Number 4, now starting. I swear, this is going much faster than anticipated.
None the less, I hope you all read my stuff and enjoy it, and will tell me if you'd prefer me to do anything differently, as I aim to please.
None the less, we now approach a pressing moment in my tale of the quirk filled world.
A mysterious and dangerous stranger has appeared, but what will they do, and what will the students do in response?
What is happening with Malek, and why does it seem like these mysterious villains are after him?
If I gave you all the answers at once, well, this wouldn't be entertaining, now would it?
In any case, please leave a review of my work as i want to know how many people are actually reading this stuff, and those without profiles? Yes, you can as well.
In any case, I'll tell you all something. There is one quite popular song by Creedence Clearwater Revival, which mentions a kind of vine.
But i can't use it here because it goes against my policy. NO GRAPES!
Let's get back to it...

Chapter 4: Preparations for the Arena

(Location: Unknown)
We once again are in the dark room, with the table seen before, the silhouettes around. However, there was some new figures, these illuminated by the light of the roof lamp. Both had a purplish theme to their clothing, seeming like almost mirror images except for very small details, having purple hoods and sashes of the same colour here and there, the rest black. The most notable difference between the two was that one had a sort of purple face mask, covering their mouth, and the other wore black gloves, tugging on one slightly.
The one with gloves spoke, a clear American accent "So who we bringing to you this time "B"? Some poor girl who doesn't know her true power?" she queried, a sense of boredom clear. The white gloves once again appeared, one reaching out "Not quite. Brother, the files" the Russian voice asked, as the thin hands threw a pair of brown envelopes over. The gloved woman picked them up and opened them "I see, but why are they targets but unpowered?" she asked in curiosity. The other just looked them over, analysing them thoroughly. "They both have links to our target, one is seen by him often, the other appears to be close to him. This means that we have two possible tools instead of one" the Russian replied eloquently. The one with gloves smirked as the other nodded "So you've cornered him, finally. I get it now." The white gloves crossed their fingers "Yes, we have. Any further questions?". "Only when do we start?" the gloved one asked. "Effective immediately...Degasi Sisters" the Russian replied as the two walked into the darkness.

(Maleks room)
The students looked at the petrifying being before them, some activating their quirks, others (Mineta) moving behind the fighters. The thing stood still, though, gazing over at them.
"Forget what you have seen...while you can" its voice hissed. "Not happening, Jackass!" Bakugo commenting, smirking at his as he swung his arm towards the enemy, blast ready "TAKE THIS!" The figure took a deep breath and shouted, his cry shaking the room, echoing and emanating through each of them, like it pierced their minds. Bakugo was knocked back by its shear force. Todoroki stepped forward, sending a line of ice towards the intruder. They, in turn, countered it with an intense fireball, shocking them, and getting Deku's mind to work. "How can he have a sonic quirk and a fire quirk? Is he a new kind of Nomu?" he pondered as the group were forced back, leaving Deku with little choice. "Detroit...SMASH!" he shouted as he shot forward, sending his foot into the intruders gut. He was unmoved, but leaned over, coughing blood "I see...impressive" they hissed. "We aren't budging!" Kirishima decreed as the rest got into fighting stances. "Very well" they said as they let out a piercing shreek, knocking the others to the ground and stunning them.
Next they looked, the stranger was gone, leaving his damage and destuction to them. "What the hell was that?" Mineta asked. "I don't know, but I can only think of one thing now" Deku replied. "All For One" Bakugo added, Deku nodding. "That couldn't have been him though" Todoroki disagreed "he's locked up in Tartarus." Deku began thinking again, until he made a choice. "Let's sleep tonight, and sort this out tomorrow" he decided, the others nodding and eventually splitting off to go to their rooms.

(Next morning)
The students eventually woke up and reported the incident, trying their best to relax into the morning. After some time, the group were settled down while Maleks room was cleaned.
Malek eventually returned and went up "What The Hell Happened To My Room!?" he shouted, the others groaning in unison. He stormed down and looked them over, now looking puzzled. "What killed all of you overnight?" he queried. "Some guy who caught us in your room" Kirishima answered, massaging the sides of his head. "What did he have? A deafening quirk?" Malek asked. "Yeah, that was one of them" Kaminari added, fluffy earmuffs over his ears. "He had multiple quirks?" he stressed "How?" Deku slowly rose "We don't know, but All for One is involved. "Jesus!" Malek stated, sitting down. "And we also know why your so unfriendly" Uraraka added. "Then you hacked my computer" he groaned, leaning back "so you know why I won't be nice?". "Yeah" Sero replied "But that won't stop us" Tokoyami added. "I'm sorry? What?" Malek stated "Don't you see you're in grave danger if you do this?!" Bakugo walked over, glaring. "We're always in danger, you idiot" he punched his shoulder lightly "Stop being a pity party and open up." For a moment, Malek was silent as the grave, until he started chuckling. The others looked over, only to see him raise his head, laughing with tears in his eyes "I suppose I'll have to het used to it, having people who care" he chuckled, wiping his tears away.

Eventually, the group got dressed and went to homeroom, where Aizawa was surprised by the now cheerful monstrous fighter. He then looked over the others and returned to normal.
"Today, you will need to select our class representative for the upcoming tournament" he sighed. "Mister Aizawa? How many students will actually be fighting?" Kaminari asked. "There will be one student from each class in UA, plus representatives from some other schools" he replied "these others will be representing their whole schools, so choose carefully.". "I think we should choose Malek" Deku state, making the aformentioned person almost fall over. "W-what? Why?" he asked with a stutter. Iida and Momo took it from there. "We have all had our moments to shine in the sports festival, so it's time for you to show yourself" Iida stated. "Plus you seem to enjoy strong opponents, so think on it" Momo added. As he did just that, more of the others agreed with the class rep and vise rep. "It seems our choice is clear" Aizawa pointed at Malek "Are you ready to show what class 1A can do, Mr Pyro?" Malek slowly stood up, looked at his hand and clenched it "I'll show all of China and the rest of the world just what I can do!" he declared, the others looking at him with determined eyes.
As the day continued, Maleks cheerfulness seemed to remain, becoming more active in class, and more supportive in training, seeming like he was once again a new man.

In the evening, the students were all relaxed, simply watching TV or chatting with friends or anything else they wanted, until a knock came on the door, getting the others attention.
"That can't be the pizza guy, its way too soon" Kirishima stated "Hey, who's there?" he called over. "Hey, urgent mail delivery to a mister Katsuki Bakugo and a mister Malek Pyro..." they called from the door. "Huh...that's strange" Malek thought out loud, before Bakugo opened the door, staring the delivery man down "Mail...Now!" The man nervously handed over two letters, and Bakugo slammed the door in his face, chucking his over. "You really are cold, arent you?" he sighed as he opened his up. "What do they say?" Kaminari queried, being met with the hateful eyes of the exploding child. "It says...
My dearest Malek You don't know me, but I know you, and I'm dying to be more aquainted with you. Please come to the Miranda's Prize Catch restaurant as soon as you read this, and don't bother being fancy.
Sincerely An Admirer"
he finished up the note with a mixture of a surprise and a confused tone. The others looked to Bakugo, who nodded "Mine's the exact same" he snarled "This shit is too suspicious." Malek raised his hand "Give yours to me." Bakugo handed his letter over, and in a blurr, he reduced them to shreds.

"I suggest you have a form of bug on, so we know what's happening" Momo recommended "if you actually plan on going, that is". "If we don't show up, whoever this is will find some other way to catch up with us" the British teen replied. "you arent worried at all?" Toru questioned, before Kirishima interrupted "of course not. He's got Bakugo". "Oh, yeah, sure. I feel safer already" he sighed, chuckling under his breath "I've dealt with this kind of thing a few times, I know what to do". "What Was That?!" Bakugo shouted, but Malek ignored. "You guys need to do something, if you are going" Deku informed, standing up. A puzzled look took over as he turned his attention to the green haired boy "And whats that?". "Watch each others backs. You've got no idea who you're dealing with, so stay on your toes" he stated. Malek sighed as te explosive boy snarled "he can watch his own back. I don't need any help". "I'll keep an eye on him, Midorya, dont worry" Malek answered "Momo, could you make two audio bugs, please?" She nodded and started on it already, taking about five seconds thanks to her quirk. "Well then, I think we're done here, lets head out" Malek sighed, grabbing his bug. He looked around, seeing nervous faces around the room, providing a thumbs up "don worry. We'll be fine". "Be careful, will ya, big guy?" Kaminari asked Bakugo, trying to lighten the mood, being met with "I Can Handle Myself Just Fine!"

Malek patted Bakugou on the shoulder "Lets get this show on the road!" he stated with gusto. The explosion user simply growled and pushed away from him, grabbing his bug. "Both of you!" Kirishima called over "if either of you get tricked...we won't let you live it down!" he smiled weakly. Malek nodded as the two left, heading to who knows what.

(Miranda's Prize Catch)
The exterior seemed like a normal restaurant, a few little tables, no guards, quite welcoming even. "Huh, looks pretty normal. Lets head in" Malek stated. Bakugou responded by shooting him a glare and walking in, angry as usual. He sighed as she followed him "Gosh, you're no fun" he sighed, earning another glare. Inside, there was a decent size space, with many tables and chairs, but only one was occupied, by an individual. Malek chuckled a bit "now this was more predictable than I thought it would be. Classy, but predictable.". Bakugo went straight over and sat down, the figure waving him over. "Secret admirer, eh?" he reluctantly obeyed as she went over and took a seat. The person began in a low, feminine voice "I imagine I don't need to keep up the "biggest fan" sharade, now do I, dear Malek?" "I think we'd both prefer if you didn't, Victoria. What do you want" Malek answered. "Money, power, jewelery, anything an independant woman wants, but in the mean time..." offered a small shot of whiskey "...you would do" she stated, running her finger round the rim. He nudged it back "I don't drink anymore, not sure how we can help your situation as we both know I'm not going with you willingly?" Bakugou grabbed the glass and downed it surprisingly quickly, earning a snarl from Malek "Blockhead!". Victoria chuckled "That was much easier than I expected" she slowly clenched her fist, and the moment she gripped hard, Bakugo gripped his head, shouting "What The Hell Is This!?" He stoood up abruptly "Let him go, if you know what's good for you". However, his head would immediately be flooded by a single word "Submit" echoing over and over again in his mind.

he kneeled on the floor, snarling fiercely "I suppose...Clarissa is here...then..." Victoria slowly walked to the two, showing herself as a woman in black and purple, with fingerless gloves, as a second woman appeared. "You see, Mr Bakugo, you are suffering from my quirk, Physical Takeover, whereas Malek has my sisters quirk, Audible Takeover, afflicting him" she stated calmly, her words laised with pride. Malek slowly started to move, steadily raising back onto his feet "you know...this won't...hold me off...for long...". "You think we're going to be going easy? You can take alot more punishment than this. Just stop struggling and give in" as she finished her sentence, the word got louder and faster "Submit!" He struggled to remain standing as the pounding in her head increased, slowly losing consciousness "D-damn it..."

And another chapter done with, sorry for future delays, lectures just kicked back in and they are thick and fast.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and we will be returning next time with Chapter 5: Entering the Colloseum.
As always, hope you enjoyed, spread those rumours, your current numbers have been astounding, and see you all next time. Bye!