most...say something Kyoka would say!"

"You're an idiot." Both Kyokas replied.

"Dammit! What is-"

"It's no use JoJo...it has my memories..."

Johnny frowned and turned away. "Well...then I guess I have no choice then...whichever one of you is the real Kyoka...I'm sorry. I love you more than anything...and I'd hate to lose you...but right now Izuku's life could be at stake...so..."

Johnny activated nail bullets on both hands. "I'm gonna have to shoot BOTH OF YOU."

"W-what? You can't be serious...Johnny...after everything that has happened to me today, are you going to BETRAY me on top of it?!"

"I'll do what I must...if it's what is necessary." Johnny said.

"WAIT! JOJO, I LOVE YOU, I-"

Johnny whipped around, and one Kyoka flinched...

The other just smiled at him, a smile that Johnny returned. "There you are..."

Johnny proceeded to shoot out the flinching Kyoka's kneecaps, and it crumpled to the ground, revealing a wounded Strombolli. "How...how did you guess it was me?!"

"You can fake her personality, her memories...but the real Kyoka TRUSTS ME. She knows I'd never sacrifice her. You spent this whole night trying to get us to distrust each other...but it was trust that beat you...ironic." Johnny took Kyoka's hand and smiled. "You can't fake that!"

"That was pretty clever, JoJo."

Strombolli attempted to crawl away, but Bakugo stepped on his hand. "You think you can just fuck with us, huh?! And get away with it?!"

Gyro cracked his knuckles, smiling while his hat cast a shadow over his eyes. "I don't know about you all, but I want a crack at him."

"That guy manipulated me, he's mine!" Kyoka said, while Strombolli began quivering in fear as the group began to close in on him.

"Now now, let's negotiate this, shall we?" Momo said, glaring at Strombolli from underneath her bang. "How about we all take turns?"

"I'm game. Who goes first? Rock Paper Scissors?" Johnny inquired, as Tusk Act 4 began cracking each knuckle one by one.

"I think Ears should go first." Bakugo said, stepping aside with a grin. "Although you better save some for me!"

"What a gentleman." Kyoka said, smiling. "Alright buddy...you ready to see this violet's thorns?"

Strombolli proceeded to piss himself.

"Welcome to the final room, Izuku Midoriya...I've been looking forward to this..."

Izuku looked around, he was in a giant circular room with a balcony up above. From the balcony, a shape emerged, and the Necromancer himself stood above Izuku, holding the Necronomicon in his left hand.

Izuku shuddered at the sorcerer's ghastly appearance, as the goat skull stared down at him with contempt. The Necromancer noticed this, and the bones he had for a face shifted into a smile, making gross crackling sounds, much to Izuku's disgust.

"Well...we finally meet face to face..."

"You have a lot to answer for."

"And who's going to make me answer for them, you? I have to admit, it has been quite fun matching wits with you, you're very bright for your age...but this ends now."

"I will survive your final test, just as I survived the others. As terrifying as you are...I won't back down."

"You misunderstand. This is not a test...this is an EXECUTION." The Necromancer sneered. "Did you really think you had any hope of surviving?"

"W-what?!"

"All those tests were for NOTHING! I never intended for there to be an escape route, I was just screwing with you! You actually thought you could escape, OH how unbearably NAIVE of you!"

"You're wrong."

"Huh?"

"I CAN escape...I haven't been completely following your rules, you see..."

Izuku pulled out a bunch of wire, and the Necromancer's jaw fell clean off. "You...didn't actually disable...the timer..."

"Nope. Those bees are on their way as we speak, and with the knocking I was doing on their cages, I'd imagine they are quite angry."

The Necromancer took a step back. "You're forcing ME to escape, so you can FOLLOW ME! I never should have told you they kill everything, DAMN! You are one clever bastard Izuku Midoriya...but I'm afraid you will be too preoccupied to escape in time!"

" DIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooOoooooOooOoOO! "

"Oh no..." Izuku turned around to find JoFoe slowly approaching him. Two gaping moves in the zombie's neck produced black tentacles, which began trying to pull Izuku in.

"I get you've seen enough hentai to know where this is going!" The Necromancer quipped, pressing a button in the wall. "Goodbye Izuku Midoriya...I hope it's painful." With that, he slipped through the doorway.

Izuku finally used his quirk, ripping a tentacle right out of JoFoe's neck. The zombie screamed and rushed him, but Izuku proved too fast, dancing around JoFoe as the zombified Joestar swung it's powerful arms in a vain attempt to catch him.

Izuku jumped onto the ceiling and plunged downwards, hitting the zombie with an axe kick. "MANCHESTER SMASH!"

The zombie staggered back as Izuku landed. He had left a dent in it's head, but JoFoe didn't seem to care. "DIIIIIOOOOOOOOooooooo!"

The zombie suddenly caught Izuku by the throat mid-jump, and began pummeling him with a series of powerful consecutive blows.

"SUNNNNLIGH YELLA OVERDRIIIIIFFFFF"

"GYAAAAH!" Izuku cried out as he was smacked by the final punch, sliding across the floor. Izuku suddenly heard buzzing, and looked down the hallway as the zombie bees made their way towards him. He looked at the bees, and then at a charging JoFoe...

And proceeded to sidestep JoFoe, tripping the zombie straight into the bees. The bees began swarming around JoFoe, tearing away it's flesh, it's muscles, until there was nothing but bones...and then the bones turned to dust.

By that time, Izuku had already went through the exit, and sealed it behind him just as the bees thudded against it. Izuku dashed through the hall, smashed through the exit...

Into the crisp, clean night air.

He had survived.

As soon as Izuku found his friends, Johnny had crushed him in a hug, followed by everyone else except Bakugo.

"Wow, it's okay guys, I'm okay!"

"You fucking idiot...do you have any idea how much you scared me?" Johnny asked, and Izuku lowered his head.

"Sorry..."

"Oi Deku."

"Yes Kaachan?"

"You better have at least kicked ass, or I'll kick yours."

Izuku smiled. "Don't worry, I definitely kicked ass."

"Did he just say 'ass'?" Kyoka asked.

"We're ruining him." Gyro stated.

"I said the f-word earlier."

Johnny gasped. "The haircut, the swear words? I'm LOSING HIM!" Johnny grabbed Gyro's shirt and began shaking the Italian. "I'M LOSING HIM!"

"JoHnnY tHis is YouR FaUlT! You're A TerrIblE iNFluEnce!"

"Yare yare daze...I'm glad you're okay Izuku...beside the fact that you've clearly been roughed up a bit. I'm sure you have quite a story to tell us."

Izuku nodded, and turned to Johnny. "Can you...make sure Valentine is there to hear it? The person who kidnapped me was...the Necromancer...I met him."

Johnny went pale. "Sure...sure, I can do that..."

"JoJo?"

"Izuku...that guy has power equivalent to the Saint's Corpse...you're lucky to be alive right now..."

"Well, I managed to outsmart him."

"I don't think you understand just how close you were to a horrible death, Izuku..."

Izuku frowned and looked back towards the building he had escaped from. "Maybe you're right...we need to destroy that building as soon as possible...the things that the Necromancer can create..."

Izuku shuddered.

Credit for The Great Pretender goes to AshenOne.