Transformers MHA, Arc 2: Earthrise

by The Omni-Remnant

After a rather intense adventure and the U.A. Sports Festival approaching fast, Izuku and his friends have two important things to do; improve their Quirks in time for the festival… and hide a bunch of giant alien robots. That proves to be easier said than done, especially when enemies on Earth and from beyond the stars end up coming for them…

3. A Meeting of Heroes and Robots

A/N: Morning everyone! Welcome back to Transformers MHA, Arc 2, and I must say, after the initial premier, I'm REALLY happy to see that everyone seems to be enjoying the story so far. I hope you all continue to enjoy it as things continue to escalate for our heroes as well, but for now, we have a rather important meeting to get to, so why don't we jump right in, hm? This is…

Chapter 3: A Meeting of Heroes and Robots

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There had been a lingering feeling of both excitement, apprehension and confusion since the Autobots dropped off Izuku, Kyoka, Momo and Mei at the topside of Tokuyama Dam. While the four students could have easily ridden into Sector Seven's base WITH the Autobots on the hidden platform just some odd meters away from the damn itself, Optimus and All Might had been insistent on them being led in via one of the agents, which was perplexing to all of them. "Okay, remind me, WHY exactly do we have to wait for one of those wingnuts to bring us in?" Kyoka asked the Symbol of Peace with her arms crossed. "I mean, it's not like there isn't a perfectly good entrance RIGHT over there!"

All Might waved to the Autobots as they disappeared into the nearby forested area, away from prying eyes and toward the lift. "Ah, but Young Jiro, that would ruin the surprise!" The muscular man gave a thumbs up to her. "Trust me, by going in this way, you'll be treated to something that will blow all of your minds, I'm sure of it!"

"Um, yeah, about that All Might…" Izuku muttered while tilting his head. "You've been really secretive about this meeting since yesterday, a-and not to point fingers or anything, but it's really suspicious…"

"Yes, what exactly IS going on here?" Momo added as she placed a hand on her hip.

Mei shifted her eyes around warily. "We're not about to be ambushed by them again, are we?"

"AHAHA! Ho-ho, of course not!" All Might waved off instantly. "Remember, Sector Seven are our allies now, and I trust Bill Fowler with my very life. Trust me, the days about you worrying about them are over."

Kyoka pursed her lips in a tight pout, her eyes narrowing a bit. "Hmph, well for their sake, it'd better be."

"I assure you, this will be quite the exciting experience." TSSSssss! The sound of a sudden hiss caught the group off guard, but the moment they turned around, they saw the side of the dam begin to open up, with steamy air billowing from the sliding door. And behind said door was a womanly silhouette that came right out to greet them. "Ah-ha! And here is our escort!"

Standing before them was a young Caucasian woman in her early thirties with flowing brown hair and a pair of bright blue eyes, donned in a white medical coat with a red shirt underneath. She smiled to all of them as she stepped out. "Well, well, aren't you guys a sight for sore eyes?"

Immediatley, the group of teens all brightened up at the woman's presence. "Agent Fairborne!" they all echoed before Kyoka let out a sigh. "Oh thank god, the one agent I actually LIKE."

Fairborne raised her brow at the strange compliment. "I'm… flattered? But again guys, call me Marissa." She raised a brow to them and curiously leaned forward. "So, how was school yesterday? I heard that the "meteor shower" was the talk of the town yesterday."

"Hehe, yeah, it was." Izuku confirmed. "Honestly, it's almost like everyone in town forgot about the villain attack on the USJ."

"Almost." Momo stressed. "It was still all over the news, just less so than the "meteor shower". So, I take it we're wanted inside?"

Marissa gave them all a nod. "Indeed you are." She waved her hand toward the open doorway, ushering the group inside. "So, shall we?" Following her lead, the teens and All Might all strolled through the sliding doors and into a small room, which immediately closed as Marissa pushed a button on the wall. Before anyone of them knew it, they felt themselves moving downward, going deeper and deeper beneath the Tokuyama Dam and into Sector Seven's secret base.

"So, Agent Fairborne, are the others here yet?" All Might asked.

The agent, however, shook her head. "Nope, not yet, but they should be soon." She wore a knowing smirk as she eyed the three girls and Izuku behind her. "Hehe, you guys are all gonna have your socks knocked off during today's meeting."

Kyoka rolled her eyes and slapped her forehead. "Oh c'mon, you too, Marissa?!"

Mei grasped at her dreadlocks and shouted; "Is there ANYONE who can be straight forward with us today?!"

"Hahaha! Relax guys, it's all part of the fun." Marissa winked. "Trust me, when you see Fowler's little surprise, you're gonna be stoked."

"Hm, this surprise had better be good, then." Kyoka hummed uncertainly. "But the fact that Fowler's involved in this doesn't give me much hope."

Marissa sent the punk girl a sympathetic look. "Still don't fully trust him, huh?"

"Not particularly. Dude almost had us put under government arrest!"

A sigh escaped Marissa's throat and she nodded solemnly. "I know, I know, but believe me, he regrets going through with that just as much as the rest of us do." She balled a fist in frustration. "The fact that those two Decepti-creeps tricked us so easily… it still makes us all mad."

"H-Hey, it's all in the past now, right?" Izuku assured. "I mean, yeah, getting tricked was pretty bad, but in the end, everything worked out and we not only stopped Shatter and Dropkick, but we stopped them for good!"

"Midoriya's right." Momo smiled. "It's time that we all moved on from it…" She shot a glance over to her purple-haired friend. "Right, Kyoka?" She got a somewhat affirming grumble in response, and she sighed knowing that it was probably the best she was going to get for now. 'Talk about holding a grudge…'

With another ding from the elevator, they felt themselves come to a stop and the doors parted open, letting them into a hallway that Marissa did not hesitate to go down. "Follow me. Agent Burns is waiting for us." The teens and Pro Hero silently followed her until another set of automatic doors slid open, allowing them to step into a rather spacious board room that had a massive, round table at the very center. And, sitting on the opposite side of it, was a Caucasian man in his mid-thirties with blonde hair and blue eyes in standard Sector Seven body armor… and he seemed to be catching up on some sleep. Miranda deadpanned at the sight and groaned. "Ugh, really?" She cupped her hand and shouted; "BURNS! Up and at 'em!"

After letting out a surprised snort, the eyes of Agent Jacob Burns snapped open and he let out a yelp, falling out of his chair and onto the floor much to the teens' amusment. Once he got himself collected, he brushed off the mishap and greeted them dutifully. "Ah, m-morning everyone, good to see you've arrived." He approached them and addressed the Symbol of Peace first with a salute. "All Might, good to see you again."

"Likewise, Agent Burns!" All Might saluted back. "Getting a few Z's in before the big meeting?"

"H-Heh… what can I say, it's… been a busy couple of days."

"I see." The hero nudged his head back to the students. "I'm sure you remember my charges?"

"Heh, how could I forget? Those kids are a big reason why our bacon was saved." Burns bowed his head slightly to the teenagers. "And I'd be remiss if I didn't apologize again for… you know, trying to have you arrested."

"Ah, no big, Agent Burns!" Mei waved off. "That's all in the past."

Kyoka glanced to the side. "I mean, it happened all of two days ago, but yes, technically it's in the past."

"Miss Jiro, I know that it's not exactly… erm, keen to trust the government," Agent Burns murmured, "especially after what we put you through."

The purplette raised a brow at him. "Wow, "keen"? When was the last time that word was used?"

"Gah." Burns facepalmed before moving on. "My point is that I hope that we can earn your trust over the course of our partnership with the Autobots." His smile returned with a knowing wink. "And I especially think you all will enjoy what we have planned for you today."

"Hmph, I'll believe whatever it is when I see it. So, what exactly IS this meeting waiting on?"

Just then, however, another set of double doors opened up on a different side of the room, and a rather powerful, booming voice came reverberating through the board room; "For everyone to show up, THAT'S what." The group snapped their heads around to see another man come walking up to them with a very confident stride and a serious face. He was African American and in his late forties, with a bit of a paunch on him to show his age. His hair was black and thinning near his forehead, and he wore a blueish grey three-piece suit with a striped tie and black shoes. His brown eyes settled onto All Might and his serious demeanor switched to a slight grin. "Heh, well at least I know SOMEONE likes to keep a good schedule."

"Ah, don't be so hard on them, Bill." All Might assured. "I'm sure they'll come through any one of these doors any minute now!"

"Here's hopin'." Agent Fowler agreed before moving his sights back to the children. "So kids, how was the first day back at school after… the incident?"

Kyoka placed a hand to her hip and furrowed her brow at Fowler. "I think you mean, incidents, don't you Agent Fowler? Ya know, as in plural?"

Fowler groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Oh god, this again…" he muttered. "Alright young lady, I know what we did was a complete mistake, but I assure you, the rest of Sector Seven and I want nothing more than to move on from this mistake and start fresh with the Autobots." He placed his right hand over his heart while raising his right hand. "Scout's honor."

"Hey, I'm not saying I don't believe you're committed to that, Fowler." Kyoka shook her head before smirking at the agent. "I'm just saying that you'd better believe I'm gonna hold you to that, and I'm gonna keep reminding you until I'm fully convinced."

Fowler pursed his lips in annoyance, shooting a glare at the punk teenager. "You really like to hold grudges, don't you?"

"Only when I have to." Kyoka fired back. "And believe me, I hold on to 'em tight."

"O-Okay, let's not escalate things here, shall we?" Izuku stepped between the two to separate them, hoping to calm things down a bit. "W-Why don't we get down to the big reason why we're here, huh?" He set his focus back to Fowler curiously. "So, Agent Fowler, what exactly were you talking about before? About others meeting us here?"

Momo put a finger to her chin in thought. "Yes, I'm pretty sure that we're the only ones who know about the Autobots, aren't we?"

"Yeah, plus my uncle." Mei reminded. "Ooh! Is HE the one meeting us here?"

"No, but your uncle HAS been contacted by our people." Agent Burns informed. "He's assured us that he'll stay quiet on the matter of giant alien robots making their home on Earth." A smirk came to the man's face. "Which is good, because that means one less person to kidnap and mindwipe—ow! Marissa!"

Fairborne gave Burns a rather upset expression. "Really Jacob? We're trying to earn their trust here and you're making jokes about THAT?"

"H-Hey, what can I say? Just trying to lighten the mood a bit…"

"Well, it's not helping." Marissa bluntly put, causing the teens to laugh at Jacob's expense. "Now, let's try to get back on track, shall we?"

"A splendid idea!" Everyone's eyes widened the moment they heard a new voice enter the room, this one very light and kindhearted. They all did an about face back to the door where Fowler came through… and all at once, Izuku, Kyoka, Mei and Momo felt their jaws drop in shock.

Making their way toward them was a short, bipedal mammalian creature with white fur and a scar over his right eye, wearing a navy-blue vest, a matching pair of pants, orange sneakers and a white undershirt with a red tie. But his appearance wasn't what had stunned them… it was the fact that it was none other than the School Principal of U.A. himself. "PRINCIPAL NEZU?!" the teens all exclaimed. "What're you doing here?!"

Nezu raised his right paw and waved to the group. "Greetings, students! I hope you're all having a good weekend." He then gestured behind him to someone else who was entering the room. "I'm sure you all must be quite surprised to see us here."

The teens moved their sights up… and at that point, their jaws had hit the ground. "MR. AIZAWA?!"

"Uh, who's that?" Mei asked, being the only one who didn't recognize the mummified pro hero.

"He's our homeroom teacher!" Momo exclaimed as the dark-haired man set his bloodshot gaze onto them. "Mr. Aizawa, what in the world are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question, Miss Yaoyorozu." Aizawa mumbled irritably under his bandages, all while scanning his eyes across his students. "In fact, that goes for all of you… especially you, Problem Child." Izuku couldn't help but squirm under Aizawa's scrutinizing stare as he said that. "Why is it that everything seems to lead right back to you?"

Izuku felt his bones rattling, he was so nervous. "W-Well, I-I-I wouldn't really say EVERYTHING leads b-back to me, b-b-but—oof!"

All Might suddenly placed a hand onto Izuku's shoulder, giving Aizawa his signature smile. "Put the brakes on the interrogation, Aizawa. This is my doing. In a way, I ended up getting Young Midoriya and everyone else here roped into this mess, so if you're going to blame someone, blame me."

Aizawa narrowed his eyes at the Symbol of Peace, glancing between him and Izuku. "So, I guess THIS is why you've been in his corner since coming to U.A." Both Izuku and All Might flinched at that. "Just what the hell is all of this about, anyway?"

Fowler cleared his throat, trying to get things back on track. "Well, Erasure Head, if you're patient, we will tell you."

"Agent Fowler, I'm a very busy man with homework to grade and sleep to catch up on." Aizawa argued. "If this is a waste of my time—"

"Now, now, let's not make a fuss!" Nezu raised his paws, bringing everyone's attention back to him. "Mr. Aizawa, I assure you that this meeting IS of the utmost importance. I wouldn't ask you to come if I didn't think it wasn't. However, there are still yet more people who need to gather here first before all can be explained. So, if you would be so kind…"

While Aizawa saw the kind smile that Nezu was giving him, he could definitely tell that the mammalian principal was definitely quite serious. With a heavy sigh, Aizawa closed his eyes and relented. "Alright, fine. We'll wait, but I hope this is at least good enough to get out of bed for."

"My sentiments exactly." Once again, another voice rang out through the entire board room, though this one was much deeper than before. This time, though, they came from a different set of doors, and once everyone faced the right side of the room, the teens could be heard giving audible gasps at who they saw. Three men were approaching them, though they were not any ordinary men. "Only replace "get out of bed" with "leaving work"."

The booming voice came from the man walking in front of the other two. Compared to them, he was a mountain who had the same physique as All Might, and his appearance was comparatively bombastic while also mixing in a LOT of intimidation factor. He wore a permanent scowl that was literally covered in a mask of fire, which practically blew out on all sides of his head which helped create a fiery beard and mustache. His head was topped with red hair that was combed upward in a sort of buzzcut, and his suit was a combination of spandex and armor with metallic shoulder pads and gauntlets. What's more, he had patterns all across his costume that heated up with his flames, right down to his boots which were completely engulfed by them.

Behind him were two other men who each had different looks to them and their costumes. On his right was a man in what appeared to be a brown aviator's outfit, complete with white fur lined on the interior and collar of his jacket. He also had messy brown hair, a bit of a goatee on his chin, a pair of yellow goggles over his eyes, and he wore a black undershirt with yellow patterns on it. But what stood out the most were the pair of massive wings that were prominently sticking out of his back.

The man gave a yawn and scratched the back of his head. "Hah, speak for yourself, Endeavor. I was up all night helping pick up after that crazy meteor shower. You'd think a guy could get some sleep, right?"

Walking next to him was a rather skinny man who seemed to be wearing blue jeans… on both his lower AND upper torso. He had somehow styled an entire pair of jeans into a jacket that even went over his whole lower face, which was secured by, yes, a belt. It left only his eyes and neatly combed hair exposed, and the moment the winged man made the comment, he rolled his eyes. "Please, Hawks, one early morning meeting won't kill you…"

As the three approached, Izuku let out a high-pitched gasp that made the girls do a double take. "AAAH! I don't believe it! It's three of the other top ranked pros!"

"I know!" Kyoka exclaimed in excitement as she eyed the jean man. "The Fiber Hero; Best Jeanest!"

Mei set her sights on the winged man. "The Winged Hero; Hawks!"

Momo finished up by moving her sights to the larger man in front. "And the Flame Hero; Endeavor. They're ranked fourth, third, and second respectfully. This is… astonishing, to say the least!"

At that moment, though, Best Jeanist paused when he heard the teens say their names. And what's more, he actually recognized a few of them. "Wait, hold on… why are there first year U.A. Students in a secret government facility?"

Those words finally got Endeavor to notice as well, and his eyes shot open as if the worst news possible had just been delivered to him. "WHAT?!" The teens all flinched as the Number Two hero's lips curled up into a snarl, his dark yet fiery eyes glaring at them as he stormed forward. "These children shouldn't be in here! Someone get them out right—"

"Woah-ho-ho! Slow down there, Endeavor old chum!" All Might thrust himself in front of Izuku and the girls, extending his arms out to his sides as a barricade. Endeavor skid to a halt, staring at All Might in shock and appall. "After all, these children are part of the whole reason why you all are here!"

If anything, this just seemed to aggravate Endeavor even more, his fire beginning to flare up. "All Might! What are you talking about?"

"They're just as involved with this situation as any of us are." All Might explained. "Trust me, I've been with them pretty much every step of the way so far and I and Sector Seven can assure you, they are not breaching any security by being here." He slightly narrowed his eyes and put a bit of an edge to his voice. "So if you would be so kind, please show them some respect."

Endeavor's fists clenched in ire, but the moment he saw Fowler and the other Sector Seven agents' faces, he had a feeling that what the Symbol of Peace was saying was true. That fact frustrated him to no end, but he still needed to abide by the rules. He took in a deep breath and growled out a sigh, his flames dying down a bit. "Very well…" He pointed a strict finger to the four teens, making them jump again. "But if any one of them leaks even a single piece of information from here, I will see to it that they—"

"WE will make sure they receive the necessary punishments if that happens." Fowler snapped back at Endeavor, getting right up into the Flame Hero's personal bubble. He grimaced up to the much taller man, who glowered right back. "Am I clear, Mr. Endeavor?"

Endeavor pursed his lips and nodded curtly. "…Of course, Agent Fowler." He waved his hand and stepped away. "You're the boss."

As Endeavor walked off to let off some steam, Izuku, Momo, Kyoka and Mei all peeked out from behind Fowler and All Might to watch him. "Wow… so that's Todoroki's father." Izuku murmured.

"He's a big jerk." Kyoka whispered, causing Izuku to let out a sudden shout. "I mean, seriously, way to fly off the handle."

"As much as I want to disagree, you're right, Kyoka." Momo concurred, crossing her arms. "That was VERY uncalled for."

Mei raised a finger to the two. "Uh, gals, I wouldn't say that too loud." She pointed to Endeavor and put a hand to the side of her mouth. "You never know if he could be listening."

Just then, however, Hawks and Best Jeanist both came up to the teens, the former offering them a smile. "Ah, don't worry about Endeavor. He's usually cranky this early in the morning, 'specially when he hasn't had his cup a' joe." They heard Endeavor grumble at him before Hawks gave them a salute. "Anyway, I saw you kids on the news the other day. Nice job survivin' that villain attack on the USJ."

"Yes, it's very impressive that all of you kids managed to make it out of there alive." Best Jeanist concurred. "I anticipate what you all can bring to the table in the Sports Festival."

The group brightened up at that, and Kyoka was about to say something… when Izuku went into fanboy mode. "AAAAAAAH! Hawks and Best Jeanist! I-I-I'm a HUGE fan of both of your work!" He rounded about on the Winged Hero, causing him to step back a bit. "Hawks, the way you used your feathers to create that makeshift lightning rod against that electric villain last week was ingenious!" He then spun around to Best Jeanist, who gasped in response. "A-And Best Jeanist, how you sewed that ram villain's wool into a straightjacket and then wrapped him up in it last month was incredibly awesome! You guys and All Might are just amazing and the kinds of heroes I aspire to be and—"

Before long, Izuku had gone into a full-on mutter-fest, and truth be told, it was starting to freak the others out a bit. Hawks leaned over toward Kyoka and asked; "…Does your friend do this often?"

"Only when in the presence of heroes that he hasn't met yet. Hang on." Kyoka pulled up one of her Earphone Jacks and jabbed it into Izuku's side, causing him to yelp and tense up as he hit the ground. "Pump the breaks there, Celery Stick, you're talkin' a mile a minute."

Once the twitching had subsided, Izuku shuddered and shook his head, letting out a nervous chuckle. "Hehe… s-sorry about that."

"Hey, no problem, kid." Hawks pointed to him with a smirk. "Truth be told, I like your enthusiasm."

"Hm, indeed." Best Jeanist nodded. "It'll serve you well on your way to one day becoming a true hero."

Izuku stiffly bowed to them in respect. "Th-Thank you, that means a lot…" But then, Izuku blinked a couple times, a realization slowly beginning to dawn on him. "Hey, wait a second…" He moved his head back up and began shifting his eyes between the Pro Heroes. "All Might, Endeavor, Hawks and Best Jeanist… if you four are here, then… d-does that mean…"

"Yep! Surprise!" Marissa shouted. "We've got Japan's Top 10 Pro Heroes gathering here for the "important meeting" we've been talking about!"

The teens were all completely floored by the news. "No… freaking… WAY!" Kyoka cried out excitedly. "You mean they're all coming right here?!"

Agent Fowler cleared his throat to interject. "Ahem, well, not exactly ALL of them. Pros number seven, Damage Control, and number eight, Yoroi Musha, weren't available. They're both in the middle of critical sting operations that can't be interrupted, so them meeting our… special friends will have to come at a later date." He wore a knowing grin as he gave them a salute. "But don't worry, I'm sure you'll meet the both of them sometime down the line."

Mei gave a small shrug. "Well, hey, eight out of ten isn't bad!"

"Yes, you're right." Momo's face lit up in a bright smile as her eyes began shimmering in anticipation. "Either way, we're going to be meeting most of Japan's greatest heroes!"

At the sound of another door opening, All Might perked his head up and let out a heart laugh as he waved in the newcomer's direction. "Well, you kids may want to turn around, because here comes more of them now! Greetings all!"

"All Might!" The teens all turned to the new voice that entered the room… only to be suddenly bypassed by a green and black blur. Once they four of them got their bearings, they laid their sights on who had just thrown them for a loop. He was a man who appeared to be in his late forties with a muscular build and black, slicked back hair that was greying down the middle. He wore a long, green cape and a black eye mask that had a silver brow piece over it, and he was donned in a black, red and gold Greco-styled costume complete with an pteruges around his waist. The back of his right hand was also covered in a layer of dirt, likely due to his Quirk. What's more, he was shaking All Might's hand furiously with a big smile. "It's so very good to see you again! It's always an honor to be in your presence, good sir!"

"AHAHA! Crust, my good man! Always a pleasure to see you as well!" All Might guffawed as he happily shook the hero's hand. He then gestured over to the children, which took Crust off guard a bit. "Allow me to introduce you to my charges. These are young Izuku Midoriya, Kyoka Jiro, Mei Hatsume and Momo Yaoyorozu! They are—"

"Ah! You three are from Class 1-A!" His smile unrelenting, Crust went over and shook each of the 1-A students' hands, taking them all by surprise. And what's more, he seemed to be tearing up a little bit. "I saw you kids on the news the other day and I must say that your class is one of the bravest groups of young aspiring heroes that I've ever SEEN!" A whimper escaped his throat and he threw his head back, covering his eyes with his forearm. "I-I'm so sorry about what happened at the USJ. If I had known about the break-in, I would have rushed right over to help save you kids from experiencing something like that! BWAH-HA-HA!"

As the man started weeping, the teens all stared at him wide-eyed, feeling somewhat awkward as All Might began to console him. "Oh dear, sorry about that, kids…" The sound of a feminine voice alerted the teens to someone standing directly behind them. "Crust is a very emotional soul."

"He tends to do this a lot." Another deeper, masculine voice added.

They all turned around… and Kyoka and Momo let out the loudest gasps imaginable. Standing before them was a beautiful woman with short blonde hair and yellow eyes, her pupils in the shape of slits like a lizard's. She wore a green headband around her head with a claw-shaped headpiece that covered her right eye, along with a pair of black dragon-like wings sticking out the sides. She also wore a dark red quipao as her hero costume, with yellow slashing patterns on her skirt and neckline. She also wore long, white handless gloves that almost resembled sleeves and black boots, completing her ensemble.

And standing next to her… was a humanoid killer whale in a white suit. The collar on this suit was so high that the diamond-shaped studs on it almost blended into his head, making them resembled orca teeth. It didn't help that his long, pale pink tie kind of resembled a tongue as well. To finish his "costume", he wore a long cape that was the same color as himself, making it look like a part of him.

Kyoka and Momo both had stars in their eyes as they concentrated on the woman. "AAAAAH! The Dragoon Hero, Ryukyu!"

Izuku was jittering at the sight of the humanoid marine mammal as well. "And the Killer Whale Hero, Gang Orca!"

Ryukyu couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as she glanced toward Orca. "Well, well, seems we're not lacking in fans around here, are we?"

"No, we aren't." Orca concurred before lowering his head down to Izuku curiously. "Though that begs the question… why ARE there 1-A students inside the Sector Seven base?" He heard a slight grumble from Endeavor, though he chose to ignore it.

"Don't worry, Gang, they've got special clearance." Fowler assured. "In fact, these kids are part of the reason why you're all here in the first place."

Gang Orca tapped the side of his chin, his interest piqued. "Really, now? Well, this is certainly different."

"Yes, but it's very charming to see." Ryukyu mused as she smiled down to the girls. "I usually don't work with kids this young until the internships, but I have to say, after hearing about how your class pulled through that villain attack, you'd better believe I'm keeping an eye on every one of you."

Momo couldn't help but give a delighted shriek, which Kyoka had to hold herself back from doing. "AH! Did you hear that?!"

"I did and I seriously can't believe it!" Kyoka concurred before both girls bowed to Ryukyu in respect. "You have no idea how much that means to us, Miss Ryukyu, we're big fans of you."

"I can tell." Ryukyu winked. "You'd better believe that I'll be watching both of you and your classmates during the Sports Festival, so I extend my best wishes to both of you."

"Thank you so very much!" Kyoka and Momo echoed.

At that moment, though, Endeavor came back over and butted in on the conversation. "Alright, I believe we've had enough formalities for the time being. We're here on business, not to have a social gathering."

The two girls stepped back in uncertainty while Ryukyu furrowed her brow at the Number Two hero. "Oh for god's sake, Endeavor, must you always be a spoilsport? They're aspiring heroes, and as Pro's, it's our duty to encourage them to give their best in their abilities."

If anything, though, this only deepened Endeavor's scowl. "Hmph, please. A hero should be judged by their strength, and they don't develop that strength through paltry words." He glanced toward Izuku and the girls, which was met with uncertain stares and a glare back from Kyoka. "If they wish to truly develop into worthy heroes, they should take a page from Shoto's book. Intense and absolute focus on one's training without any distractions, THAT is how a hero is made."

Kyoka narrowed her eyes at the man and mumbled; "I get the feeling he ain't winning any father of the year awards."

"What was that?" Endeavor questioned.

"Oh nothing, just making a mental note." the purplette sarcastically replied. 'One that says "NEVER take advice from Endeavor".'

"Okay, okay, let's not go down any bad roads here, eh?" Hawks stepped in with his hands raised. "Remember, we're here for a reason, right?"

Best Jeanist crossed his arms and glanced around the room. "Indeed, but we're still missing someone. Where is Edgeshot?"

"Right behind you."

"AH!" Best Jeanist and everyone else spun around to see what appeared to be some sort of thin material come rushing past everyone before it suddenly began to take shape, transforming into a man.

The first thing that everyone noticed about him was his hair, which was stylized into three separate points; with two on top of his head while the other came down over his right eye. The other major thing about him was that he was donned in traditional ninja garb, and was even doing a classic ninjutsu hand gesture as he appeared. He had a blue facemask with yellow trim, along with a huge red scarf around his neck. He was also wearing a red shinobi shozuko under a blue robe, with white forearm sleeves standing out from his rather dark ensemble. He wore blue socks and yellow zori sandals on his feet, and on his shoulder was a gold Oni mask, completing his look. Beneath his mask, Edgeshot couldn't help but smirk a bit. "Sorry, couldn't resist."

"Edgeshot, seriously?" Best Jeanist seethed as he brushed off his jacket. "Must you ALWAYS do that when we have these kinds of meetings?"

"What can I say? It's surprisingly easy to do." Edgeshot shrugged. It was at that moment when he saw the teens staring at him slack jawed, to which he waved over to them. "Hello children. No need to explain yourselves, I overheard everything."

"I…It's Edgeshot." Izuku squeaked out.

"He was here the whole time?!" Kyoka exclaimed.

Momo was left dumbfounded by the sudden arrival. "That is amazing."

Mei placed a hand to her chin in thought. "Hm, interesting. What kind of dampening device you think he uses to—wait, where'd he go?" But then, Mei felt a tap on her shoulder and she let out a yelp, jumping around to see Edgeshot standing behind her. "AH! How did you—"

"No secret tech here, miss." Edgeshot assured. "I take my ninjutsu training VERY seriously, as you can see."

"SO COOL!" Izuku, Kyoka and Momo all said at once with starry eyes.

Hawks came up and put an arm around Edgeshot's shoulders. "Hah, surprised you were the last one to show up, Edgeshot. Usually you're pretty on-time with these meetings."

The Ninja Hero scratched his cheek and cleared his throat, appearing to be somewhat nervous. "Ahem, yes, well… about that. I had to do a bit of convincing to have the gaurds let my teammates past security and—"

"Wait, hold on, you did WHAT?" Fowler exclaimed.

"EDGESHOT!" Endeavor barked, making a few of the room's occupants flinch as he stormed up to the Number Five Pro Hero. "What is the meaning of this?! This was a meeting specifically for the TOP TEN heroes only! You can't just bring in heroes who aren't cleared!"

Without saying a word to Endeavor, Edgeshot turned and humbly bowed to Fowler. "Forgive me, Agent Fowler, but I could not in good faith keep this a secret from my new teammates, especially since we plan on working very close together." He straightened up and his eye narrowed slightly at Endeavor. "Asking me to withhold information from my agency is one thing, but my new teammates deserve to know whatever is going on if we are to trust one another in the field."

"Now listen here you—"

But before Endeavor could go on a tirade, Fowler stepped in. "Hold on there, big man… Edgeshot makes a good point." The agent shifted his eyes around the room, moving them from All Might, to Izuku and then Kyoka, Mei and Momo. "This secret IS of the utmost importance, and while an entire agency knowing is out of the question, having this circle of trust extend to more Pro Heroes who're in a team with one of the Top 10 might not be such a bad idea. Lord knows that after this past week, I want to make sure that everyone here is on the same level of trust, no matter what."

Kyoka couldn't help but feel her eyebrows rise up in surprise. 'Huh… what do ya know? Fowler might actually be serious about this…'

"Thank you, Agent Fowler." Edgeshot nodded. "I appreciate you extending the circle of trust." Everyone heard Endeavor growl before turning away from the group again, no doubt wanting to let off some steam.

"No problem, Edge." Fowler waved. "So, where are these teammates of yours anyway?"

Edgeshot raised a single finger into the air. "Well, they should be arriving right about… now."

As if on cue, a pair of sliding doors opened and in came two heroes… who seemed to be bickering. "Would you put that AWAY?!" Came an irritated male voice. "You KNOW you're not supposed to have your phone out in this place!"

"Aw, c'mon Woods, don't be such a killjoy!" A sweet if somewhat vain feminine voice responded. "Besides, I couldn't call anybody if I wanted to. No bars down here."

The man let out a groan, which reverberated through his wooden helmet that covered his entire head. The only features of his that were visible were his eyes, which were currently narrowed at his compatriot. He also wore a navy-blue body suit with a wooden belt, knee pads and shoes, and he had a bundle of roses secured to his belt as well. What was most notable about him, though was that his arms right up to his shoulder, seemed to be made out of wood. "Yui, I swear, you are incorrigible."

The woman rolled her violet eyes at the man, flicking her long blonde hair in the process. Her hero costume consisted of a skin-tight body suit that was light tan with purple parts that had orange edging, namely around the torso, her gloves and her "boots". She also wore a purple domino mask over her eyes and there were a pair of purple bull-like horns on either side of her head, which were actually accessories. "Psh, and what exactly is THAT supposed to mean, Shinji?"

"That you're hard to deal with." came Shinji's deadpan response.

A rather cunning grin came to Yui's face. "Oh really? And here I thought YOU were the hard one. I mean, with all that wood, how can you NOT be?"

Shinji's eyes widened under his mask to the size of bowling balls, and he was thankful that she couldn't see his cheeks at the moment. "W-Wha—I… was that a—GRR!"

"Hahaha! Oh Shinji, you're so easy to fluster." Yui said with a wave of her hand.

The gathered group of heroes and students all looked at the scene with an awkward feeling, as if they had just jumped into a conversation partway through. …All aside from one, thought. "AAH! It's Kamui Woods!" Izuku cried out as his eyes snapped from the man to the woman. "And Mt. Lady! They're two of the hottest new heroes on the scene!" He whipped around and smiled to the Number Five Pro Hero. "Edgeshot, sir, are they really your team?!"

Ryukyu couldn't exactly feel the same enthusiasm that Izuku was feeling, though. "If they are… they aren't exactly what I expected."

"You formed a team… with a BUNCH of NEWBIES?!" Endeavor bellowed, bringing everyone in the room to a sudden silence. Even Kamui and Mt. Lady themselves were so stunned by the Flame Hero's shout that they shut up right then and there. "This is utterly ridiculous!"

"What do you mean?" Edgeshot asked as he gestured to the bickering heroes. "I mean, sure, off the clock they may act like this, but in the field, they're some of the best. These two have been making a big splash in their first year on the job. What's more, they've managed to do so with very little collateral damage, so there's another reason." He folded his arms and glowered at Endeavor. "I think you'll find that they're quite worthy to be here. Now if you'll excuse me…" With that, Edgeshot went over to his two teammates, raising a brow to them. "Woods, Mt. Lady, what exactly is going on here?"

"Oh, u-um… well, Edgeshot, I was just teasing Shinji a little bit." Mt. Lady's smile returned and she gave a small wink." No harm done, right?" Behind her, Woods could be seen facepalming at what she said.

Edgeshot furrowed his brow to the young woman. "I would greatly prefer it if you addressed yourselves by your codenames in this facility, if you'd please. We may be off the streets, but this is still official hero business, understood?"

"Of course, Edgeshot, we understand." Kamui gave a salute, and he elbowed Mt. Lady in the side so that she'd do the same, begrudgingly. It was then, though, that Woods noticed the teenagers, and he was slightly taken aback. "W-Wait, hold on a minute. If this IS official business… then why are there—"

"Children here?" Edgeshot finished. "Long story short, they got mixed up into this situation long before we were brought in, apparently. They're part of the reason why we're here."

"Ooh, interesting…" Mt. Lady put a finger to her cheek as she went over to inspect the teens giving them the once over as she circled around them. "And if I'm not mistaken, these are students from U.A., VERY interesting…"

"Uh… thanks?" Kyoka uttered.

Suddenly, though, Mt. Lady's eyes brightened up at the sight of Momo, taking the raven-haired beauty off guard. "Oh my god, girlfriend, I can tell that YOU have what it takes to be a REAL pro, for sure!"

"R-Really?" Momo muttered.

"Oh, totally." Mt. Lady winked again, twirling her finger around as she pointed to her. "Just wait until you graduate and then come and see me, I'll hook you up with something that'll BLOW the tops off of every—hey!"

Kamui stepped up and held an arm out in front of Mt. Lady, all while making a bunch of branches grow from it to halt her. "Mt. Lady, please, you're agitating them, making them nervous. The last thing they'd want or need right now is… wait…" Woods' sights had gotten a quick glance at Izuku, and before the greenette knew it, the Wooden Hero was zeroed in directly on him. "Haven't I seen you somewhere before? You seem awfully familiar…"

Izuku's mind went into overload, the Quirk Inheritor flashing back to the Sludge Villain incident that had happened almost a year ago. Back when he tried to save Bakugo from said Sludge Villain only for All Might to step in and help. That was the day he accepted the burden of becoming All Might's successor… and the day that Kamui Woods had chewed him out for pulling such a boneheaded move. There was only one thing to do in this situation… fib and hope he buys it. "Ahaha! N-No, I don't believe we have, actually. I-I mean, I've seen YOU in action plenty of times before, but I think we haven't personally met before today, hehe…"

"Hmm…" Kamui tapped his chin in thought as Izuku nervously sweat, only for the Wooden Hero to give a shrug. "Eh, you're probably right. I think I must've just saved you at one point or another."

"Y-Yeah, that's it, hehe…" Izuku internally sighed in relief. 'That was WAY too close…' He shook his head and went back to the Number Five Pro. "So Edgeshot, what exactly is your team called?"

Edgeshot raised his head proudly with a slight chuckle. "Hmhm! I'm glad you asked, young man! We are…" the Ninja Hero, along with Kamui and Mt. Lady all formed up with one another back-to-back, striking dynamic poses as Edgeshot proclaimed their name; "The Lurkers!"

There was yet another long silence throughout the room, with everyone staring at the trio with judging eyes. "Uh, well, that's an… interesting team name." Kyoka finally piped up.

"Ugh, I told you we should've workshopped it more." Mt. Lady grumbled.

"Ahem!" The entire room all did an about face as Aizawa cleared his throat, the mummified homeroom teacher stepping back up to the forefront. "If you don't mind, I think the time for chatter is over. It's finally time that we get to the REAL reason why we're all here… whatever it is."

Principal Nezu moved up next to him, placing his hands behind his back as he addressed the crowd. "Indeed. I believe that it's time that the motive for this important meeting be revealed." His beady eyes went over to Agent Fowler and he gave him a nod. "Mr. Fowler, if you would be so kind."

"Of course, Nezu, sir." Fowler bowed to the talking mammal before focusing back onto his audience of teenagers and Pro Heroes. "Alright, I have no doubt that you're all eager to hear exactly WHY we've called you here. Follow me down to the loading bay, if you would."

…..

Within a few minutes, Agent Fowler had lead the entire group He ushered the group to follow him into a massive hangar, one with several military vehicles parked all around the place. There was also a large metal door on the far end of the room, one that resembled a giant garage door, and they were all walking up to it. "As you're all probably aware, Sector Seven has several reasons to exist." Fowler said as he came to a halt in front of a large control panel. "The primary of which in the modern day is to assist with the most secretive hero operations around the globe, the likes the which the public can't know about for their own safety. But, long before Quirks came into existence, we were formed with an explicit goal, one that we continue to uphold even to this day."

A laugh suddenly came from Hawks, the winged man chuckling as he was reminded of that fact. "Hehe, yeah we know. The discovery and study of "extraterrestrial lifeforms"." The third-ranked Pro scoffed a bit at the thought. "Psh, like you've even FOUND any."

Mt. Lady couldn't help but deadpan at that. "Aliens? Seriously? Is THAT what we're here about?"

"I must admit, it DOES sound rather ridiculous." Kamui concurred.

Ryukyu glanced over to the two. "Oh really? Well, if you told someone over three-hundred years ago that almost the entire population of the planet would develop spectacular powers, do you think they would believe you?"

Mt. Lady and Kamui eyed one another with unsure expressions before Crust sent a soft glare at Hawks. "And I wouldn't be so antagonistic about it, Hawks." The sixth-ranked Pro advised. "If Quirks have proven one thing, it's that anything is possible."

"Hey, I'm just sayin', you'd think they'd have found SOMETHING alien-related by now." Hawks shrugged.

"Heh… funny you should say that, Hawks…" Fowler smirked.

The Winged Hero was taken off guard by Fowler's confidence. "W-Wait, what?"

"This past week, we've been dealing with what we can definitely describe as extraterrestrial activity." Agent Burns piped up, moving over toward Fowler along with Fairborne. "Needless to say, we've experienced quite a lot, and we have the proof to show for it."

"Proof? Of aliens? Bah, how preposterous!" Endeavor balked before spinning on his heel to head for the nearest door. "This was a waste of my time. If you want to bother someone with such ridiculous crackpot ideas, then—"

FWOOSH! In the blink of an eye, All Might had suddenly rushed right in front of Endeavor, the two's faces mere inches away from one another. Even with his characteristic smile, All Might spoke with utmost seriousness as he kept his arms spread apart. "Endeavor, say what you will, but believe me, you WILL want to see this. I think your mind will be changed once you see what we have to show you."

The Flame Hero felt his eye twitching he was so irritated. It was one thing to deal with a bunch of upstarts and teenagers… but he knew that if he started a scene with All Might, the others would never let him live it down. He let out a sigh and crossed his arms, moving back to the Sector Seven agents once again. "You have thirty seconds to convince me of this "proof" that you have."

"We'll only need twenty, thank you." Marissa said with a cheeky grin before nodding to Fowler. "May I?"

"Of course. Everyone, you'll wanna stand back as the door opens." Fowler ushered everyone back and they did as he asked, all while Marissa finagled with the controls.

It was at this moment when the anticipation almost became too much for Izuku, the young Quirk Inheritor jittering in place with excitement. "I seriously can't believe this is happening. All of these Pros… in on the big secret?"

"Pretty unbelievable, I'll admit." Kyoka nodded just as the armored door began to go up, with a bunch of bright lights from the other room beginning to shine onto everyone. As the door went up, however, everyone saw that those bright lights… actually belonged to six vehicles and a certain jet that were waiting for them on the other side. The students could see the Pro Heroes' eyes all widen at once as the engines kicked to life… and they all began to move toward them in a V-pattern, almost like a flock of birds. "Ooh, here they come!" Kyoka grinned.

"Wait… are those…" Edgeshot narrowed his eyes to make sure that he was seeing things correctly. "Are those vehicles… driving themselves?"

Gang Orca's eyes widened even further, taking note of the several different models of vehicles before them. "I… I believe they are! And I don't think ANY of them are certified self-driving cars."

"Oh, plus, ya know, ONE OF THEM'S A FREAKING JET!" Hawks exclaimed as the VTOL jet in question flew right in to circle over their heads. "How is ANY of this possible?!"

Fowler chuckled a little at that. "Hmhm, you'll see, Hawks. You'll see. That-a-way, Prime!" The agent moved his arm to the left and the semi-truck followed his instructions, honking its horn as all of the other cars fell in line. Before long, the entire group of heroes and teenagers began to find themselves being surrounded by the vehicles, the semi-truck leading the yellow Volkswagen Beetle, the pink Lotus Elise, the green Hummer H2 pickup, the white racing Porsche, and the Nissan Patrol rescue vehicle all around them. The jet also came in for a landing and, before long, the humans were in the center of a huge circle, with the semi-truck approaching them from the very front. "Hold on to your butts, heroes." Fowler advised. "Because this is gonna rock your world…"

Whrr-tschzz-tschzz-tschzz-chk!

In the blink of an eye, and much to the heroes' shock, the vehicles began to change shape, witnessing as they all converted into more humanoid… or rather, robotic forms. The semi took the shape of a rather dynamic, broad-shouldered bot with a faceplate, his color scheme being what they could only describe as "patriotic". The yellow Beetle transformed into the smallest bot of the bunch, a rather friendly-looking one at that with small horns and a mouthguard. The Hummer's robot form was a big-chinned individual, his form large and rotund. The Porsche actually did some sort of breakdance when he transformed, and his blue visor only added to his cool-factor. The Nissan Patrol had changed into a rather tall and slim robot, one whose red visor was slightly intimidating. And finally, the Elise and the jet transformed into two feminine robots; a pink one with a rounded white helmet and a red and black one with a kabuki-like face.

By the end of their transformations, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Arcee, Jazz, Bulkhead, Red Alert and Strongarm were all staring down at the rather stunned group of heroes, with only the teens, the Sector Seven agents, All Might, and Nezu being unaffected by the sight of them. The others… well, to say that they were astonished was an understatement. Izuku was pretty sure he could hear a few bandages start to rip after Aizawa's jaw dropped. And Kyoka could only described the expression on Endeavor's face as "priceless". She made sure to snap a pic just for posterity's sake.

"W-What in the world…" Edgeshot managed to mutter out.

"This… this can't be." Kamui took a step back, craning his head all the way up to meet Optimus' optics. "These… these are—"

"Giant ROBOTS?!" Mt. Lady finished.

Fowler jerked a thumb up to the red, white and blue bot before them. "Not just any robots, newbies. Giant ALIEN Robots." He eyed Endeavor with a smirk. "Told ya so."

It was at that moment that Optimus Prime took a mighty step forward, startling the heroes a bit as he came crouching forward. The Big Bot lowered his face until he was eye-to-eye with most of the heroes, getting himself as close as he possibly could. He scanned his eyes across the crowd of shocked heroes… until he noticed Nezu, whose smile had not disappeared since entering the room. "…You do not seem afraid, small one." Optimus said in his powerful yet kind voice, taking everyone else a back. "Are you not surprised to see us?"

"A part of me certainly is, yes." Nezu admitted. "However, it helps that someone had already confided in to me about you and your race." He craned his head around to Bumblebee, giving him a wave. "It's good to see you again, Bumblebee. How has life been treating you?"

Bumblebee brightened up at the sight of the talking mammal and saluted to him. "Zrtk—It goes well—zrtk—Nezu—zrkt—sir!"

This time, however, it was the teen's turn to be shocked. "W-Wait, hold up." Kyoka raised a brow down to the principal, along with the others. "Principal Nezu… you already know Bumblebee?"

Aizawa set his sights down to the principal in shock. "Nezu, sir, is this true?"

"Indeed!" Nezu nodded up to the young girl and his co-worker. "All Might introduced me to him on the day of the entrance exams. But I must say, it's quite exhilarating to get to meet all of these robot lifeforms as well! Quite splendid, indeed."

At that, the teens all gave All Might the stink eye, the Number One Pro shrinking back a little sheepishly. "And we weren't informed of this… why?" Momo pressed.

"Ah… HAHAHA! Why, erm, I-I just wanted it to be a surprise!" All Might explained with a dramatic pose. "One that would be saved for this very moment! And believe me, it seems you all are… uh…" He could tell just by their expressions that they weren't buying what he was selling, so he slumped forward and waved his hand in defeat. "Alright, I may have forgotten to tell you, but hey, better late than never, right?"

The group of teens facepalmed at the revelation, but resigned themselves to the fact nonetheless. "Ah well, at least NOW we know." Mei shrugged.

Endeavor furrowed his brow and snapped his head around to his arch-rival. "All Might… just HOW long have you known about this?!"

"Almost half a year now." All Might answered as he gestured toward Bumblebee. "Ever since we found THIS one buried in a trash heap on Dagobah Beach. Needless to say, things have gotten far more interesting since then."

"And THAT'S putting it mildly." Fowler emphasized. "We almost were on the receiving end of a full-scale invasion from enemy forces." He gestured up to Optimus with a nod. "But, thanks to these guys showin' up in the nick of time, we managed to put a stop to that." He glanced up to the Autobot leader, nudging his head toward the crowd of still flabbergasted heroes. "Why don't you introduce yourselves, Prime? Maybe get these people up to date."

Optimus nodded back to him assuredly. "Of course, Agent Fowler." His optics went back to the heroes and he bowed his head to them in respect. "Greetings, Heroes of Earth. My name is Optimus Prime, and we are Autonomous Robotic Organisms from the planet Cybertron."

Windblade cleared her throat and added; "But you can call us "Autobots" for short."

"Autobots…" Ryukyu murmured, taking note of the vast differences between each and every Autobot there. "I see… so you're living, breathing robotic lifeforms that have concepts of thinking, feeling and even having gender identity?"

"Precisely." Red Alert nodded. "…Though minus the breathing part. Our species does not require air to survive."

Arcee raised a finger to make a point. "Thought we DO have air intakes… though I don't suppose that counts."

Optimus stood back up to his full height, moving his hand out to his Autobots. "Allow me to introduce my team…" he gestured to his trusted lieutenant to start things off. "This is my first lieutenant, designation; Jazz."

At that moment, Jazz strolled up and nudged his chin toward the humans. "What's crackin' little humans?" After performing an impressive backflip, Jazz landed in a crouch and took a quick glance around, taking note of the damaged military Humvee behind him. "This looks like a cool place to kick it!" Following an impressive breakdancing move, Jazz launched himself back and sat right on the wrecked Humvee, crossing his arms as he lounged back.

"H-Hey! We needed to fix that!" Agent Burns exclaimed.

"W-Wait, how did you learn to talk like that?" Best Jeanist questioned, recognizing the jive dialect.

"Well, like Earth, Cybertron has several different dialects." Optimus explained. "As you can imagine, though, many of them would be unintelligible to humans. So, after analyzing and learning Earth's eclectic dialects through the world wide web, we have applied them to translate our own way of speaking."

"So basically, the way I'm speakin' to ya now is how a Cybertronian would be hearin' me speak normally." Jazz added.

"That's… that's incredible." Crust muttered. "These Autobots are capable of doing what humans take several YEARS to accomplish. Simply astounding!" He turned around and saw Bulkhead directly behind him, so he offered a smile to the big green bot. "And what about you, my large friend?"

Bulkhead was slightly surprised by Crust using the term "friend" so quickly, but he knew that had to be a good thing, so he rolled with it. "Oh, the name's Bulkhead. I'm the Autobot's demolition and construction expert."

"Hm, I see! A pleasure to meet you, Bulkhead." Crust said as he offered his hand. "The name's Crust, by the way. Welcome to Earth."

If the man's friendliness was one thing, then this sudden welcome was another. But nonetheless, Bulkhead extended a finger down to shake Crust's hand. "Heh, the pleasure's all mine, Crust. Nice to meet you too."

Hawks and Best Jeanist came up to Red Alert, the former grinning up to him. "An' what about you, Cyclops? What's your designation?"

"I could do without the nicknames for one thing." Red Alert responded irritably, taking the two humans off guard. "And as for my real designation, I am Red Alert, chief security officer of the Autobots as well as technician and field medic."

"Ah, a bot of many hats, it would seem." Best Jeanist deduced.

Beneath his visor, Red narrowed his optics in confusion. "…What is a "hat"?"

Hawks wore an amused smirked as he gestured to his head. "Heh, it's something that you wear on your head, Stiff. But in this case, he's sayin' that you do a lot of jobs on this team."

"Hm… I see." Red Alert nodded. "Well, it's a necessity to do so, especially since we're short on scientists, medics and engineers at the moment."

"An admirable position to be in, I'm sure." Best Jeanist affirmed. "You must be a master of your craft, then."

At that moment, much to the teen's surprise… Red Alert actually cracked a small grin down to the Fiber Hero. "Hm, thank you. Though I will admit that there are several bots in my field who are far better than I, but to hear such a rare compliment is always nice to hear."

Izuku and Kyoka eyed one another, shocked at how the conversation had went. "Wow… and I thought for sure Red wouldn't want anything to do with these guys." Izuku whispered.

"Mph, maybe he just has a problem with kids." Kyoka grumbled.

It was then that Ryukyu smiled up to Arcee and Windblade, the ninth ranked Pro approaching the two femme bots. "And what about you two ladies? What are your names?"

Arcee brightened up and placed a hand on her chest to introduce herself. "O-Oh, my name is Arcee, Autobot Intelligence Officer. It's nice to meet you, Miss…"

"My Hero name is Ryukyu." The Dragoon Hero said as she offered her hand. "But if you wish, you my call me by my real name; Ryuko."

Windblade lowered herself down and extended her pointer finger to the Dragoon Hero. "It's a pleasure, Ryuko. I'm Windblade, the Autobot's resident City Speaker."

"It's an honor to welcome you to Earth." Ryuyku smiled as she accepted the "handshake", doing the same with Arcee soon after. "Though if I may ask… what exactly IS a "City Speaker"?"

A sheepish expression etched onto Windblade's features, the femme scratching her cheek as she thought about the best way to describe an answer to the woman. "Uh, it's… complicated, to say the very least. Let's just say that I can translate the thoughts and feelings of bigger bots than even us."

Mt. Lady's eyes couldn't help but widen when she heard that. "You mean you guys come in BIGGER sizes?!"

Izuku and the girls couldn't help but be shocked at the revelation, too. "Well, that's news to us…"

"It is indeed possible." Optimus confirmed. "Though Titans are certainly very rare to see on Cybertron these days." The Autobot commander's optics went to Windblade, who stood at attention. "Most Titans on Cybertron have been dormant for quite a long time, and as such, we have not had a need for City Speakers recently. However, it is good to have one if the need arises."

Edgeshot crossed his arms, trying to picture what an even BIGGER version of these robots would look like. "A Titan-sized alien robot… it's almost like something out of a mid-1900's science fiction movie."

"Only WE'RE living it." Kamui Woods jumped in. "And I must say… it's QUITE awesome." He craned his head over to Bumblebee, extending his hand to the smallest Autobot. "And what about you? What's your name, visitor?"

A buzzing noise came from Bee's throat before he switched on his radio, speaking through it while striking dynamic poses. "Zrkt—And in this corner, weighing in—zrkt—at over 3,000 pounds—zrkt—THE AMAZING BUMBLEBEE!" Bumblebee pointed his thumbs to his chest in an over-the-top manner, making the kids all laugh at his dramatic posing.

"Bumblebee, huh?" Mt. Lady put a hand to her chin at that. "Not exactly what you'd expect a robot to be called…"

"Well, that's because me and Muscles here were actually the ones that named him!" Mei jumped in while pulling Izuku in with her arm, taking him off guard. "When we first found him, he couldn't speak, and the only noise he could make sounded like a bumblebee, so we decided to name him that."

"I-It helped that his name before that wasn't exactly a NAME, per se." Izuku added, trying to release himself from Mei's strong grip. "B-127 doesn't exactly roll off the tongue well."

Mt. Lady tilted her head to the yellow bot. "And he only speaks from his radio?"

Before any of the teens could answer, Red Alert suddenly lifted his laser tool arm and fired a thin red beam at Bumblebee's throat, making the smaller bot cough a little. "His vocal processors were damaged in battle." He stopped the laser and brought up a small holographic display on his arm, showing an analysis of the scan he just ran. "I'm still working on them, though unfortunately, there's not much left to salvage."

"Aw, that's so sad!" Mt. Lady sent a sympathetic expression up to Bumblebee and gave him a pat on his foot. "It must suck not being able to speak. I know I probably wouldn't be able to stand not speaking at all."

Woods couldn't help but rub the side of his temple a little. "Meanwhile, some of us would appreciate a little quiet time—ACK!"

Before he knew it, the Wooden Hero was put into a headlock by the Mineyama Hero, who was glaring at him with an intimidating stare. "I'm sorry, Kamui, what was that?"

"Alright, ENOUGH." Aizawa barked out before a sigh escaped his lips, putting his still-good hand up to his forehead. "Okay, so we have seven alien robots here on Earth, ones that can transform into any type of vehicle they want. As I can imagine, that's a pretty big deal…"

"Er, actually, that's TEN of us." Windblade corrected, which the heroes weren't prepared for. "We have three more operatives on Earth who are currently on a search mission."

Endeavor furrowed his brow up at her. "A search mission? Searching for what, exactly?" The Flame Hero pointed an accusing finger over to Optimus. "In fact, what exactly ARE you all doing here in the first place? What business do you Autobots have on OUR planet? And why the disguises for that matter?"

The Autobots all moved their optics to their commander, who hummed a sigh of his own before stepping forward. "I suppose it IS a good time to get to that topic. To put it directly; we are here for two reasons. The first and most primary of which, is this;" Optimus brought his arm up and it opened up to reveal a hologram projector, which began to project an image of a rather large space ship with four big thrusters at the back. "This… is the Ark. It is an Autobot vessel that went missing centuries ago, and its signal was lost near this planet. As such, we believe that it crash-landed here."

"I see…" Aizawa understood. "So you're here to find your ship, wherever it is."

"Correct. There are many friends aboard that ship, and we intend to rescue them while carrying out the Ark's mission." Optimus touched the holo-projector and the Ark image disappeared, only to be replaced with one of a crystal shard. "Which brings me to the second reason why we're here. The Ark's mission was to seek out an element known as Energon, the very life blood of our race. We Cybertronians use this element for everything on our planet… and unfortunately, it has been nearly completely drained from the planet itself."

"Really?" Gang Orca sent a questioning gaze up to Optimus. "And why is that?"

The Prime let out a heavy sigh, all while the other Autobots, All Might, the Sector Seven Agents, and the teenagers gathered up. "That… is a long and very harrowing story…"

…..

Over the course of the next half hour, the Autobots explained everything about the war with the Decepticons to the assembled Pro Heroes, with All Might and the teenagers jumping in near the end to inform them about the events that led to the Autobot's arrival to Earth. By the end, every hero assembled were left speechless by the story, and it was then that Optimus decided to wrap things up. "So… now you know. Our presence on your planet is due to an eon's long war that has lasted right up to this very day, and the Ark's mission, which is our mission, was to find an Energon-rich world so that we may have some hope of winning this conflict with the Decepticons… and perhaps even restoring our planet to its former thriving state." Prime craned his head down, a feeling of guilt beginning to take hold of him. "And it is with a heavy spark that I must apologize to you all."

"Apologize?" Nezu asked. "What ever for? You've done nothing wrong by us, Optimus Prime."

"He's TALKING about potentially leading the Decepticons right to OUR planet!" Endeavor bellowed as his flames began to grow more intense, his glare locked firmly on the Autobot leader as he pointed at him once again. "You KNOW that there's a strong chance that they WILL find this planet sooner or later, even though you DID stop those first two from signaling their allies. And what's worse is that you pulled CHILDREN into this war of yours!" His lips curled up into a snarl. "You've only delayed the inevitable!"

"ENDEAVOR!" All Might firmly put his hand on Endeavor's shoulder and spun him around, getting up right in his face. …And his smile was gone. "I will make this as perfectly clear as possible so that you do NOT mistake me! If you continue to admonish Optimus for something that isn't even his fault, you and I will exchange MUCH more than some nasty words!"

Endeavor grit his teeth in response. "Is that a threat, All Might? Because I welcome the challenge…"

All Might clenched his fist. "More so a promise. I will NOT have you blame Optimus for this when it's the fault of absolutely no one."

"He's right." Hawks stepped up, along with Best Jeanist, Edgeshot and his team, Crust, Ryukyu and Gang Orca right behind him. "Besides, now's really NOT the time to be arguing amongst outselves when there's more important stuff to worry about."

Aizawa came up as well. "Exactly. Right now, we've got to implement plans of defense for if or when the Decepticons DO actually show up." He craned his head up to Optimus and the other Autobots. "Because I imagine that this is something that the general public cannot know about."

"Correct." Optimus affirmed. "If our existence were to go public, there would be mass hysteria at the revelation of alien robotic lifeforms among you. Hence why we have taken on the guise of Earth vehicles; to hide in plain sight."

"However, that will not be enough to counter the Decepticon threat." Red Alert jumped in. "They will see through our disguises and potentially try to even attack us out in the open where humans can see us. It's imperative that we keep the Decepticons away from your populated areas, all while not revealing ourselves."

Bulkhead decided to make another point. "Plus the Cons will likely have Vehicon drones with them to make up their numbers. They're essentially lifeless foot soldiers, but in massive battalions, they could be trouble." He craned his head down to Crust. "So if we get out numbered and any of you happen to be around… would you be willing to lend a hand?"

Crust extended a hand up to Bulkhead with aplomb. "Of course, my friend! We'd be happy to assist whenever we're needed!"

Ryukyu smiled as well. "No questions asked. After all, this is OUR planet, so it's only right that we help defend it if the Decepticons decide to come knocking."

"You can count on the Lurkers to be by your side all the way." Edgeshot promised as he bowed to the Autobots, with Kamui Woods giving a salute while Mt. Lady flashed a thumbs up. "This, we vow."

"I can tell that there's much work to be done." Gang Orca said as he put a hand to his chest. "But you can definitely count on my help in this matter…" He trailed off as he set his sights over to the students. "But… what about the children? For as rude as Endeavor was, he still has a point… a battlefield like this is no place for first year students."

Izuku and Kyoka were about to make an argument, but All Might came in and put a hand on his protégé's shoulder. "Need I remind you, Gang, that these are the same children who made a rocket launcher out of spare parts and took a Con's arm off with it?" He craned his head down to Izuku with his bright smile having returned. "And what's more, young Midoriya here was the one to deal the finishing blow to Shatter. You have to give these kids some credit; they're VERY capable of handling themselves, just like the rest of their class!"

"Haha, alright!" Kyoka cheered, with Momo and Mei voicing their approval as well. "Thanks for the support, All Might!"

"Y-Yeah, that means a ton." Izuku grinned.

Just then, Nezu reentered the conversation. "That all maybe true, and believe me, I am very impressed by the ingenuity exhibited by these young students." He put up a single finger and pointed to them. "However, I still believe it would be prudent to have some form of protection for them against the Decepticons should they show up…" His beady eyes went over to Prime once more. "Perhaps a… guardian for each of them? Just to be sure that they remain safe."

Prime put a hand to his chin in thought. "Hm… not a bad idea, Mr. Nezu. I'll see to it that this is done immediately. Although…" Optimus reached down and placed a hand on Bumblebee and Arcee's shoulders. "I don't believe I'll have to look far for these guardians."

Arcee and Bumblebee immediately saluted to their leader. "It would be an honor to be official gaurdians for the humans, Optimus Prime, sir!" the pink femme said, with Bumblebee buzzing in approval as well.

"Very good, thank you both." Optimus said before his optics found Endeavor once again, the Flame Hero still glaring at him. "Endeavor… I do not blame you for your feelings on this matter. Believe me, I DO feel awful about the possibility of the Decepticons arriving. However, as Autobot leader, it will be my responsibility to make sure that your planet remains safe. This world must not befall the same fate as Cybertron, and I intend to make sure that it doesn't."

There was a long silence that followed before Endeavor scoffed and turned around, making his way toward the door. "Very well, Prime. If you wish to shoulder the responsibility of Earth's safety on your shoulders, that's YOUR choice to make. And yes, I WILL actively defend this planet from the Decepticons…" He stopped just as the doors opened for him to glance over his shoulder back at Prime. "But just remember; if something goes wrong… it'll be on YOUR head." And with that, Endeavor stepped through the door, which promptly closed behind him.

Momo sneered in the man's direction and crossed her arms. "Hmph, are we SURE he's deserving of that Number Two spot?"

"He's a real jerkface!" Mei balked. "Even more than that Bakugo guy you all keep talking about."

"I wouldn't go THAT far, but he IS pretty close." Kyoka admitted.

It was then that Aizawa came up to the group of four teens, and while his bandages covered most of his features, they could tell that he was being quite serious at the moment. "All that aside, I want to make something perfectly clear; just because we're all in on this big secret, that doesn't give you any excuses when it comes to class." He pointed a stern finger at all of them and the teens stood rigid at attention. "I expect you ALL to keep your grades up no matter what happens with the Autobots, is that understood?"

"Y-Yes, Mr. Aizawa, we understand." Izuku stammered. "W-We'll make sure to keep studying and training to be the best heroes we can be, sir!"

"Hmph, good. Now, if all this is settled…" Aizawa spun around on his heel and marched straight for the door. "I'm gonna go back home and get to bed. I've got papers to grade tomorrow." The teens couldn't help but face-fault at Aizawa's prompt exit.

"I should depart as well." Nezu agreed as he too began walking with Aizawa. "There's still much work to be done at school." He waved one last time to the students. "I look forward to seeing you all on Monday…" Then, he eyed Optimus once again, too. "And I anticipate our next meeting, Optimus Prime."

Optimus bowed to the talking mammal as he left. "Until we meet again, Nezu, sir."

Kamui nodded in agreement. "Hm, yes, we should probably leave as well. Crime doesn't stop itself, you know?"

Mt. Lady sent a salute up to the Autobots as she and the Lurkers took their leave. "It was nice meeting you all! Can't wait to work with ya."

"Same here." Windblade returned with a salute of her own. "Take care, everyone."

"Take care, indeed." Edgeshot bowed one last time before using his Quirk to become thin once more. "Until we meet again, Autobots." With that, he and his team slinked out the nearest door, following after Aizawa and Nezu. And before long, Hawks, Best Jeanist, Gang Orca and Crust had all said their goodbyes as well, leaving Ryukyu to be the final one to depart.

"I must say, when I woke up this morning, THIS was definitely on the list of "Least Expected Things to See" today." The Dragoon Hero admitted, scanning her eyes across the Autobots one last time. "And I certainly can't wait to work with you more in the future…" Her focus then shifted down to Izuku, Kyoka, Mei and Momo. "And that goes for ALL of you. I can tell that you kids have quite the future ahead of you if you were able to fend off a group of villains AND two evil alien robots in the same week."

All of the teens couldn't help but blush at the comment. "Aw, sh-shucks, thank you, Miss Ryuku." Izuku bowed

"Yeah, that really means a lot coming from you." Kyoka and the girls bowed as well. "I hope we meet again soon."

"As do I. I—" BEEP-BEEP-BEEP! "Oh, excuse me, I have to take this." Ryukyu reached up to her ear, activating a small communicator within it. "Go ahead…" After a few moments, the blonde woman's eyes widened slightly as her full attention was now on what was being told to her. "What? You're serious? Alright, I'll be there as soon as I can. I'll see you there…" She hung up and set her attention back to the group. "My apologies, but that was one of my protégés and she's told me there's been an accident. I have to go."

"Of course, Ryukyu!" All Might saluted. "After all, a hero's work is never done! Best of luck!"

"Thank you, All Might, and farewell, everyone." Once everyone said their goodbyes, Ryukyu shifted her gaze over to Fowler with a knowing look. "Bill, would you so kindly open the express exit for me?"

Fowler smirked as he pulled a remote out of his pocket. "Why of course. Good luck with the case." He pressed the button and, before anyone knew it, a large hole opened up in the ceiling, leading to an entry tunnel that seemed to be used primarily for aircraft.

Ryukyu's eyes began to shine bright yellow as she craned her head up toward the hole. "Excellent…" And then, much to the Autobot's surprise, Ryukyu let out a mighty roar before her whole body began to shift in shape and size, becoming much larger and more… reptilian. Her hair became much longer and spikey while her arms and legs became grey and scaly, with a long tail and a pair of massive wings emerged from her back. Her fingers and toes all now ended in a massive, black claw, and her neck grew out along with her head shifting into a more beak-shaped form. Her teeth had also become sharper as well, which finished off her Dragon transformation.

…And she was now the size of Optimus Prime himself. The Autobot Commander couldn't help but stare in shock as the draconic Ryukyu came right up to him and offered her claw. "Until we meet again, Optimus Prime."

Prime was finally able to blink and he returned the handshake, giving her a nod. "…Likewise, Miss Ryukyu." With that, the Dragoon Hero spread her wings and took off, flying right up toward the ceiling and into the hole that would lead her out of the base.

A long silence followed before Windblade spoke her mind. "Well… that was crazy."

"Heh, crazy amazing, if that's what you mean." Bulkhead remarked.

"The variety of Quriks on this planet is truly fascinating." Red Alert put a finger to his chin, pondering what he just saw. "I'm definitely going to have to study these more…"

Blip-blip! Blip-blip! The Autobots were brought out of their stunned state when all of their commlinks began to sound off, leading Optimus to bring his hand up and answer his. And when he did, he was greeted immediately by Sideswipe's voice. "Away team to Optimus Prime, come in Prime!" the warrior called out with a happy tone.

"This is Prime here." Optimus answered. "Go ahead, Sideswipe."

"Hah, Optimus, you are gonna LOVE what we've got for you." Sideswipe continued. "We came across this little hidden abandoned mine off a backroad near a town called Nagano, and hoo boy, we just found a small stockpile of energon!"

Needless to say, all of the Autobots were at full attention now. "What?! No way!" Jazz exclaimed. "You guys serious?!

"Uh, YES way!" Sunstreaker piped up through the comms. "Don't believe us? Get your skidplates over here and check it out!"

It was then that Strongarm also came in through the communicators as well. "Hey! Don't be so crude! …But yes, you all MUST come here right now. It may be a small amount, but we could still use some help mining it out."

Having overheard the conversation, Izuku raised his hand. "H-Hey, Nagano isn't far from here! We can make it there in just a few minutes!"

Beneath his faceplate, Optimus Prime smiled at the news. "Well then, I think we all know what this calls for!" The red and blue bot raised his arm up, his hand balled into a fist as he gave the order; "Autobots, Transform and ROLL OUT!" All of the Autobots cheered in approval before transforming into their vehicle modes, with All Might climbing into Prime's cab while the students took their respective places with Bumblebee and Arcee. Meanwhile, Fowler, Burns and Faireborne all climbed into Bulkhead, and with that, the team all made a break for the hangar doors, ready to mine the coveted energon.

…..

A/N: And there we go! The Autobots have officially met some of Japan's greatest heroes! Granted, it wasn't the WHOLE Top 10, but still, quite the array of heroes to meet nonetheless (also, since we don't know exactly WHO the Number 7 pro hero was from BEFORE the end of Season 4, I threw in a random name to fill in the spot. Can't guarantee that we'll see "Damage Control" before this series is over, but we'll see). Also, now Aizawa himself is in on the secret so THAT should be interesting. Can't imagine that class will be much easier for our heroes after this, though.

But, as expected, not EVERY hero is quite on board with the Autobots. Looking at you, Endeavor. I think we ALL expected him to not take a liking to the off-worlders and it isn't surprising. The man's a literal fireball of anger after all, so him flying off the handle and blaming Optimus for potentially bringing a war to Earth isn't unexpected. Wonder how the Autobots are gonna deal with working with HIM of all people…

And of course, we see the return of Agents Fowler, Burns and Fairborne here as well! Expect them to be some of the more recurring characters in this Volume because Sector Seven's going to be lending the Autobots plenty of help throughout it, starting with that energon that Sideswipe and the others found! But with that said…

And now, the Preview! After the weekend passes, Monday comes once again for our heroes, and with their return to school comes new challenges… such as every other student in the school all scouting them in preparation for the Sports Festival. Maybe being the talk of the school after that villain attack ain't all it's cracked up to be. However, at the end of the day, something happens that changes the lives of our heroes in a considerable way… and it all starts with a couple of mysterious black cars coming up to them outside of school Next time; New Challenges. Thanks for reading everyone! Stay safe out there and as always…

GO BEYOND! PLUS ULTRA!