"You do know him!" Hatsume Mei practically screamed as she got ever closer to Tanya. Her eyes shined with excitement.

Tanya was stunned by what she was hearing. 'Someone else has made contact with Being X in this world!' She remembered the mad scientist Schugel and his unsafe inventions. A pale crept onto her face as the dots began connecting. 'Support course, they make things. Mei's eccentric, even by these worlds standards. Threat to herself. Being X contacted her… Oh no.'

"Mei!" Tanya snapped her out of a ramble, "did you make anything for him?!"

Hatsume blinked once… then twice as she realized for the first time, she had turned down an offer to make a baby. "He wasn't offering anything other than a vague promise, accepting it would have been bad for business. Besides, why would I make things for free?"

It was music to Tanya's ears. 'Stupid old man, why would anyone in the 25th century work for free at the whim of a so-called god? Schugel was an manipulatable idiot who happened to be gifted with magic tech. Mei seems to be a proper entrepreneur and engineer.'

Hatsume spiraled into a new ramble, "I mean, I technically do make free stuff for the hero department but that's because of the scholarship and sponsorship program provided by UA; we practice making babies for heroes practicing their hero stuff, but even though I passed the support course entrance exam with their highest grades I'm not allowed to skip up to the more advanced subjects unless given express permission from a teacher -"

'She's worse than Midoriya!' Tanya cried to herself as she was buried under a wave of rambling. It was all super interesting to her, just so fast she could barely keep up.

Recovery Girl looked to Power Loader while reaching for her faculty phone. "I don't think there would be any legal issues bringing in Midnight. It appears Mei is experiencing sleep deprivation and a manic episode."

Loader squinted through his helmet, he could already foresee the headache that Hatsume would bring him. In frustration, he admitted, "Ms. Mei's not usually this bad. Bring her in."

He watched on in apathy as Tanya held a conversation with Mei, despite having to dodge and skip around her attempts at feeling her wings. 'Mei can be a bit handsy when she's interested in something. With a mind as great as her's, taking her out of the school for behavioral reasons would do more harm than good. When determination meets genius, there's nothing in the world that will stop them.'

"I can make you a super cute baby! It'll help you with your hero work!" Mei pleaded as she stumbled after Tanya. 'I need her measurements! I need to know what kind of baby she needs!'

'B-babies!? What kind of Quirk does she have!?' Tanya screamed to herself as she dashed around Mei's next seemingly playful attempt to touch her. 'Why does she want to touch me so badly!? Is it part of her Quirk? Just a mental oddity like Bakugo's rage?'

"Does your Quirk make you a mother of inventions!?" She asked the inventor as she skidded to a stop on the tile floor.

Mei activated her crosshair eyes to zoom in on Tanya's soft down feathers. She could practically count each ridge, and had already calculated the average number of ridges. "Of course my Quirk helps me make super cute babies. If you'd just," She reached out to touch the softness, "agree to work with me, I can make you a super cute baby to help you!"

Tanya jumped into a summersault, pushed the ceiling with her wings before landing behind Mei. "We barely know each other and you want to make babies! How will that help me be a hero!"

Like a wild animal, Mei spun around, a manic, joyful grin lit up her face. "My babies can do anything I make them for!" She stood up straight, arms spread wide like she was talking to a crowd. "I can make some for your feet." Mei began slowly walking towards her. "With legs like those, you must do a lot of kicking. Why not put some weight behind them?"

'She's trying to cut off my escape routes.' Tanya began circling Mei to avoid being cornered. 'This is the strangest business proposal I've ever been in.'

"Explain to me how your Quirk works, and what does it have to do with weaponizing babies?" She decided to ask as straightforwardly as possible.

Mei paused in thought without a change to her pose, arms still stretched out wide. 'I had never considered weaponizing infants before! Oh, I could make a baby doll that crawls and self-destructs!'

Power Loader sighed as he watched this display go on. 'Ok, this joke's gone on long enough.' He called out, "For the love of engineering, she calls her inventions babies."

Tanya's jaw nearly fell off as she spun to the support teacher. "So it has nothing to do with actual babies!"

She could see the eyes roll under the giant helmet. "You wouldn't be the only one who thought that. Mei can be… unique."

"Why does everyone think I'm talking about human infants?" Mei asked as she tilted her head. "Is there something I'm not aware of?"

"..." Tanya could only stare at the pink haired mechanic. '...'

'This never gets old.' Power Loader chuckled to himself. He was happy his helmet hid his expressions.

"Under new light…" Tanya gathered her thoughts as she tucked her wings back into a resting position. "I would like to hear more about your… babies."

Before Mei could begin her sales pitch, the door opened. The rated 18+ hero stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the orange afternoon behind her.

Mei and Midnight locked eyes. Mei slipped into a low athletic stance, ready to bolt. Meanwhile Midnight continued to stand at the door, a hand delicately placed on a cocked hip.

The teacher licked her lips with a smirk. "I hear a certain young lass needs my care."

"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" Mei screamed as she tried to run past her.

Before she could blitz by, Midnight easily slipped her arm across Mei's stomach, tucked under her chest. She swiftly spun behind her target and waved her hand in front of Mei's face. A faint magenta mist smothered the girl.

"N-nho. Ho haps." Mei sleepily begged as she became dead weight. She let out a snore as she slumped into her teacher, only supported by Midnight's legs and her arm tuck.

Midnight grunted as she heaved the engineer over her shoulder. "She's, agh, heavier than I thought."

"Thank you so much Midnight, sweetie." Recovery Girl brought out her sweet grandma voice. "It's always a pleasure having you help."

"Seriously." Power Loader added as he watched his protégé being carried away.

"Tanya dear, I think it's high time you left." Recovery Girl demanded softly. "Power Loader and I have much to discuss. Don't we?"

"If you want to talk to Mei again, just stop by the workshop. Odds are, she'll be there." Power Loader shrugged.

"She's truly industrious, isn't she?" Tanya asked on her way out.

"Never stops working." Power Loader said, tone mixed between annoyance and pride. He began to close the door after Tanya.

"We need to talk about that, actually." Tanya heard from Recovery Girl right before the door closed.

'Hmm. I wonder if they'll let her move up to the higher classes like she mentioned.' She thought to herself as she walked down the dimming halls of UA. By now, the school was more lit by their lighting system than their usual employment of wall to wall windows.

Tanya glanced at her shoes. 'Weapons for my feet… that'll be a first. It would have to be light but effective at doing damage. Perhaps I really should go talk to Mei tomorrow, get some new gear.'

'Also, need to talk to Aizawa about my training.' Her wings shifted in anticipation at the thought of becoming stronger. 'I want to see if I'll have clearance to fly around campus, strengthen my wings, and strengthen my wind attacks as well.'

The fight earlier that day began playing back in her head. It had gone incredibly well, up until the last five seconds. 'If I had more ranged options, could I have taken them out faster? Mina held me at bay with her acid, perhaps if I had cleared it, I could have gotten more hits in… That Uraraka girl,' A shard of annoyance crawled under her skin, 'I must have kicked her senseless fifteen times! How did she not go down! Does she have some secret durability Quirk as well?!'

After grumbling about Uraraka's ability to take kicks that would have downed full grown men, she leveled her emotions. Her teammates came to mind with that ending thought. 'Their hearts? Is that the best advice you could have given me All Mi-' She froze up.

Bakugo's last line before the fight started came careening through her mind like a train off it's rails. He had given her a genuine smile, and said "I like your style, Chicken Wings." Just before the fighting had begun. 'He had gone with my plans. Even if he didn't target Midoriya off the bat, I would have sent him anyway. He was proactive, focused, and dedicated to his role on the team. He just lacked the flexibility to change targets. Had I misread him? And he had changed my nickname! When we first met, I was Angel Bitch, and we weren't really acquainted. After the strategy talk, he changed it to Chicken Wings, a decidedly more friendly name! Certainly that would mean…' She shook the thought from her head.

'No, no. Gotta focus on what I can work with. All Might had also stated that Sato had gone too far, what did I do…' It dawned on her. 'I had sent him after Midoriya. He wanted to help me, but didn't know why I didn't want his help. I'll more thoroughly explain my plans to him in the future as well as why the targets I've chosen for him need to go down quickly.' She promised herself to be a better commander in the future.

'These guys aren't fully trained soldiers following the orders of a commanding officer. These are passionate rookies with a drive to fight and no discipline to back it up. I'll be accommodating for this later… Perhaps I'll show them why discipline is a necessity for a healthy team.'

'Speaking of targets, Midoriya.' A deep seated anger took hold and wouldn't let go. 'He's too strong for any of our good. Overly reckless, self destructive, impulsive, a nightmare of traits armed with the strongest Quirk in our class. He has come between me and All Might's favor, which means he's in my way. How were we supposed to take him down? What, short of nearly killing him, could stop him?..'

She glared out the window, where the Greenette stood with All Might by the gate. The number one hero, the man who's endorsement would get her into any agency she desired, stood before Midoriya with a hand clasped over his shoulder. 'He favors you despite your wild, endangering behavior because you're strong. Very well Midoriya. I've been left with little choice. Next time we fight, I will break you myself.'

The next week was equal parts intense and interesting.

Ectoplasm and Midnight had given out quizzes to gauge their students current capabilities, much to the suffering of many in the class. At least Present Mic didn't quiz them early.

Ecto's math quizzes were amusing to Tanya. She could almost tell which problems were his, and which belonged to Nedzu. The teacher enjoyed designing questions that looked big and scary, but were actually harmless. Meanwhile, Nedzu was the opposite. His questions looked small and harmless, even to her, only to expand wildly out of control. She was pleasantly surprised by the difficulty of the test, and was equally surprised that Momo had tied with her at 100% score.

As Kaminari had later cried "Why was there a 0-pointer on our quiz?! Will every test in this school have 0-pointers!?"

"You… didn't have to answer that bro." Sero had tried to comfort him. "It wasn't worth anything."

"It was on the first page!" He had cried as he held up his quiz. A fat 0 sat on top. The poor boy had wasted all his effort trying to solve Nedzu's 0-point nightmare.

As for Midnight's quiz, if Tanya could call it that, was a deconstruction and examination of their hero costumes. All of which were subject to Midnight's incredibly subjective tastes.

On Tanya's costume, Midnight had scored it a B with a comment "Exposed back and arms, good choices. Use of color theory, good choices. Lacks personality and identity on its own. Ask yourself, would a cosplayer be recognized as you if they wore your costume? Passable, utilitarian, but not timeless. B."

'Huh?' Tanya was confused and bewildered by her grading. 'Sato had scored an B+ for minimalism, Momo had scored a perfect A+ on appeal. The worst scorers were Todoroki and Midoriya at F's. How was I supposed to score better? What?' She squinted at Midnight as the teacher strutted around the room, her tight corset swayed with each step. 'You favor sex appeal, don't you.'

She decided to put her hypothesis to work. "Hey Bakugo," Tanya asked, "What did you score?"

He huffed as he handed her his review. "Check for yourself Chicken Wings."

She read through the commentary. 'Good color choices, memorable silhouette, really exposes and exaggerates your pecs, very appealing, A- score. Yep, his score jumped up because of his pecs.'

"It appears you did well." She told him as she handed him his paper.

"I scored 4th! There's nothing well about being beaten out of first!" He jabbed a thumb over at Aoyama. "Much less placing behind Glitter Boy here!"

'First place or bust. I can understand that.' Tanya made a mental note. 'The backbone of any meritocracy is the desire for perfection after all.'

The man in question seemed to have a sixth sense for when people were talking about him. Aoyama posed dramatically as if ill. "Uhh, I truly am ahead of my time. Fashion hasn't caught up with me yet."

The support workshop was a lively place, and one Tanya wouldn't wish to return to unless absolutely necessary. The whole place was full of eccentric engineers. Even if Mei had her senses, odds were that Being X was combing through the class for a new pawn. Last thing she needed was another type 95 being strapped to her chest.

Mei's new baby she had built for Tanya was a set of talon boots. In much the same design as Mirko's expanding shoes, Tanya's talon's sat above and in front of the boot itself. When she kicked, they would expand outward for another hit as well as repelling her away from her target. Where the design got even better then Mirko's shoes, were that Tanya's held another set of functions. Being able to latch on with her feet, much like true talons, opened a realm of new combat options for her.

Tanya sat on the workbench, she stretched and retracted each talon, even the heel hook. "This is amazing Mei, how long did it take you to design this?"

Mei was nearly vibrating with energy. "Well, I first said I would make something for your feet about two days ago. Researching Mirko's shoes took half an hour, they were custom built by a support company that she doesn't advertise so finding that was really the bulk of the half hour. Modification and redesigning took another twenty minutes, good heavens Mirko hasn't upgraded her gear in ages. After that, manufacturing took twenty two hours and fifteen minutes."

"Really?" She replied as she rhythmically tapped her talons against the workshop floor.

Mei awkwardly reached out to touch her feathers, only to be denied by a quick twitch away. "Heh, ha. Yeah, it took longer than I had expected really. You're wearing the seventh version. I designed them after falcon talons, the same as your wings actually!"

Tanya hummed in amazement as she stood up. The weight of the new contraption was unfamiliar to her. Sure, she had the support gear from the old flight suit, but that wasn't comparable to wearable weapons. They were remarkably clunky to walk on, as the balance of her feet were thrown way forward to the toe. It would just take adjusting to.

Mei put her googles back on before chuckling. "Anyways, back to work! I need to rig a set of power armor!"

"Industrious as always." Tanya smiled as she watched Mei zoom across the workshop. She examined her new talons.

A small grin crept onto her face, visible in the reflection of the talon's nails. 'They're sharp.'

Tanya kept up her personal training after having asked Aizawa if flying above the school was acceptable. She still remembered the boredom in his sleep deprived eyes as he had told her "This is a Quirk school. As long as you don't do anything illogical, knock yourself out."

Her back ached as she continued flying laps above the school campus. As she soared over the testing grounds, she continued to plot how to take her place as number one in the class.

Midoriya had been granted an immeasurable amount of strength, one she doubted anyone in the class could contest in a one on one fight. A victory against him would require a coordinated team effort, and even then, the only way to take him out of the fight would be to either knock him out or kill him. Bypassing him and achieving victory through alternative means might be the only reasonable option.

She practiced her wind attacks between laps. Targeted gusts that could keep opponents at bay, wind walls to parry projectiles, they were her bread and butter. If balanced out just right, she could hover with barely a wing movement and glide in place.

Some part of her felt the call of magic when she performed these wind moves. It defied traditional logic and reason, but maintained its own. Even if the mathematics of computational magic were gone with her last life, it felt reassuring to know there was more to explore.

Throughout her flight, she would practice her kicks and talon grabs. The weight of the new boots made wide swings more dangerous as they would build momentum behind the heavy, metallic, sharp talons. If she kicked with the top of her foot like usual, the kick would be blunt, but if she landed it on the sweet spot at the end of her new support gear, there would be bloodshed.

Feeling dangerous again, as if armed with nothing but a mage blade and aerial mobility, made her laugh. It felt good to feel secure again; to hold a little more sway over her own fate against the power of a 'god'.

Getting to school started to become a hassle. Once news got out that All Might was teaching, the media swarmed like ravenous vultures, desperate for a scrap of story.

Tanya and her classmates were especially targeted. She had eventually come to the conclusion that entering the school was a group activity. Sato lived by the train station and Bakugo had to ride the train to school anyways, so every morning, they would group up at Sato's place before trekking to school.

The group sat around, enjoying breakfast before beginning their push to the school. Tanya sipped her coffee, mentaly complimenting this cafe on their skills whilst listening to Bakugo and Sato.

"It was bullshit we lost against Deku! He was Quirkless!" Bakugo began as he fumed over his curry. He wasn't a fan of how mild the spice was.

Tanya raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "You keep saying that Midoriya didn't have a Quirk, yet he evidently does. What's up with that?"

Sato stepped into the conversation, already having eaten breakfast before the duo had arrived. "I wouldn't exactly blame Midoriya." He averted his gaze away from his blonde companions. "Not all of us were blessed with convenient Quirks."

Tanya chuckled a little bit. "Convenient? You should see me molting. The guy levels buildings for the price of an arm."

"But did he always know, or even want to?" Now he had the duo's full attention. He squirmed a little under their dissecting glare. Bakugo looked like he would fight him if he said something wrong, and Tanya watched him with the focus of a scientist observing a rat. "If you had the power to blow people away like that, why would you go around announcing it? And seeing its drawbacks, why would you use it unless it's completely necessary?"

"What lame shit are you on?" Bakugo barked as he slid away his curry. He just couldn't handle the mildness. "That reasoning may have worked for weak willed extras, but that bastard has been throwing himself into trouble every chance he's gotten and never so much as shattered a finger."

"I see two possibilities." Tanya set down her empty coffee cup. "Possibility one; Midoriya never used his Quirk because he deemed it too dangerous to be unleashed. Never telling anybody of its existence would also prevent people from trying to force his hand. Possibly two; he's been keeping his Quirk a secret because of its surprise factor. Self destruction for sheer power is a strong ability, but one that can also be exploited by his enemies. Keeping it a secret would prevent people from designing countermeasures until he had the chance to train it in the open. Possibility three, he didn't even know how to activate it. He would have been told he had a Quirk, then upon the realization he wouldn't know how to use it, found telling people he's Quirkless to be easier."

"Deku's always been a nerd. I can see him keeping it a secret. He used to fill notebooks full of hero stuff, the bastard's probably got everyone's Quirks and drawn up plans already." He leaned his chair back as he thought about the situation at hand. Some part of his skin crawled at the idea he was picking apart an enemy like some nerd, much less that it was the nerd himself.

'What a strange set of friends this college has blessed me with.' Sato thought as he watched the two bond over the idea of violence. 'Still though, I can't help but fear the next time I have to use my Quirk in combat. Last time I had really let my Quirk loose was middle school… A memory I'd rather not relive.'

"I don't think we'll be fighting today. Yesterday was physical training, the day before was a light recovery day since Aizawa had to fix his schedule, and Monday was the team fights. We also have a field trip scheduled for today." Tanya began prepping a schedule in her head as she pulled at her lip. If she wanted to place at the top, she would need her team to be strong too. Against juggernauts like Midoriya's strength or Momo's utility, they would need to be strong, and that meant passing their classes together with maximum efficiency.

"Wait, we have a field trip?" Sato asked in surprise and excitement.

"Did you not check the schedule?" Tanya replied with a glance at the giant.

He looked down and refused to answer.

Bakugo leaned his head back and groaned in frustration. "Ugh! All this planning is starting to bore me, and there's no fighting in sight." He kicked his chair back and snatched up his bag. He swung it over his shoulder. "Let's go. Gotta fight to get to class anyways!"

Media men swarmed the gates in a feeding frenzy, looking for any scrap of information.

"How would you describe All Might's teaching?", "Anything you can tell us about All Might?", "Does All Might make a good teacher?" The swarm barraged the group with questions, microphones, and cameras.

"Pardon me, sorry, coming through." Sato held point at the front of the group, he gently waved them off and tried to make space for his friends behind him.

"How about you leave me alone! How's that a for a fucking answer!" Bakugo scared off a meek reporter. "That's what I thought! Buncha extras!"

"No comment. All Might is adjusting to being a teacher just fine." Tanya repeatedly gave off cold and empty statements to disinterest the reporters. If they saw nothing of interest, they would give her space.

She watched in slow motion horror as Bakugo and a determined, opportunistic female reporter held ground, both refused to back down. She saw him snarling at her as the reporter's grin grew. 'If Bakugo snaps, that would give them a story about our class. I gotta save this.'

Tanya slipped a wing between them and clasped a hand over Bakugo's shoulder. He glanced down at her, momentarily leaving the reporter alone. "Don't worry about her Bakugo, just keep moving."

She guided him away from the aggressive reporter and towards the safety of UA's gates. He tried to snarl off another reporter before they could line up a photo of them together, but to no avail as the camera went off.

The trio swam through the swarm before stumbling into the safety of UA.

"If I could just get your nam-" A reporter started as they stepped after them, and a little too close to the threshold.

Tunn. Heavy, black metal blast doors slammed shut. The horde of reporters were closed off from the school for nearly trespassing onto the campus.

The trio caught their breath before heading to class.

'In all my years,' Tanya complained internally, 'I have never had to deal with reporters this aggressive before. I've done propaganda work, minor reports, and stage reports, but I've neer been swarmed like that.'

"Don't go around trying to fucking save me." Bakugo growled without looking back. "I had it under control."

'His condition prevents an honest answer. Even though he's thankful, as he's acknowledging it, his hurt pride is taking priority.' Tanya thought as she followed the group to class. 'I should leverage the conversation away from his vulnerability and towards myself to prevent issues later.'

"I assure you Bakugo, my actions were entirely self motivated." She said as she sped up to match pace with him. It wasn't a lie from her, she couldn't allow themselves to be making headlines in cheap tabloids before their careers even started.

Sato winced hearing Bakugo's angered huff. He knew his friend was hurt by Tanya's cold shoulder, but Sato found comfort that everyone here wore their hearts on their sleeves. Even if those hearts were wimpy, anger filled, or cold.

Bakugo huffed after hearing Tanya's statement. 'Finally, someone's making some sense around here. None of that canned I'm helping you out of the goodness of my heart bullshit. Doesn't change that I had it under control, I didn't need any goddamn help!'

Tanya's scheduling was accurate, the class did have a field trip that day. In their costumes no less. Iida had tried to organize everyone onto the bus, but no one really needed organizing, and the bus had a peculiar seating arrangement regardless.

Much to no one's surprise, many of the friend groups gravitated towards each other in seating arrangements. The more sociable students took to the open middle of the bus, while the rest took the back rows.

Tanya took the first aisle seat she could. Her wings weren't working well with the robust bus seats, so she had to sit with her shoulders turned, her wings folded up but were still in the aisle.

Just in front of her was Bakugo who had taken the first window seat. He was trying, if failing, to relax as he stared out the window, head rested on his fist. His bright red eyes were lost in thought.

Just across the aisle, Sato sat with his legs somewhat pointed out. He would have taken the middle area, but his friends were in the back… and Midoriya was in the middle of everything. Perceiving enemies wasn't exactly in his nature but Midoriya and his friends… kind of scared him a little. Behind Sato, or to his side from a seating point of view, was Jiro who was deep in her music.

Unlike the middle group, Tanya's group and the other backseaters were attempting to enjoy some quiet. Between their classes and the swarming press, many of the students were a little worn down. Of course, this didn't stop some of them.

"Bakugo's always mad, so it doesn't seem like he'll be popular. Kerro." Tsuyu stated as a part of a conversation Tanya hadn't been paying attention to.

"Huh?!" Bakugo asked, finally being dragged out of thought. He stood up, his fist clenched around the dividing rail. "Trying to start something already! Say it to my face!"

Tsuyu pointed to him. "See?"

"Excuse me?" Tanya was caught off guard by what she was hearing.

"We haven't known you very long, but it's impressive everyone here knows your personality is hot garbage. You've got one mood, and it isn't a good one." Kaminari gave a shrug.

"YOU WANNA GO!" Bakugo leaned over the rail. "Next exercise, I'm blowing you away! I'll kill you battery!"

Tanya watched in awe as the middle group began picking on Bakugo. 'They've labeled him as an outsider and have begun excluding him. I fail to see the logic in their bullying. They gain nothing but a burned bridge with one of the stronger students.'

Uraraka smiled as everyone began riling up Bakugo. Even though Midoriya was quaking and shivering, she was enjoying this. "C'mon Deku, everyone's enjoying themselves."

"E-everything seems so wrong." He shivered out. "For once, it's Bakugo being picked on."

"We're all having fun here." She put a hand on his back, careful to not accidentally use her Quirk on him.

The Greenette went red and seized up.

Sato watched in discomfort. 'Heroes help people… All Might told me to follow my heart.'

He strengthened his resolve before making his move. He tapped the dividing rail between him and Kaminari to get the electric boy's attention. "Hey, man, that isn't cool."

Kaminari shrugged him off. "Don't worry about it big man. See, Bakugo's got his emotional guardian angel with him."

Tanya was trying to get Bakugo under control. She refused to have one of her few pieces be taken out of play by some elementary school bullying. She had stood up and was trying to pull him back into his seat, "Bakugo, you need to let this fight go!"

"The bastard thinks this is funny! I'll tear you apart!" He rocked in anger against the railing.

"You want to win right?!" She began playing his most vulnerable angle. The businesswoman buried in her soul knew that playing to what people want was the best option. "Fights are won before they're started! Win on your terms, not his!"

Bakugo's grip loosened off the rail and he collapsed back into his seat. He muttered, "I'll kick his ass later."

"That's the spirit." Tanya sighed as she slumped into her chair. She had so much work ahead of her trying to manage a team of idiots. 'These guys are nothing like my battalion. Everyone's so emotional, and confusing. At least Bakugo and Sato are straightforward enough that I can work with them.'

"We're here." Aizawa announced, already at the door of the slowing bus. "Settle down and head inside."

They had traveled to the far end of the campus, by bus of course. The campus was egregiously enormous. They had arrived at a large glass tiled dome that looked like a science facility. It could easily have fit several olympic fields within, and have had room for seating.

The class funneled in to be met with a breathtaking sight of engineering, and a short astronaut with a big black helmet and white mask eyes. The interior was every bit excessive as the rest of UA, if not moreso. Several large sub-facilities were assembled in a ring around the building.

Going clockwise from the grand entrance, complete with way too many steps, were a myriad of locations. There was a series of building tops sticking out of upset earth, as if someone had sunk all the buildings. A torn apart landscape, complete with crumbling, ruined buildings and destroyed trees. A miniature mountain side, complete with a chasm and rope bridge. Already inside their dome, was another domed area with fire decals, the silhouettes of burning buildings could be seen within. There was a waterfall and rushing rapids that ran into a model lake, complete with a miniature cruise ship. Finally, another domed area that sounded like a hurricane. In the middle of the massive room was a fountain and rest area, for soon to be exhausted students.

"Everyone!" The astronaut spoke loudly and clearly. They were Thirteen, the blackhole hero who specialized in rescue operations. "I have been waiting for you!"

In a flash of showmanship, Thirteen threw their arms out wide. "Behold! My training center! Designed to prepare students for simulated and common disasters. I call it, The Unforeseen Simulation Joint!" They paused… "Or USJ for short."

"Just like Universal Studios japan!" Uraraka cheered. Everyone could practically feel the grin on Thirteen's face.

Aizawa walked up to her, carefully putting himself between her and the class. He dropped his voice low enough for her to hear, "Thirteen, do you know where All Might is? He's supposed to be here."

"About that..." She replied as she lifted three fingers. "He was a little busy this morning, so he's taking a breather in the teachers lounge."

Aizawa sighed as he took his place by her side. "Of course he did. Only he would pull something so irrational."

Thirteen took the spotlight once more for the class. She mumbled something before clearing her voice, "Ahem, I'm sure everyone here knows what my Quirk is? Yes? My Quirk, Black Hole, can suck anything into my fingertips, turning it to dust in the process."

Midoriya once again showed the class his fanboy trivia powers. "You've used it to save countless civilians from disasters! It's what makes you the famous rescue hero!"

She chuckled before continuing. "Yes, but as I'm aware of what your combat class has taught you; any Quirk can be dangerous."

Mina's smile didn't waver, even if she couldn't lock eyes with the teacher at that moment.

"My Quirk is incredibly effective at clearing rubble and opening space. I can even vacuum a hole into a falling building. But my Quirk doesn't discriminate between person or object, friend nor foe. Even people can be disintegrated by me if I'm not careful." She continued as she held out her hand for the class to see. Each finger had a metallic cap on the end of it that could flip open. Had she opened her fingers, they would have seen the pitch darkness within, the blackholes at her fingertips.

Mina listened to every word Thirteen said. An excitement ran up her spine. 'Our Quirks are so similar, even if somewhat different! I want to learn from her! How I can use my acid to do more than accidentally melt people, I want to help people too!'

"Aizawa showed you what your Quirks were capable of. All Might showed you how dangerous your powers can be. I believe that any Quirk, no matter its abilities, can be used for more than just violence. Here, at this facility, is a fresh start for everyone here, the chance to show what more you are capable of. To save people!"

The class got excited and began cheering for her. She patiently absorbed their praise, happy that she could try to make the world a little less violent.

"Today, we will not be using our Quirks for combat, but for rescue. You will be split into groups and participate in disaster scenarios..." Aizawa started before the lights started failing.

A dark mist emerged from thin air, just in front of the fountain. It swirled and manifested, a sickening color of purple and black stained the air.

A wave of oddly dressed individuals stepped out of the fog. First there were just a handful, then a dozen, then their numbers just kept growing and growing. An entire horde of villains had arrived on their campus, straight out of thin air.

Bakugo began to stretch his fingers with a smirk. "Guess there will be fighting today."

Tanya flexed her wings and slipped into a more combat ready mindset. 'Being X, you bastard. I knew everything was going too well.'

"Don't move!" Aiazaw ordered, he already slipped his goggles up to protect his eyes. "Those are real villains."

Sato gulped as he reached down and ran his thumb over the top of his sugar container. In his head, he was already questioning if keeping his friends safe was an option… if keeping himself safe was even a possibility.

Authors Note; Man, sorry it's been so long! Exam time was upon us, so I had to hunker down and handle that… Seeing the favorites, follows, and positive reviews roll in always gives me the motivation to return, to make more.

Next chapter is the USJ villain fight! We'll get to see Tanya going up against actual bad guys! I'm so hyped!