Izuku returned to his class and sat in the back next to Momo. "Is everything okay? You just disappeared during lunch?" Momo asked worriedly.
"Yes, I just needed to have a word with Sensei," Izuku smirked, telling part of the truth. "So, did you like meeting Tokage, Kodai, and Kendo-San?" he asked.
"Yeah, I enjoyed their company. They were nice," Momo smiled.
"Just a word of caution, I'm sure you figured it out. Setsuna can be mischievous," Izuku warned with a knowing smirk.
"Oh, I'm quite aware of that fact," Momo smirked, remembering the green-haired girl from Class 1-B, who pinched her secret crush on his seat; then Aizawa walked, and everyone was quiet.
"Good, it took 3 seconds to be quiet and pay attention. You kids are becoming more rational; you kids grew some sense, and quickly too," Aizawa spoke in his normal dull tone.
The Day went by, and it was the end of the last of this day's class. Izuku was leaving and came across Shoto; Midoriya could sense he wanted to talk to him.
"What do you need?" Izuku asked politely.
"You have two impressive Quirks; I noticed you're well trained, very skilled, and your physical abilities are even above most Olympic athletes," Shoto listed. "If you had the power and the skills, then you could've won the Battle Training in one move, but you didn't," he said.
"Yeah, I must say your Quirk is impressive to win instantly," Izuku noted. "But you barely acknowledged your partner," he explained. "Why did you think me and Yaoyorozu were the MVPs? because we trusted each other to get our tasks done swift and thoroughly; if that battle training were real life, lives would be lost because you didn't work with your partner," he said sternly. "For your question. Yes, I dragged that battle out with Bakugou on purpose to teach him a lesson, to teach him some humility, and have it known that there will always be someone stronger than him. At first, he threw a tantrum and tried to hurt Yaoyorozu and Tenya; that attack could have extremely hurt or even killed them; for that part, I just wanted to hurt him badly, " he said.
"You almost killed the guy yourself; you went all out on Bakugou when you didn't have to," Shoto pointed out.
"I didn't go full throttle during the Quirk Test and most certainly not with him, and I was still pulling my punches when I almost lost it. If I hadn't, I would have killed him," Izuku replied. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going home," he said and walked away; Shoto watched him go.
"I was right. He was holding back; that said, how strong is Midoriya?" Shoto said in his mind. "He's mysterious. He didn't trust the class to reveal hardly anything, and he didn't trust us to see him go all out in the Quirk Test; mysterious, intelligent, a strategist, unpredictable, and strong, a deadly combination," he finished.
Izuku made it home, made some dinner for his mom and him, leaving a note he'll be out. He was dressed; in charcoal-gray cargo motorcycle pants, a green long sleeve shirt with a black denim vest with a pine green denim jacket, black motorcycle shoes, and a black full-face dual visor modular helmet on his hands with black and neon gloves. He got out his motorcycle; it was a slick black Suzuki GSX-S750Z (in this fiction, people age 16 can drive at least motorcycles) with an agreement with his mom that he could ride his motorbike as long as he called her, telling her he was riding when he got to where he was going, call her, the black Suzuki GSX-S750Z with green stripes on the top of the front and down the back, the side and green wheel rims; in his backpack were extra clothes.
He fired up his motorcycle, pushing it to the street, getting on it, putting on his helmet, and with a 'VRROOOM!' as his engine roared was gone. He drove out of the city, then 3 hours later, he arrived at a reclusive pathway in the woods, leading to a 100-acre yard lawn, with a decent-sized cabin, with a large shed longer and broader.
Izuku breathed in the fresh air of nature and the outdoors; this place was his great-grandparent's house, as Izuku had kept it running and well-kept ever since they passed away; he opened his shed; on one side, it had a forge. On the other side, several stacks of chopped wood, large crates o charcoal, 5-gallon buckets of sand, large boxes of iron ore, wootz ingots, 9260 steel slabs, springs, and rods. Small packages of glass bottles, tall containers of ash, bottles of Vinegar, lemon, and salt by his forge has various blacksmithing tools.
The side wall was covered with awards for blacksmithing, forging, and recreating old weapons from history; all prizes were worth 5,000 to 10,000 Yen. When his bastard of a father left, Izuku took it on himself to help his mom with the money and release the stress and strain from her back, so at ten, he found a flier to Junior-Blacksmithing competition worth 1000 to 3000 Yen as an award, so getting books on forging blacksmithing, and smelting, he found he was talented. To this day, he still does. He is by far the youngest blacksmith of his time; he started the Junior Competition but found he was more advanced for a young age, and it instantly moved him up to compete with adults.
There was also a prize competition for Metal Sculptors worth; 15,000 to 20,000 Yen. Izuku got to work dressed in his blacksmithing outfit, and several hours later, he created a few different weapons to aid in this apparent attack; he marked it with Assist, Assault, and Guardian energy so that he could summon and de-summon them anytime he wants. He shut down his forge, turned the lights off, and formulated a battle strategy with twigs and pebbles. It was getting dark, so he locked up, put on a jacket with neon green stripes, turned on the bright, green-LED lights on his helmet, and turned on the under the glow of his motorcycle, as the wheels and underbelly glowed a neon green and headed back home.
When Izuku arrived, he tucked in his mom, who was sleeping in her room, ate a late dinner, showered, and went to sleep.
The next day. The day passed, and it was time for USJ training; before changing into their outfits, Aizawa called for him when everyone was getting dressed.
"If we're right about this attack, I suggest we formulate a plan," Aizawa said.
"I'd recommend bringing reinforcements because knowing villains will use every underhanded move when they do attack. Have the others band into a circle to cover each direction, separate large groups into smaller ones, and trap them," Izuku advised. "If we get overwhelmed, I have something powerful to handle it," he added.
"Sounds solid. I'll contact The Big Three," Aizawa nodded. "Get suited up," he ordered.
"Yes, Sensei," Izuku bowed and headed out. Izuku dressed in his Outfit and headed out to meet with the others. "Iida a moment?" he spoke, and Iida walked up to him.
"What do you need?" Iida asked.
"I need you to do a task," Izuku said with a serious expression.
"What is it?" Iida nodded.
"I sense something amiss at this USJ training. When I give the word "Iida Jet," run and get the Staff," Izuku explained firmly; Iida looked and saw his classmate's gaze; it was completely serious, sharp, and had an air of no arguments or questions asked.
"You can count on me," Iida nodded.
"Good," Izuku replied and headed off. Walking up to Momo, who smiled and waved.
"Hello, so Momo, I need your help with something," Izuku stated quietly.
"Sure, anything. What is it?" Momo nodded with a smile.
"During the Training, Sensei-Aizawa has a task for me; I need you to look after our Classmates," Izuku informed.
"I've never been in charge of anyone before, let alone a whole group," Momo responded, stunned. "I've read about leadership and taking command, but..." she trailed off, nervous.
"First time to do it in real life?" Izuku smirked; Momo just nodded, doubt in her ability to be responsible for her whole class. "I know something you read about doesn't compare to the real thing when it's looking you right in the eye; it seems scary, but whenever you are feeling stumped or hesitant, remember these words of wisdom: Leading doesn't come from the knowledge of books, it all comes from having trust and faith in your leadership abilities, when faced against a challenge put before you, don't overthink things, go with your intuition and instinct, those are great tools that can guide you. As long as you believe in yourself," he explained to her.
"You believe in me that much?" Momo blushed pink.
"Of course, I do. You need complete the step on your own, I can help you by reaching out, but ultimately you must choose to make the steps," Izuku replied firmly but gently.
"Hey Izu-Kun/Zuzu/Zu-Kun!" three familiar voices called; they turned to see Itsuka, Setsuna, and Yui walking over in their outfits.
Itsuka: Wore a turquoise knee-length qipao, over which she has a black double-breasted corset, ending just below her breasts. She also had on black spats shorts under her qipao; she wore a loose brown utility belt around her hips with a satchel attached at the back; a thin black domino mask around her eyes, and white-heeled navy-blue boots with wide vamps that reached down to her toes, filled in with white slips.
Setsuna: Wore a scaly purple skin-tight bodysuit with a mask around her eyes, a matching design, and black knee-high boots. She wears finger gloves with orange, three-piece wristguards and a belt around her waist with what looks to be a jewel embedded into the center.
Yui: Wore a skin-tight red bodysuit with a white-collar trim, with a V-pattern running over her chest and around her upper arms, which also includes a short white skirt with a red design at the front, dipping so it follows the one in her chest. On her forearms were plain white vambraces, a hat that resembled the front end of a baseball cap, colored red with white U-shaped lines around the sides, and a metal piece resembling a fin attached at the back of the strap around her head. Around her waist was a belt, straps around her shoulders, and a yellow oval-shaped gemstone was set between her chest; attached to her belt was a small pouch.
The three girl's outfits highlighted their fit and curvaceous figures. "What do you think?" the girls smiled, doing a slow 360 turn, showing every angle.
"Those are great outfits," Izuku smirked but blushed, seeing their round perfect size breasts and their round and firm buttocks, even though their outfits weren't revealing skin like Momo's, who was dressed in a high-collared, sleeveless crimson leotard with silver lines on her waist and around her arms, which is open to expose her skin from her neck to below her navel. She sports calf-length red boots with heels, which dip sharply down in the center. Two gold utility belts around her waist, a thinner one around the top portion of her chest, below her shoulders, as her Quirk does need to work without clothing in the way; the lack of covering showed her curvy and voluptuous figure since her body was thicker and fuller. Still, all four of them had striking hourglass-shaped figures.
"Do you like mine?" Izuku gestured; the three blushed as their crush wore black cargo combat pants with a dark green stripe on the sides tucked into the knee-height combat boots with dark green/black steel shin guards. He wore a black waistcoat with dark green edging fastened with two buckles, he wore a black form-fitting long-sleeve tactical combat shirt under the waistcoat, he wore dark green armor pads covering his upper arm and shoulders, he wore a dark green utility belt, two sheaths attached to his belt on his thighs with collapsible ecrisma sticks in them and a Katana and a Wakizashi both sheathed diagonally fastened across his back, he wore fingerless leather gloves with steel stubs on the knuckles with a green ring on the cuffs, he wore black armor gauntlet bracers bands with the edges having green patterns, he wore a black Nightwing-domino mask over his eyes he wore a dark gray steel-plated mouth half-mask that was designed to align with the other, which was hanging around his neck for the moment. Covering his eyes under his mask, he wore baseball grease around his eyes; the combination of both baseball grease and the Domino mask made his eye color seem darker.
"I must say, you look very handsome," Itsuka smiled. Then Izuku felt someone touching him; he looked and saw a familiar set of hands touching his shoulders and feeling his biceps. Setsuna wrapped her arms around him from behind and reattached her hands. She then started rubbing her hands on his arms and shoulders and faced him as she continued to stroke and feel the muscles in his upper body. Izuku blushed at Setsuna's straightforward actions.
"Oh, yes, your muscles are sterner and firmer than they look," She grinned; the other three girls looked on with annoyance, seeing the green-haired girl feeling up on his muscles with no shame. Even Yui's eye was twitching, then the three swarmed him, stroking and tracing the well-built frame with their fingers also; Izuku was blushing, never having girls feel him up like this before.
"Alright, Class-1B to the buses," a deep voice spoke; the owner was a very tall man with a bulky, muscular build, with lightly tanned skin and a few visible scars on his left cheek and the left side of his thick neck. He had short pale gray hair spiked upwards, away from his face, the only exception being the small clump of hair hanging down over the left of his forehead. His eyes are very small, thin, and dark red, and he has a wide mouth with two prominent lower canines. The man's outfit consists of a dark red skin-tight suit with a shallow u-shaped collar, which exposes the middle of his pectoral muscles and is lined with a thick black trim, which matches the ones over his shoulders. He wears white over-the-knee boots, thick vambraces over his lower arms, a thin wire snaking from one of the two small protrusions on the left to the back of his neck, and red gloves. Around his waist, he has a three-piece metallic belt that dips downwards in the center, and he wears an orange mask over his eyes.
"Same with you kids," Aizawa ordered his class.
"Yes Sensei," they answered, then Izuku's classmates all hurried on and started bumping into each other and arguing; Izuku just stood behind them rolled his eyes, then placed two fingers in his mouth.
'PHHWWEEEEEEEEET!' rang out as Izuku blew a loud whistle, silencing the commotion who looked as the class looked at him. "Cut it out. You're making us look bad. Now calmly board the bus," he said firmly and calmly, one at a time. They boarded the bus, with Izuku coming on last and sitting next to Momo with Mina on his left side on a side chair; the buses were off.
Izuku closed his eyes, keeping his mind calm and focused to prepare mentally for the 99.9% attack during the USJ. Something was coming towards him. Still with his eye closed, his hand snapped up and caught something wet and slick. He opened his eyes and saw it was a long tongue. He looked and saw Tsuyu.
"Nice reflexes Midori-Bro," Eijiro spoke.
"That's an advanced martial artist trait, Blind Sense." Ojiro was very impressed, and Izuku let go of Tsuyu's tongue.
"What did you need?" Izuku asked.
"So Midoriya, I'm a blunt person and like to say what's on my mind," the frog-girl explained. "How come you are secretive about your Quirks?" she asked.
"You want an honest answer, or do you want me to lie so I don't hurt your feelings?" Izuku questioned. "And say I don't like showing off?" he asked.
"I prefer the truth," Tsuyu replied.
"For the most part, it's straightforward. I don't know you guys too much, and I don't feel too comfortable revealing private information," Izuku responded.
"We told you ours and our likes," Mineta complained.
"Tell me. How much do you know about each other?" Izuku asked, and everyone was quiet. "Exactly, you don't know anything about each other, and I don't know you; I don't trust people I just meet," he said sternly.
"Well, that's cold," Jiro frowned.
"I just started U.A, and I don't blindly put my trust in someone and tell them my Quirk and my personal favorites," Izuku informed.
"Okay, ouch. Why do you and Bakugo always look like you want to kill each other?" Tsuyu asked.
"Well for me, I don't have the energy to care for him, especially from our history. His reason is that he's an asshole and sees everyone in his way as a pebble to step on, but what he really hates is when someone stands up to him and doesn't like to feel weak, so he lashes out with aggression and pettiness, but that's pretty much because of his fragile ego," Izuku explained.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY!? JUST BECAUSE YOU WON ONE STUPID BATTLE TRAINING IT MAKES YOU BETTER THAN ME!? YOUR STILL NOTHING BUT A WORTHLESS FUCKING DEKU, A LOSER!" Katsuki yelled from his place in the back.
"You know what? Shut up Bakugo. You're just sore because he destroyed you in the battle training!" Momo raised her voice. "If you can't say his name right then you don't get to say his name at all!" she said.
"Momo, leave it alone. Don't bother wasting your breath on him; he can think whatever he wants, but keep this in mind: the weakest dogs always bark the loudest," Izuku told her.
"I AM NOT WEAK! I'M THE STRONGEST IN THE SCHOOL; YOU'RE THE WEAK ONE, YOU'RE NOTHING!" Katsuki roared.
"You don't have the strength nor the integrity to accept your flaws, and you refuse to change. You can be angry and belligerent all you want, but it's not the classmates or me in the way. It's you," Izuku lectured. "You say I'm nothing and weak; how did I end up beating your ass all around the fake training building?" he asked.
"Yeah, from what I saw in the Observation room, you couldn't even touch him, and did you forget he almost killed you during the Training?" Shoto spoke in a monotone voice.
"You SHUT UP FROSTY!" Katsuki turned around in his seat.
"Maybe Izuku hit him too hard in the head, and he lost the memory," Momo scoffed; knowing the one who bullied and belittled him as a kid was here made her angry.
"What's gotten into Yaoyorozu?" Koda asked Sato nervously. "She normally isn't angry," he said; Satou shrugged.
"And as I said before, Bakugo, you're the weak one, but if you want, I can open another can of whoop-ass on you," Izuku said.
"What did you say?" Katsuki snarled, turning back around.
"You heard me want to go another round?" Izuku replied.
"How about we talk about our Quirks some more," Mina grinned.
"Nope, Nuh-uh," Izuku shook his head. Not wanting a part of this, he took out his iPod, placed his headphones in, and turned his music on.
"Aaaannd Midoriya's out," Denki sighed; up in the front, Aizawa was listening. "What happened to Problem Child, to get him not to trust anyone?" he wondered. "Well, I shouldn't say anyone; he has some trust for Tenya and Yaoyorozu," he reminded himself as he watched the pairs, noticing the bus slowing down.
"Alright, quiet down. We are arriving," Aizawa spoke.
"Sensei you're awake?" Iida asked.
"I've been awake when I heard yelling," Aizawa replied with a grumble.
The buses stopped before a giant dome, and everyone got off and went in, seeing multiple smaller domes and stages around the dome. Izuku walked around acting like he was checking things out; when he was planting traps, he was done placing traps with his Quirk. When he was done, he headed back to the classes.
"Impressive place," Izuku said, walking beside Aizawa. "I imagine this training is about rescuing?" he stated.
"You would be correct," Aizawa nodded. "I also brought reinforcements," he whispered to Izuku.
"Good, you can tell them to come out from surprising us," Izuku whispered back as he sensed three presences hidden.
"Nothing gets by you. Okay Big Three, the jig is up," Aizawa turned to the domes; three people appeared, two boys and one girl.
One of the two boys was a tall young man with a very muscular build with several noticeable scars around his lower arms, blue oval-shaped eyes drawn in a simplistic style with no visible sclera, and a round nose. He has blonde hair, the top part of which is arranged in a cowlick while the bottom section is swept backward. His outfit was a skin-tight white top with the number one million stamped across his chest in a bold, yellow font. The trimming on the top and shoulder pads are made in a matching fashion. On his waist, two green lines act as a belt, along with some lines of similar appearance on his shoulders, which dip in places to form two V's also wears baggy dark blue pants and white knee-high boots. He wears a red cape, thick gloves of matching color, and a white visor with yellow lenses.
The other boy was a tall young man with relatively pale skin. His ears are longer than most, their tips pointy and somewhat elf-like. He has messy, indigo hair, which sticks out behind his head, and thin, tired-looking eyes, partially covered by his bangs. His costume is a black bodysuit decorated with gold plating around the arms and shoulders. He dons a white tunic, matching cape, and hood with a gold plate on top of the hood. The cape connects to a scarf-like collar with a silver mask on the front. He also sports a purple mask over his face and a matching purple carrier vest with red straps. He wears a mask over his eyes and is barefoot.
The girl was a fair-skinned girl with a height of 5ft9 with wide, curious eyes. Her upper eyelashes are long and thick, and her irises are a royal blue. Her hair is a long periwinkle that reaches down to her knees, twisting around itself at her waist and curving inwards around her legs. She has side-swept bangs tucked behind her ears on the right and hanging just over her eyes on the left, and two short clumps of hair on either side of her face, curved towards her face on the right and behind it, under her ear, on the left. Her costume hugged her curvy body, a royal blue skin-tight bodysuit with a high black collar, pale mint green markings covering her torso from over her shoulders to between her legs, framed with turquoise, a matching stripe of the same two colors around both of her upper arms. On her feet, she wears a pair of knee-high boots, a thinning flap buttoned on each thigh, with turquoise spirals around her ankles, matching the thicker ones above her yellow gauntlets and wrist guards. She has a black strap around the top of each thigh, two small pouches attached, and two spiraling horns of hair protruding from behind her ears.
"Everyone meet the Three 3rd years; these are the top Three strongest in the school. Mirio Togata, Tamaki Amajiki, and Nejire Hadou. These three will be helping you out," Aizawa introduced.
"Hello, nice to meet you all," Mirio smiled and waved.
"H-h-hello, nice to meet everyone, too many people," As Tamaki shifted his gaze away, a sense of unease crept over him of seeing too many people, making him feel exposed and vulnerable. But the one person Tamaki couldn't even meet eyes with as his body tensed when he turned to Izuku. The other boy's expression was unreadable; his face was deadly serious, cold, and calculating, which sent chills down Tamaki's spine. Izuku's eyes were sharp and piercing, like the eyes of a predator homing in on its prey. When his gaze shifted to Tamaki's, it was like staring into the eyes of a wolf. Tamaki quickly turned away, unable to hold Izuku's gaze for even a moment longer, hoping to avoid any further Eye contact with the scary one-year. "And he's too scary," he said as he shivered.
"Hello, noob's a lovely day today," Nejire smiled and asked everyone questions a hundred miles an hour, then stopped at Izuku and looked him up and down. "Aizawa-San, why do you have a 3rd year in your class?" she asked, seeing how tall and muscular this classmate was.
Nejire thought Izuku was in her grade; he was a towering 6ft 1 and had muscles that would shame boys in their grade and age. "Would you like my phone number, and can I have yours?" she winked, making Momo, Setsuna, Yui, and Itsuka grit their teeth as their eyes twitched, as an upper-class girl was checking out their crush and asked him for his phone number.
"I'm 16," Izuku replied politely.
"And he is a 1st year," Aizawa spoke.
"I wouldn't mind someone younger," Nejire replied. "Are you really in Aizawa-Sensei's class? Are you really only two years younger? You look my age or older? What's your Quirk? Mine's Wave Motion. Snipe-Sensei said you broke All Might's record during the entrance exam. Is that true? What's your favorite color? Mine's royal-blue. Can we be friends? Do you need a hug? You don't smile too much?" she asked rapidly.
"Nejire-Chan don't overwhelm the poor guy," Mirio cut in.
"It's all right. To answer your questions," Izuku said. "Yes, I'm in Aizawa's class. Yes, I'm 16, although my looks are deceptive. My Quirks are Supernatural Force and Haki. Yes, I beat All Might's entrance exam score, although I'm not one to be boastful. My favorite color is Black mixed with green. How about we get to know each other first, then we can be friends, Hadou-Senpai? Nope, I'm good. I don't need a hug. I smile on the inside mostly," he answered every question.
Mirio and Tamaki were shocked; Izuku had just done the impossible: Answer all of Nejire's questions.
"Did that just happen?" Mirio questioned baffled.
"It did," Tamaki nodded; Nejire just blushed as this classmate answered her questions, then shook it off.
"No need to call me Hadou-Senpai; it makes me sound old; just call me Nejire," Nejire winked. "Eh, I'll hug you anyways for being a good listener," She then wrapped her arms around the first-year, her well-developed boobs smushed into his firm and toned chest making Izuku grunt with a blush; as she was a third-year, her chest was fuller and bigger than Momo's.
This made Momo, Itsuka, Yui, and Setsuna's tick marks on their temples pop, and Mineta and Denki foamed with envy at the affection that the third-year student was showing Izuku.
"Whoa, mamma, you have muscles on your muscles; you feel like you were made of granite," Nejire blushed. Then she separated slightly before walking to his side as she ran her fingers and hands over his shoulders, feeling the chiseled muscles in his back. Then lifted an arm and ran her fingertips across an arm, to his forearm, bicep, and shoulder. Then four hands grabbed Izuku from behind and pulled him back away from Nejire; it was a very jealous-looking Momo, Setsuna, Yui, and Itsuka.
"Back off. You might be a third year, but he's my Izu-Kun (Itsuka)/Izu (Momo)/Zuzu (Setsuna)/Zu-Kun (Yui)!" the four girls said simultaneously, shocking everyone.
"I'm what now?" Izuku blushed heavily as steam came out of his ears, then pushed the situation aside and focused. Using his Observation, Haki kept the size of his range out to 150 feet around him. Nothing so far; then a person dressed in a white space suit designed like a puffy jacket, a black helmet with white eyes, and a pair of yellow boots walked up, causing Ochaco to flip out.
"It's The Pro Hero 13: The Space Hero," Ochaco squealed as she went fangirl mode. The Space Hero then explained how misusing Quirks could kill someone.
"Wasn't All Might supposed to be here?" Aizawa faked ignorance; 13 held up three fingers to let him know All Might exceeded his time limit. "Irresponsible and irrational," he sighed just then when Izuku had his eyes closed something entered someone entered Izuku's Observation Haki range, causing them to snap open, as his expression became serious and hard as stone, as he turned around to a space 100 feet away and stood ready, Aizawa took notice of the sudden air change in Izuku.
Izuku sensed 1000's dark presences; he drew his swords and stood in a stance, getting everyone's attention. Aizawa knew from watching Izuku's change in behavior and stood next to him.
"What is wrong?" Aizawa asked.
"That 1% of me being wrong, you can scrap it," Izuku replied severely. "Get ready," he warned putting his mouth half-mask over his mouth, then the lights flickered and went out. Blackish-purple whirlpool formed 100 feet away, a hand reached out, a man with multiple hands covering his face and body stepped out, and the large purple cloud emerged. Hundreds of people walked out; Izuku narrowed his eyes as his regular round eye-shaped eyes took on a more serious and determined oval shape.
"Iida!" Izuku spoke loudly, getting the teen's attention "Iida Jet," he ordered, and Iida took off at his top speed. "Momo watch the class," he added seriously. "Everyone don't be alarmed, stand and work together to take them down," he told both classes.
"What's this? Where is All Might?" the man with the hands questioned. "Kurogiri?" he hissed.
"It appears we were miss informed Shigaraki-San," Kurogiri replied.
"Oh well, guess we can kill off some of his students. That will get Muscle-head running," Shigaraki shrugged.
"Big Three and 13 protect the students, Vlad and Midoriya with me!" Aizawa ordered, getting serious, putting on his yellow goggles.
"Of course," 13 responded; Vlad stepped up to Izuku's other side and made two war clubs from his blood. Izuku looked at his Classmates and Class-1B. "Class 1A and Class 1B, stick together and if you get separated, stand in a circle pattern and cover all angles; most importantly look after one another," he told both classes.
"Why? there just fake villains?" Denki said.
"Those are real villains," Aizawa replied; Then Izuku looked at the spots where groups of villains were standing, and a lot were standing on his traps. Izuku sheathed his swords, raised his hands, and pointed at the first to the left; the ground under them glowed blue. "Star lord's Minefield!" multiple detonations and flashbangs of blue energy erupted from the ground sending the group flying back and out, then to the right. "Mother Gaea Containment Blast!" a sizeable thick orb of blue energy formed around another group before shining brightly. Then a medium but powerful and wide geyser of bright blue energy sent the group and several from the force halfway to the roof before being snared by long stands of energy from Izuku, who gripped the strands tightly in his hands and yanked down hard, smashing them on the ground, knocking them out. Several groups tried to use their Quirks "Goddess Nemesis's Retaliation Rebuttal!" A vortex of swirling energy spun around the attackers, intercepting the Quirks, which revolved around as the vortex enlarged and intensified, as the energy fed on the Quirks before condensing, and the Quirks bounced back three times the power.
"AGGGGGH!" the groups screamed in agony as their Quirks were turned against themselves and rendered unconscious. Those three defensive traps took half of them out, as 50 were left.
"Three moves and half of the party out, what a disappointment," Izuku stated unimpressed, then started walking forward to everyone's shock.
"What the hell is he doing?" Eijiro asked.
"Being a moron that's what," Katsuki scoffed.
"Don't just stand there and attack him!" Shigaraki ordered; the last 50 ran forward as Izuku stopped halfway with his hair covering his eyes; he snapped his head up, giving a vicious and piercing glare unleashing Conqueror's Haki as powerful waves of transparent energy struck the attackers. The attacker's eyes turned white, and they collapsed unconscious.
Everyone was shocked as a glare knocked out 50 people.
"What the Hell! Who are you brat!? there was barely anything on you in your file!?" Shigaraki demanded, throwing a shit fit.
"So, you two were the ones in the school; I knew you two were familiar," Izuku replied in a cold and sharp tone. "I have no words for villains, especially not one who throws a temper tantrum. Seriously how old are you 5?" he questioned.
"WHAT WAS THAT!? YOU GREEN-HAIRED PUNK!?" Shigaraki yelled.
"Calm down Shigaraki-San; he's batting you," Kurogiri warned him.
"Get the others out here now," Shigaraki demanded; Izuku walked backward to the two Senseis as the three stood ready. As 200 more villains showed up.
"Let's get to work," Izuku got out his ecrisma sticks, brought them to full length, and stood ready.
"Save some for us kid," Vlad stated as the three ran forward, engaging the Villains.
"DEKUUUUU! YOU WON'T LOOK DOWN ON ME!" Katsuki roared as he exploded forward, charging toward the villains distracting the three.
"Wait, don't you fool!" Izuku warned, then Kurogiri warped in front and used his Quirk that a dark purple cloud overtook Katsuki, The Big Three, and the students and they warped somewhere. "If we make it through this. Can I sock him one?" he asked with an eye twitch and spoke in a low but deadly tone.
"You may," Aizawa replied just as irritated.
"What's wrong with that kid?" Vlad frowned.
"Don't ask/Don't ask," Izuku and Aizawa answered simultaneously. "But for now, let's just focus on these chumps," Izuku advised.
"Right," the two teachers agreed.
"Kill all the students," Shigaraki ordered; groups separated and went to different zones. When more followed them, Izuku smirked. "Sovereign Fleet Bombardment!" he sprang another trap; dozens of basketball-sized balls of blue energy formed from a glowing circle pummeling the groups from all angles, then made blue strands of energy from Guardian and Assist. With a strong jerk he pulled them back and himself forward, unleashing a barrage of flurry kicks and an inverted punch to the solar plexus, knocking them out. Vlad was bashing Villains away with his Blood-made war clubs; Aizawa was using his capture weapon to snare and slam his opponents, also kicking them out.
Izuku ran at a group. He dropped to a knee, ducking under a swing stood forward, slamming a rising punch to his lower stomach, spinning with a crouch under a strike, slamming a spinning elbow strike to one's temple, a frontal kick to one's stomach, a roundhouse to one's ribs, a rear kick into one's side, grabbing an attacker's arm and moved his hips threw him away, he unleashed more energy strands from his fingers and palms, from glowing blue hands, grabbed two by around the head pulled them down unleashing a double jumping knee strike to the face, then getting his ecrisma sticks back and ready, he smacked one under his jaw, another across the temple before kicking him away, ducked a mace, then grabbed the arm by the wrist and slammed a stick on his shoulder and another in the back of his knee, pushed him off with a foot knocking him into another villain.
Then he caught another Villain's fist with his hand, a villain three times his size with no effort. He then channeled Conquerors Haki through his arm into his fist and slammed a powerful and swift punch into his side with a vertical fist as he stepped in; the force of the punch charged by the Haki, the villain puked out blood and lunch as he was sent flying backward knocking his buddies away and slammed into a fake building's wall. When Izuku was done with his group, he looked at the teachers, who were doing very well.
Izuku then stood in front of a large group of 30, who gave out a battle cry and charged at him; Izuku then walked forward before turning into a full sprint closing the distance faster than they could act. Doing a shoulder charge in one's chest, bashing him away, slammed a rising punch to one's diaphragm, sent a round kick across one's lower stomach, sent a spinning back-kick to one's side, and elbowed another as he stepped around in the ribs, a thrusting sidekick into another's lower stomach, he evaded a punch and sent right hook to his jaw and finger strike to the soft part of the neck followed by a palm heel strike to the face and vertical punch to the chest knocking him back.
He tossed another on the ground with a hip throw, ran forward and jumped forward did another flutter kick combo and a windmill kick, ending the airtime with a scissor kick landing on his feet in a low stance, did a forearm block and sent a sharp and quick roundhouse across the chest grabbing an arm using the momentum throwing him over his shoulder, did a knee charge in one stomach face slamming him on the ground sent an uppercut to one's lower stomach, followed by a left outside crescent kick to one's jaw, a hook kick in one's temple and using his face as a springboard sent a flying sidekick in one's chest.
Izuku then tilted his head under a heavy punch from another 3 times his size and blocked another few strikes with his palms and forearms, sent a quick and strong jab to the nose followed by a barrage of punches to the face and jumping at him doing a double drop kick into his gut, grabbing his arm turning with his back in the villain's chest driving an elbow in his ribs and sent a low kick to his ankle and flipping and slammed the villain on the ground before stomping on him and launched off of him and jumping high over a groups head and held out a hand as a burst of Guardian, Augmenter, and Assist energy, a Gunpai formed in his hand, the head on the top was the shape of a guitar head and a jazz on the bottom, the length was the length of a field hockey stick with a three foot long woven steel chain on the bottom of the clip on attachment link on the chain.
Izuku held it out and blocked bullets with it, making a medium-sized but thick orb of Electric-blue energy formed over his hand in a half-fist position and the closed fist, the sphere grew smaller as blue tendrils spiraled around the energy ball "Photon Cannon Blaster!" he threw his fist out in a punching motion the ball of energy crashed on the floor between a group before the ball blew apart in swirling dome of crackling blue energy that threw the group away in different directions. He bashed another in the head with his Gunpai, and he swung the chain with a hand striking one in the face and kicking him away with a sidekick. Wrapping the chain around one's arm pulling him down to a rising knee to the face and round housed him in the stomach sending him back. Izuku blocked punches with the Gunpai and struck one under the jaw, a second in the stomach, punching a third in the face with the chain wrapped around his wrist and fist sending him flying back.
Wrapping the chain holding the Gunpai around his forearm and conjured a Tonfa holding it and blocked a kick with it jabbed the villain in her stomach turning threw the Tonfa in one's face, as he turned he struck the random female villain in the jaw and another man villain in the face, he caught the Tonfa he threw and drove it in one's ribs behind him and rear kick him into his side sending him into another. Sending the butt of the Gunpai into one's side jumped with a spin and did an outside crescent kick to the jaw followed by an inverted roundhouse to the stomach knocking him back. Izuku looked at the Senseis. Several were trying to gang up on Aizawa from behind; he charged forward and de-summoned the Tonfa; he conjured a one-handed blunt war mace and hooked it on the chain's clip.
"Sensei duck!" Izuku ordered. Aizawa dropped, swung the war mace grabbing the Gunpai in a reversed grip and the start of the chain smacked it into one's face; spun with a jump swinging the chain smashing the Gunpai into the others, Aizawa grabbed the last three and slammed them on the ground. Izuku then made a sphere of energy around him and Aizawa, blocking bullets and concentrating and absorbing the kinetic energy from the shots. The energy coiled around the globe and Sapphire-blue energy settled around the sphere.
"Black Panther's Redistribution!" Izuku crossed his arms in a cross and broke it, then kinetic energy with a thin wall of Electric-blue burst outwards, throwing enemies back.
"Thanks for that Problem Child," Aizawa sighed, realizing how close that was. "But don't spend too much energy," he warned.
"Remember I was walking around; I was placing traps. All I had to do was activate them; I only used one energy attack," Izuku assured.
"But what about the energy attack you shot back at them?" Vlad asked after smacking some away with a war hammer made of blood.
"I just was combining a defensive with an offensive tactic, hardly used energy mostly it was the kinetic energy from the bullets," He explained. "I've been mostly using hand-to-hand combat," he added.
"That's actually, very smart," Aizawa stated, impressed and wouldn't say it out loud, but he was proud how he wasn't relying on his Quirk too much and using his own skills.
"Let's talk about more later," Izuku said; 3 minutes later. The minions were all taken down. They all turned with severe expressions to Shigaraki, who was fuming mad, scratching his neck. "What's the matter? not brave enough to fight your own battles, you have these chumps fight for you?" he questioned in a cold tone.
"What was that?" Shigaraki hissed just then Izuku had blitzed at Shigaraki in a blink of an eye. "What!? I didn't see him move!" he thought to himself but was cut off when a horrible pain in his stomach as Izuku drove a charging uppercut to the stomach followed by a left cross and right hook to the face and knee to the gut, then sent a charging punch to his torso, sending Shigaraki flying back coughing and hacking out saliva and blood.
Aizawa and Vlad ran up to Izuku's side. "Break away and Triangulate," Izuku advised.
"That's a military strategy," Vlad replied surprised, as this boy knew military tactics. The three separated and Triangulated around the head villain who sat up, glared daggers at Izuku and seethed. "That's for attacking my classmates," Izuku cracked his knuckles.
"You think this is over brat? It's not," Shigaraki spat.
"Oh yeah? you and what army?" Vlad King challenged, then a dark purple whirlpool appeared and sucked in the villain appeared to the side next to Kurogiri.
"What took you so long!?" Shigaraki demanded.
"The other kids. We underestimated them, most everyone was working together from 1A and 1B, and those big three turned the tide in their favor," Kurogiri explained. Just then, Izuku had conjured a stick; he twisted a metal clip on the shaft, pressed a button on the bottom, and the top opened, two thin high tensile triple woven and twisted chains with grappling ends. He launched them around the metal brace around Kurogiri, jerked the stick up and down, slammed Kurogiri on the ground in front of him, and stepped on the brace, keeping him pinned down.
"You villains talk too much," Izuku told him, annoyed.
"Who are you?" Kurogiri questioned.
"I'm what you call a heavy can of whoop-ass," Izuku told him, then he pressed his foot on the brace harder, making the cloud body consolidate into a human shape, and kicked him in the stomach sending him into Shigaraki, knocking them back. "You two punks ready for an ass-whooping?" he questions.
"Kurogiri, make yourself useful and bring out the Nomu," Shigaraki ordered; out of a cloud, a hulking creature came out. It was taller and bigger than All Might, its height was 6 ft and 6 inches and had muscles like The Hulk, it was black with some red scarring, a beak-like face with sharp teeth and its brain exposed and wearing tan shorts with skull knee pads.
"Nomu Attack!" Shigaraki ordered, pointing to the three. The Nomu shot forward at a blazing speed, throwing a punch at Izuku; Izuku called forth Gunpai to block the fist. The punch's force shattered the heads of the Gunpai and slammed into Izuku's stomach, sending him flying back.
"Midoriya!" Aizawa yelled with worry but then was battered and beaten. Vlad King smacked Nomu in the face with a needle hammer made of blood, but it didn't have any effect, then was hit and slammed into the ground by the Nomu.
Izuku shot forward with a blazing speed, surrounded by Bluish-green lightning, with an arm covered in Armament Haki; it glowed with Sapphire-blue energy with Artic-blue and Cerulean-blue energies as blue lines flowed through the Armament Haki and drove striking in its face with a powerful punch reeling its head to the side and sent a foot Armament Haki it glowed with Sapphire-blue energy with Artic-blue and Cerulean-blue energies, he slammed a tornado kick into its side and a hook kick to the jaw.
The Nomu was sent flying back through a fake building in one of the zones. But it got up and shot forward, pouncing at Izuku; Midoriya jumped high into the air, but his ankle was grabbed, looked saw and it was Nomu who threw him back on the ground, who flipped backward three times and skidded on his feet; he ran forward at an Enhanced speed. When a human with Peak Human Condition gets an adrenaline rush, they are temporally boosted to Enhanced Condition.
Izuku evaded some potent punches and covered his arms with Armament Haki so he could avoid, parry, and block the punches; he ducked a right hook stepped around, sent a blow to the back of its knee-buckling it to the front, grabbed the back of its head ran forward and slammed its face on the ground, it grabbed Izuku's leg. It smashed him on the floor repeatedly before slugging him in the gut, sending him into a boulder and breaking it.
Izuku got back up and cracked his neck. "Not so tough now, are you boy?" Shigaraki sneered; Izuku raised his hands to his chin. "I can do this all day," he replied. He used Observation Haki on the Nomu. "I'll admit your beast is impressive and powerful from what I can tell: it has Superhuman Strength, Hyper-Regeneration, Shock-Absorption, and Hyper Bite Force," he listed.
"You're smart. I'll give you that, but it won't help you. Nomu was designed to combat and end All Might," Kurogiri replied. Izuku frowned with his head lowered, his hair blocking his eyes, before looking back up with a stone-cold glance. "I'm going to have to go all out. Simple attacks won't work," he thought to himself.
"Let me ask you two something. Does your prized game boss capable of feeling things like pain and fear?" Izuku questioned in a low and cold tone.
"They're designed, so they have no sensation of such things," Shigaraki boasted.
"Is that right? Well, let's test that logic," Izuku narrowed his eyes at the Nomu.