Goddess of the Moon

"Do you still want to talk?" Izuku asked Artemis.

"I do, but not now," Artemis said, standing in her doorway. "I need…I need to gather myself after…after what happened."

"I understand," Izuku replied. "If you want to talk about something else or need me."

"I appreciate that," Artemis leaned forward and kissed him softly. "I will reach out to you." They squeezed each other's hands before he walked away, and she shut the door.

Artemis sat on her bed, "Asfi, are you here?"

In the corner of the room was a shimmer, a jet black helmet with a mask was removed, and a girl about 5'5 with aqua blue hair and cyan-colored eyes stood. She had a lovely figure with a tempered waist, giving her a nice hourglass curve; she had a white cloak over her U.A. uniform with two belts that crossed at her waist coming to her hips with several large pouches. Asfi adjusted her glasses, "Yes, Artemis."

"Did you feel that?" Artemis said, her hands clasped in her lap.

"I did," Asfi replied as she came to sit beside Artemis and slipped her arm over her shoulders. "I don't think I was the only one either."

"How so," Artemis said, leaning on Asfi's shoulder. "There was this other girl in the support course. I couldn't be sure, but I saw her stiffen, and then whatever she was working on blew up."

"I wonder if she is another," Artemis whispered. "Something is coming, I don't know what. But by the way, it felt…"

"Antares?" Asfi asked, hoping that Artemis would say no; when she felt her friend nod her head and begin to cry, Asfi prayed that Artemis was wrong.

"I am coming for me again," Artemis managed to say between the tears. "I don't want to die that way, not again."

"I won't let it happen," Asfi said fiercely, "and neither will your Orion."

A Fox Joins the Familia

Haru sat before Inko on the floor, her mind racing at what Inko had told her about the divine blessing and the ability to induct Haru into the Familia. She looked over at Izuku and Momo, sitting to the side on a couch, nibbling on her lip.

"I don't want to force anything upon you, Haruhime," Inko said. "I wanted to make this offer because I felt it was the right time, and you are the right person. When that alarm went off today, I had a vision, a vision of Izuku and Momo lying dead, and you were with them. I was told I would know when and to whom to make the offer. That person is you."

"By doing so, it will bind me to you and them," Haru looked to others. "It will also deepen my relationship with Izuku?" Haru couldn't fight the blush. "But will it make me stronger?"

"It will, but how strong you grow will be determined by your actions," Inko said. "You can continue to work and grow independently, but without the recordings, it will be slowed; that is the drawback. But you will be stronger, faster, and tougher than someone of comparable physique."

"It is just like the brave rabbit," Haru said, smiling at Izuku. "The gods favored the brave rabbit, and so were his companions, who allowed them to go on those extraordinary adventures. Izuku is the Brave Rabbit, Momo is the wise Crow Warriors, and I am the fox maid."

"Now that you mention it," Izuku said, rubbing his chin.

"Crow Warrior?" Momo said, puzzled.

"The Crow Warrior was a warrior from the east, wise and beautiful," Izuku said, making Momo blush slightly. "She was a trusted friend and comrade of the Brave Rabbit." Izuku paused. "Maybe Grandma Hestia was leaving us clues?"

Inko paused in thought, "It is obvious that she knew more than she had let on before she passed; she was the one that gave you the blessing when you were but an infant. It may be important to re-read these stories and see if they have more clues."

"I accept," Haruhime said. "The thought of being closer to Izuku is nice, but I want to get stronger. Not only so that I can stand by his side but also so I can protect Eri and myself. I want to be more than just a maid who stands in the back and waits for Izuku and Momo to come home. I want to be by their sides as someone they can rely on!" Haru hand was over her heart. "So if you will have me, Lady Inko, I would be honored to be part of your familia."

Izuku and Momo left the room as Haru knelt before Inko with her back exposed."With the power passed on through my ancestors, I bestow upon you this blessing. May your growth be swift and your heart strong, and always return home to where you belong. From now and until your eyes close their last, you are part of me, and I am a part of you; we are Familia from this moment and into the infinite tomorrow."

A single drop of Inko's blood fell from her fingertip; Haru felt it strike her back; it was this single pinprick of cold that suddenly flooded out and enveloped her in a cocoon of warmth. Her eyes had been closed, but when she opened them, all she could see were her tails wrapped around her. They opened like a flower, and she was standing on a dark pond, a glowing flower in the darkness. When she looked down, she saw her reflection in the water, but it wasn't her. This woman in the water was older, wiser, and more beautiful. The reflection smiled so soft and warm that they reached out with a single finger to touch the underside of the water; where they made contact, little ripples danced out. Haru reached down and touched her finger to her mirror image.

"When I was lost, he came and found me. He took me from that place, and despite my thoughts that I would be his downfall, he took me home, and I made a life by his side. In the dark, I found him again; he was lost, and I became his protector. You are strong, my little kit; you are mighty. Rise and forge your path not behind but beside the Argonaut. Be strong, my kit; you will be tested."

Level One
Uchide No Kozuchi – Level Boost
Foxglove – Accelerated Recovery
Fox Spirit – Boosts the effects of magic and skills in the face of adversity.

Haruhime sat staring at the paper. The first two abilities were no surprise. It was what they had already known, but Fox Spirit was something new. She looked over her shoulder at Inko, but when she did for a moment, she saw another woman standing just behind Inko, leaning on Inko's shoulder and smiling. The woman was beautiful, with long silken black hair tied in two ponytails with silver bells, a white dress pure as snow, and a smile that screamed warmth and home.

"Hestia?" Haruhime whispered.

"Welcome back, you silly fox," Hestia said. "You take good care of our Bell, give him plenty of kits, and make sure he doesn't go all self-sacrificing on us."

Haru had a vision of Izuku saying goodbye as he ran out to certain death, leaving them all behind in the hope that he could save them. Tears filled Haru's eyes as she felt the heartache when he ran out there and when word reached her that he had died on the battlefield.

"I promise," Haru managed to say, but Hestia was gone.

"Haruhime, are you okay?" Inko said, looking at the crying girl.

"Sorry," Haru said, wiping her eyes quickly. "I am Lady Inko, I promise."

"Put on your shirt, sweetie, so that I can call them back in," Inko smiled. "Unless you want to call them in and leave the room!"

"INKO!" Haru said, flushed as she quickly got dressed.

Vision and Conversation

Momo was at a loss for words as Izuku explained what had happened with Artemis in the forest.

"I can't explain it, Momo, it was all so real, it was a memory," Izuku said.

"A past life?" Momo wondered aloud. "What does that mean now?"

"I don't exactly know," Izuku sighed. "I wish I did; we were supposed to talk tonight, but then the alarm and everything…" Izuku shrugged. "It was very real," Izuku blushed, remembering what it was like to hold Artemis's naked body or to make love behind a waterfall.

"If what Haruhime said is true, then it is possible that you two met in a past life, that we all did, and that we are coming together again for some reason," Momo took his hand. "Yet, memory or not, lover or not, your first night in this body belongs to ME!" Izuku blushed. "They could have known you for a thousand lifetimes. All that matters to me is the now. I love you Izuku Midoriya."

"I love you, Momo Yaoyorozu," Izuku said after collecting his thoughts. "It still feels so odd, having such wonderful women…willing to share me, who all love me," Izuku wrapped his arms around Momo. "I still don't think I am worthy."

"Then become worthy, mister, because we are choosing you and this," Momo hugged him back. "We are going to work hard to be by your side, to have your back. So you work just as hard so we can say proudly that this is the man we love!"

"I will, Momo, I swear!" Izuku said; as the words left his mouth, he felt this connection between him and Momo that was there before but had changed somehow.

"I felt that, too," Momo whispered. They looked into each other's eyes and were drawn into a long, deep, passionate kiss. When they broke apart, they were breathless, hearts threatening to pound out of their chests. But they were somewhere else.

In an old-style Japanese house, Momo stood piloted before a sliding door; behind her, the falling petals of the cherry blossom fell. She tugged at her silk robe; the black silk hugged her porcelain white skin as it fell to the ground, revealing her nude form.

Across from Momo was Izuku, dressed in a similar robe; as she crossed to him, she reached out, grabbed the sash, and tugged at it, pulling the robe from his body. Izuku grabbed her roughly by the back of their neck, sending a chill down Momo's spine and an ache to her sex.

"No more games," Izuku growled to her. "Tonight, you will be mine."

"Not just tonight, my lord, but for all time," Momo purred as their lips crashed together and sank to the floor.

When it faded back to reality, Momo had been pushed up against the wall, one of her legs was up over his hip, her skirt was hiked up, and they were in the most passionate embrace of their young lives. "Kind of like that," Izuku managed to say when he finally pulled back.

"Oh," Momo whined, yanking him back into the kiss as one hand held her leg and his other was on her breast. "Makes sense."

"Total sense," Izuku said as he pulled at her tie to loosen it, giving him access to her neck. Momo bit her lip to suppress her moan the best she could as their hips rubbed against each other.

Izuku stumbled back as torrid thoughts raced through his head, "Wow," Izuku managed.

Momo was surprised to hear the whine escape her lips when he pulled back; she wanted to give herself to him, for him to take her against the wall in a torrent of lust. "How can you expect me to sleep tonight after you have excited me so?" Izuku couldn't respond. "After you lit this fire in my body and soul, you expect me to find rest? I need you, Izuku, I want you!"

"I want you too," Izuku managed to say.

"Then come to my room tonight and prove it," Momo replied. Momo looked around, and then Izuku watched as she shimmied out of her underwear, walked over, and placed them in his hand. "This is what you did to me; I wait for you; don't make me wait too long." Momo leaned forward, sucked on his ear lobe then gave it a quick nip before walking away.

Now Izuku put the underwear in his pocket before his mother emerged, "Haru is ready to see you now," Inko looked around. "Where is Momo?"

"She had to take care of something," Izuku said quickly. Inko arched an eyebrow but said nothing.

Izuku could feel the change when he entered the room and laid eyes on Haru. After he had listened to what had been revealed, the two left to visit Eri before heading back to the dorms. The entire time, there was this pull to touch each other and to find some way to be in contact, so when Eri had them all snuggling on the bed while he read her a story, it helped to solve that problem. The trip home may have taken longer as they would hide amongst the trees and kiss. Say how they should get home and then do it again.

Haru found it hard to let him pull away; his kiss had always enflamed her mind, but now it left with such an ache that it made her blush. Realizing she would have let him ravage her without protest, but enthusiastic consent left her in such a state. Not that their kisses or other encounters had not excited her, but this new feeling between them, the connection that Inko had talked about, had brought a change to it, an even higher intensity than before. She felt herself shudder thinking that when she had found him in his room covered in nothing but a towel and he had nibbled on her ears, they would not have made it to class that day.

While those thoughts delighted and excited her, she thought about earlier today when that feeling had come over them after the break-in. Death. It was nearly a sobering feeling to come over her, that feeling of death. She had feared death while being held captive with Eri by Overhaul, but this was different. This menace or sense is to be in the presence of death itself, as if it were a physical being, and to know that it is familiar. It resonated in her soul; it was a dance she had done before and lost. She looked over at him. They were holding hands, and the light was framing his face.

Her mind was filled with the image of it framing his lifeless face, of Izuku dead in her arms; it was too real. Haru froze in midstride, halting their walk. Izuku turned and looked at Haru; tears were streaming down her face. "Haru, what is it? What is wrong?" Izuku said, wrapping his arms around her.

"I…I am scared, Izuku, scared of what we felt today," Haru said between choked sobs. "When I think of it when I think of you…of you dying…it breaks my heart."

"Haru…" Izuku said, trying to comfort her.

"I know, I know, you don't plan on dying, but no one ever does," Haru held him, clung to him almost desperately. "That is what happens. I don't want to lose you again, not now."

"Again?" Izuku said, a bit shocked.

"I know what it is like to lose you in another life, in a different life," Haru managed. "I saw it, I felt it. You have to promise that you won't just sacrifice yourself, that you won't just throw yourself into death. I need… please come home with us. To be with us!"

"I…I can't promise that," Izuku said, Haru stiffened in his arms. "I won't throw my life away, but if it comes down to it, I will do all I can to save you and the others, even if that costs me my life."

"Izuku!" Haru clung to him.

"I will always do everything in my power to come home, to be with you and the others," Izuku said, rubbing her head. "I have seen what happens when the hero doesn't come home; I saw what it did to my mom. I swear that should I fall in battle; I fought to my very last breath trying to come home to you."

"Izuku, I. I love you," Haru said as she no longer clung to him but held him lovingly.

"I love you too, Haruhime," Izuku whispered. "Dry your eyes, my love; you will not lose me for many years. Not till we are old and grey."

"I like the sound of that," Haru said; they shared a tender, loving kiss before they went home.

Izuku and Momo

Izuku took a shower before he slipped over to Momo's room. With a quick knock, he slipped inside and froze. The room was bathed in candlelight; Momo was kneeling on the bed, wrapped in a black silk robe, much like they had seen in their vision.

"Stunning," Izuku whispered.

Momo looked up at him through her eyelashes and blushed; she slowly got off the bed and crossed over to him. "I have been in love with you for years, my Izuku. There is no other person I would dare to share this night with other than you. I know something looms on the horizon, but tonight, I want to share this night with you."

Momo reached the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and off, tossing it aside, before doing the same with his pants, leaving him standing in his underwear.

"When I dreamed of sharing this moment, it had to be you," Izuku said, grabbing the tie to her robe. "I still curse myself for all the time we lost, of how I let fear keep me from telling you how much you meant to me. To know that even though out that and everything else, not only would you still accept me and love me is the biggest blessing. You are a goddess, Momo Yaoyorozu." Izuku pulled the tie open; Momo shuddered, feeling his hands come to the neckline of the robe and begin to slide it off her shoulders; as it slipped away, Izuku again was left nearly frozen as he looked upon Momo's naked body.

Wordlessly, his hands traced over her shoulders and down her arms; he could hear her breathing hitch and feel her skin dimple. Long had Momo been his fantasy, being the naughty thoughts that invaded his mind, now beholding her like this, he couldn't think of anything to say. Momo's hand covered her mouth as his hand went from her shoulder to lightly caress her breast, her nipples hardening instantly under his soft caress. Feeling him pull her closer, his lips touching her cheek, then moving to her neck, all the while, his hand caressed her so lightly as if he was using a feather to tease her. She grabbed the back of his head, pulling in tighter, no longer trying to hide her moans as she reached down to touch his hard cock through his underwear. They moved to the bed; she bit her lip, watching his underwear fall to the floor; she could feel the ache burning between her legs as he hovered over her, and they kissed. It immediately deepened and sparked their lust even more; when he broke away, her whimpered protest was cut off by his mouth finding her breasts, sucking, licking, and teasing her nipples. As one of his hands hand slid down her stomach and danced across her abs, she opened her legs.

Izuku shuddered, hearing the moan escape Momo's lips when his hand found her sex, the feeling of skin, her scent, of her reaction as he began to touch her. First, on the outside, before parting the outer lips and finding her clitoris, he gently began to rub it; when he went in a circular motion, Momo bucked her hips in pleasure. Momo moaned his name as his hand slid lower towards the entrance to her pussy. That ache and fire in her screamed out for more; when his finger slipped inside, she nearly screamed out, and both of her hands went to her mouth to muffle her cry.

Izuku began to move down, kissing down her stomach; Momo hid her face as he went lower and lower, kissing her pubic mound, then he was face to face with her aching pussy. She was shaking in anticipation, wanting to experience this act but nervous; suddenly, she was nearly overcome with worry. She was worried about her scent, or how it looked, and that all flooded away when she felt his tongue.

"Izuku," she moaned out as his tongue ran up the length of her slit before coming to her clitoris and teasing her.

"Sweet," Izuku said.

"Huh," Momo said, looking down at him between her legs; she was met with his piercing gaze as he licked her pussy some more.

"You taste sweet, like honey," Izuku moaned.

"Izu.." Momo began to say, but it was cut off as he dove enthusiastically into devouring her pussy, "Oh, god," Momo spat out. Izuku spread her outer lips with one hand, licking and teasing her clit before he slipped a finger into her. Momo's hips bucked in ecstasy as he focused on pleasing her. With his increased senses, he was very aware of how she was reacting to different things, of what seemed to drive her higher. He may have talked with Midnight about some techniques and was glad he did. Izuku was a good student and quickly had Momo lost in an onslaught of pleasure that had Momo's hands in her hair.

"Like that, like that, don't stop," Momo begged; then the build-up, the tensing of her muscles, brought her hips off the bed. It all released the pressure; the tension flooded out as nothing but pleasure was left in its wake.

Momo had spent nights thinking of this night, long nights in London, and she had explored her body, thinking of Izuku. Of him pleasuring her, of feeling him between her legs, of what that moment would be like when he claimed her as his own. While those nights had left her breathless, it was nothing like the experience. As her senses returned, she felt him kissing back up her body. She felt him hesitate at her lips but pulled him into the kiss. It was odd to taste herself, but she felt his stiff cock pressing against her wet pussy seem to get even harder. She reached down and lined his cock with the entrance, "Take me," she whispered.

Izuku could only nod as he began to push his cock in; Izuku nearly lost it right then and there. The feeling of warmth and tightness as it wrapped around him.

"Slow," Momo moaned; Izuku nodded as he pushed in. "God, I can feel you opening me up. Just like that, Izuku, keep going."

"Momo," Izuku moaned. "It feels…divine. So warm, so tight."

"Don't stop," Momo said. She winced just ever so as he broke her hymen, but the pleasure was more intense. She wondered if it felt so good because I was doing it with her loved one.

When he was fully inside of her, they stood like that as she felt her pussy adjusting to having him inside of her. "You can move," she whispered in his ear.

Izuku moaned her name as he began to move inside of her; the feeling like she was clinging to him, trying to keep him from pulling out, was again nearly his undoing. Their rhythm started slow; the raging fire was begging to be released to be unrestrained; it had been crying out from the beginning.

The moans of pleasure between them increased; Momo called his name, "Move how you want," Momo called out. "Make love to me, Izuku; show me what I do to you!"

That was all Izuku needed as he picked up the pace; Momo's arms were above her head, grasping at the pillow, her legs spread wide as Izuku's cock moved in and out of her pussy. With each deep thrust she felt that build, she felt that tension increase; when he grabbed one of her legs, hooking it over his hip and his mouth was on her breast, it was like a rocket ship took off.

"Izuku, I am cumming," Momo called out, it spurred her lover on. "IZUKU! Oh god, oh lord, it…so good, so good, oh my god!"

"Momo," Izuku called out, "I can't hold, I…"

"Inside!" Momo called to him. "Please cum inside of me, I need it, I want it!"

"MOMO!" Izuku moaned out as he pushed as deep as he could and orgasmed. Momo wrapped her arms and legs around him, feeling his cock twitch and spurt inside of her.

"I can feel it," Momo moaned in his ear, her hips rocking against him, trying to coax all she could out of him. "More Izuku, I want more," Momo begged; she felt his cock soften and then spring to life. "Yes now, take me Izuku, ravage me, I am yours. However you want, whatever you want, Izuku."

"Ride me," Izuku whispered. "I have always…"

"Me too," Momo moaned, rolling him onto his back. Momo sat up and began to move, riding him up and down, and it took a moment for her to find her rhythm. "Pinch my breasts," Momo moaned out; when Izuku did so, she let out such a call of pleasure that it spurned them on. Momo began to rise a bit more and came down hard; when he started to raise his hips, it took on its frenzy. "You are so deep," Momo managed in between the sounds of the pleasure. "Harder," Momo said, "I like it harder."

Momo's body clenched again, and her back arched; she felt his cock stiffen, then unleash inside of her again, and her orgasm tore through her. Momo let out a silent scream as she barely held herself up, her legs trembling as she came all over Izuku's cock. She fell forward and whimpered, moans of pleasure as Izuku held her hips tight against him as he rode his orgasm.

Momo was barely aware when he pulled his cock out, "No," she protested; it was cut off as he lifted her hips and positioned himself behind her. Feeling his hard cock sliding against her slit, "Don't tease me, Izuku, I need it again."

"Again?" Izuku said teasingly.

"Again, again, and again," Momo whimpered. "Your passion undoes me; now I give it to me. Hard Izuku, use my body to pleasure yourself. I want you to take me however you want!" Momo's words were cut off as he slammed into her, "Oh shit," Momo said. Izuku grabbed her hips and began to fuck her, not make love but to claim her. "Like that!" Momo screamed as her arms gave out, the sounds of their bodies coming together echoing in her ears. Orgasm after orgasm tore through her; all she could do was scream in pleasure. He took her over and over again. When he came, and they collapsed on the bed with him on top of her and inside her, she tried to catch her breath, but then he began again. Pressing her onto the mattress, Momo clawed at the bed as the pleasure was nearly too much. All she could do was let go, sink so deep into the pleasure that it was as if she was lost at sea. Again she felt his cum and his cock soften; as he pulled out and collapsed next to him, she could feel his cum leaking out of her. It took all her strength to even roll onto her side, covered in sweat; she felt his arms wrap around her as exhaustion claimed her.

Momo whimpered in protest, feeling him stir beside her, "We need to take a shower," he whispered.

"Carry me," Momo replied.

"As you wish," Izuku whispered.

Izuku slipped out of her room, using his heightened senses to avoid being caught so he could get ready for school; needless to say, he had slept in today, skipping his morning workout; when he came downstairs, he noticed that Kyoka was giving him and Momo a look then she would blush and try to focus on her breakfast.

Day Before

There was tension on the campus after yesterday's break-in as they made their way to class; the increase in security and the strange incident afterward still played on people's minds. Izuku noticed Daphne talking with Cassandra, who looked exhausted; as he got closer, he could tell that Cassi had been crying and visibly upset.

"Cassi, are you okay?" Izuku said, catching both girl's attention.

"She just had a bad dream," Daphne said. Izuku watched as Cassi opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

"It is okay; you can tell me," Izuku said, taking her hand. "I believe you."

Cassi's bottom lip trembled; Izuku looked around, spotting a bench, and led her to sit. Momo, Haru, Artemis, Melissa, and Ochaco had seen Izuku walk over to Cassie; seeing how he was acting, they walked over with other class members following behind. Raijin Fujin were quick to do so once they saw Cassi was upset.

"Last Night…" Cassie began, but she had to stop and catch her breath. "I had a dream that this monster, it had taken someone, and it was attacking us. We tried to fight it off, but it was so strong, and there were these other things, this man with red eyes who would cackle and laugh every time one of us died; there were these other monsters, a great red bull. They were all hidden in the shadows, and they would spring out and take people. I could hear them dying, but I couldn't save them; I couldn't reach them. In the end, I was all alone. The darkness just kept creeping closer and closer…" Cassie's voice trailed off as she broke and began to cry. Izuku wrapped his arms around her, and Daphne and Himiko did the same.

"I tell her it was a bad dream, "Daphne said, "but…"

"It wasn't a dream; something bad is going to happen; I just know it," Cassie said, a bit frantic. "I know it, Daphne!"

"I believe you, Cassie," Izuku said.

"You do?" Cassie said almost desperately.

"I do," Izuku said soothingly. "But why don't you see Recovery Girl to ensure everything is okay."

Cassie nodded, "I will take you," Daphne said; Daphne smiled at Izuku gratefully and led Cassie away.

"Do you believe her?" Himiko said.

"I do, after yesterday," Izuku answered, "And sometimes Cassie's dreams seem to be more than dreams. Remember when I couldn't find my 13 figure?" Ochaco blushed in the back. "Well, Cassie told me about her dream; it was vague, but when I followed what she said, it took a minute, but I found it."

"So, should we take that dream as some sort of vision?" Eijiro said.

"All I can say is after the break-in yesterday, I felt like something wicked was coming this way, something bad," Izuku said. "Being prepared never hurt anything." Izuku paused, "I am going to go ahead. I want to talk to Mr. Aizawa before class." Izuku got up and jogged off.

"What do you make of all this, Lady Haruhime?" Tenya said.

"I felt it to Mr. Ida," Haru said. "Something wicked this way comes, and with it is Death."

Mr. Aizawa

Mr. Aizawa sat and listened to Izuku's concerns about the feeling he and some of the other students had after the break-in. At first, he almost dismissed it as an overreaction, but he thought about who was approaching him. He knew Izuku very well, and he was not one to jump at shadows or overreact, even when he should.

Aizawa didn't want to tell him about the staff meeting the night prior about the break-in and the concerns it had raised; he tried to keep the boy calm and not add unnecessary fuel to the fire.

"I can understand your concern, Izuku. Thank you for coming to me," Aizawa said. "With the breach in security yesterday, as you can tell, protection measures have been increased, and we look at all possible angles. I assure you that every possible step is being taken to safeguard everyone. Be vigilant, but rest assured that the U.A. and its security will respond to any possible threat. I know you are concerned for your classmates and loved ones, but let us handle you and their safety."

"Yes, Mr. Aizawa," Izuku responded. "Just…I don't know."

"I understand," Aizawa said, touching the boy's shoulder. "I am not dismissing your worries. I will mention them to Nezu, but it is our job to keep you safe, so let us do our job. Okay?"

"Yes, Mr. Aizawa," Izuku said before leaving for class.

"Everything all right there, Shota?" Nemuri said, noticing the look on Izuku's face as he walked out.

"He had a bad feeling that something was going to happen," Aizawa said, rubbing his chin. "I want to say it is nerves, but."

"He isn't the jumpy kind," Nemuri said. "I will talk to Inko and see if she can get more out of him, then pass it on."

"Thank you, Nemuri," Aizawa replied, returning to his prep work.

Under the Moon

Artemis and Izuku walked out of the dorms after dinner, and neither said anything; as soon as they hit the trail through the woods, Izuku reached out and took her hand. "Those things I saw when we kissed."

"Visions," Artemis said, intertwining their fingers. "Memories of our past lives together."

"But I saw myself kill you. I had my dagger, and there was this monster," Izuku said softly.

"You didn't kill me; you set me free," Artemis said just as softly. "I promised you that I would come back."

"A ten thousand-year romance," Izuku said, looking up through the trees and looking at the full moon overhead. "How could such a monster have existed?"

"How do quirks exist, or how do civilizations become lost," Artemis answered. "Time is a cruel mistress; it cares not for what you want or seek to preserve; everything will become lost sooner or later."

"You recognized me when you saw me at the recommended exam," Izuku said.

"I always recognize you," Artemis smiled. "Whenever I find you, I know you."

"And now?" Izuku said a bit hesitantly.

"Like many times before, you are surrounded by a bevy of women," She chuckled. "I had hoped to find you to keep me to myself."

"Wait, I have had this…um…" Izuku struggled with the word.

"Lovers?" Artemis said, offering him an answer.

"Yes, lovers," Izuku said quickly.

"Yes, my Orion," Artemis laughed. "I don't mind it, though I may get selfish occasionally. Women offer their pleasure." Izuku blushed. "There is one I am already fond of; her name is Asfi. She attends U.A. in the support course."

"Oh," Izuku said, not sure how to respond. "That is good."

"Are you a bit jealous?" Artemis teased.

"No, I don't think so," Izuku said as he pondered it. "That would make me kind of a hypocrite if it did. No, you can't find happiness with anyone but ME!" Izuku added with mock anger.

"That is good; glad to see that you are still giving as always," Artemis said, squeezing his hand.

"Do you remember everything?" Izuku pressed.

"No, just some things," Artemis lied. "The most important thing is that I know you; all that matters to me." Artemis tugged at him and led him off the trial.

"Does this mean we are dating?" Izuku said, scratching his cheek.

"Not yet," Artemis said over the shoulder. "You never asked me to be yours."

"Oh right…" Izuku began to say.

"Not yet," Artemis interrupted him. They emerged from the trees into a clearing on a hill bathed under the moon's light. "Now you can ask me." Artemis let his hand go, danced a few steps away, and turned, looking at him with his arms behind her.

Everything seemed to disappear. Artemis was still there, but she was different, a bit older, and she was wrapped in a white see-through robe. Underneath was not a single bit of clothing; instead, there were some beautiful jewels. A necklace, bracelets, and belt of gold and sapphires around her hips as she removed the hood of the beautiful crown sat on her head.

"Artemis," Izuku whispered. "I have no right to hold you in my arms or to take you to my bed. Yet I ask you under your symbol, to be blessed to take your hand and know you as my lover, to continue our ten-thousand-year romance." The words flowed from Izuku like a memory as the vision of the Artemis from the past was replaced by the one he knew.

"Yes, Orion," Artemis said, stepping into his embrace. "I am yours, now and like many times before. When we breathe our last, know that we will find each other repeatedly; I will be yours then and forevermore." She closed her eyes, tilted her head, and pursed her lips.

Izuku slowly brought their lips together; they just melted into the kiss, a kiss that felt familiar yet new—a renewed promise.

Day Of

Izuku woke early and went on his morning run, but the night was a bit blurry after he and Artemis kissed. There was something at the back of his head gnawing at him, something he was missing but couldn't put his finger on. A welcome distraction was provided when he was roped into playing video games with some of the guys in class; as they played Super Hero Brawlers 18, much trash-talking was going around as the 10-player chaos filled the screen. Though he noticed that Mineta seemed to have it out for him, he didn't understand why.

What was interesting was that even Tenya had been roped in, and not only that, he was rather good at the game. Even Koda didn't participate in the trash talk and played in the tournament to crown the ultimate champion. The girls were spending the evening doing something with tea and cakes.

"So, do you think something heavy will go down?" Denki said as they were getting a drink in the kitchen.

"Yeah, I can't explain it, but…" Izuku answered.

"Well, I hope you are wrong," Denki said.

"You are not the only one," Izuku laughed. "I don't like being wrong, but I would be okay with being wrong this time."

Sero claimed the crown this time before they all headed off to bed.

When they arrived at class, they found Shinsho sitting in his seat; he glanced at the class as they entered, simply staring at them for a moment before turning away. He ignored some members who tried to tell him good morning. At the bell, the door opened, and in walked Bakugo with Aizawa looking as chipper as ever. Bakugo and Shinsho glared before Bakugo did the same with Melissa, Itsuka, and Artemis before huffing his seat.

"Now, this is going to be simple," Mr. Aizawa said. "Grab your costumes, get changed, and meet at the bus; we will do our rescue training today. Today will be a long day, so don't mess around and make sure you are paying attention."

"Yes, Sensei!" the class responded as they moved to grab their cases. It didn't take long for them to get changed and meet at the busses. Izuku couldn't shake the sense of anticipation that something would happen. As they boarded the bus, the feeling grew.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Momo asked as she was sitting next to him.

"Just…nerves? Anticipation?" Izuku said.

"I feel it too, like butterflies in my stomach or something," Momo responded.

They squeezed each other's hands and did their best to interact with the others around them to chase away that feeling or at least cause a distraction.

"You know Melissa, your quirk is much like All-Might's, kero," Tsu said.

"Oh really? What makes you say that?" Melissa laughed, scratching her cheek. "I mean, you are all super strong."

"Yeah, but All-Might doesn't get that cool light show," Denki said, leaning over the seat. "I thought my electricity was cool, but yours is off the charts."

"Thank you, Denki," Melissa said, thankful for the save. "I can fire it around like you do, but I am glad you think it is cool."

"It is hard to believe that you are a late bloomer, ribbit," Tsu said. "You seem to do so well during the battle trial."

"Yeah, I still have a lot to learn; I need to get stronger and catch up," Melissa said. "I want to make him proud," she said.

"Holy cow, look at the size of that thing!" Denki said, pointing out the window.

The entire class conversations' trailed off as they saw the massive Unforeseen Simulation Joint or the USJ structure. This enormous structure was the base for all the heroic classes' rescue training and some of their survival training. It dominated the landscape, and the fact that it was technically still on campus in the U.A., but they had to take a bus to get there reinforced how large the campus was. It got larger as they got closer until they were in the shadow. The class disembarked, most staring at the USJ with a sense of wonder, but for Izuku, it filled him with dread.

"What is it?" Ocahco whispered, seeing him staring at the building.

"I…Ochaco, I want you to promise me something?" Izuku said, looking at her.

"Sure, Izuku, what is it?" Ochaco answered with concern, which was evident in her voice.

"Just be careful in there today," Izuku said, looking back at the USJ. "I just have this feeling."

"I will, but you do the same; I know you have all the girls who wouldn't want you to get hurt, but…" Ochaco's voice trembled a bit; Izuku looked at her. "I am one of them, too," Ochaco said before quickly kissing his cheek and slipping away.

Izuku eyes widened, "You know I blame Grandma Hestia for this somehow," he whispered.

The doors to the USJ opened, and Izuku finally smiled as he heard Ochaco squeal with delight, seeing Thirteen emerge. Izuku felt concerned when Aizawa approached her and seemed annoyed about something. Whatever it was, Thirteen could only shrug and shake her head. Still, she pointed out and walked another Hero/Faculty member out.

"Welcome class 1-A to the Unforeseen Simulation Joint or the USJ as it is commonly known. For those of you who don't know me, I am Thirteen and will be your rescue instructor for all three years that you are with us," Thirteen said, stepping forward.

A rather handsome Japanese man with black hair and blue eyes stepped forward; he was dressed in an all-black hero costume that resembled a classic ninja or what one would imagine a ninja would look like. He had black and gold armored wrist guards with sharp spikes protruding from them, a katana across his back, and two Wakizashi at his hip. They could see some throwing knives at the belt around his waist, and he had this mischievous look about him. "Greetings, I am the heroic infiltration and stealth teacher. I won't see you till your second year, but I am here to help today. You can call me Professor Keys or by my hero name, Frealoc."

"Now, before we go into the USJ, I want to make it clear that regardless of your quirks or abilities next to your first aid training, this is the most important training you will receive in the U.A.," Thirteen said. "No matter the type of hero you try to be, once you graduate, you WILL be called in to respond to rescue situations, and how you respond can cost one person their lives or hundreds."

Thirteen pointed her hand at a massive boulder at the base of the stairs; the caps on her gloves opened, and her quirk activated. Black Hole destroyed the boulder in seconds. "Any quirk can be trained to be useful in these situations. I don't care if it is Explosion, Lightning, Divine Wind, Acid, Frog, Tail, or Anivoice. If I can learn to control Black Hole, you can also."

"Thank you, Thirteen," Aziawa said. "Now the elements inside the USJ are real. You are dealing with real Fire, Lightning, Floods, and Rock Slides. If you do not understand the instructions given to you, then do not act until you do. Do not guess. Guessing will get you and your teammates hurt. Pay attention to your surroundings, and we will be here all day, so pace yourselves!"

"YES, SENSEI!" the class responded as they followed the teachers up the steps; once they entered, the doors closed behind them when they slammed shut for Artemis and Izuku. They jumped slightly; it sounded like the doors of a tomb were closing.

Izuku felt someone hook his pinky and saw it was Itsuka, "It will be okay," she whispered. "I got your back."

"Thank you," Izuku whispered back.

They reached the platform, overlooking the entirety of the USJ, "Um, I don't think that is part of the training!" Manami said, backing away from the railing and pointing to the plaza below, her finger trembling.

A black and purple portal had opened and out stepped Shigaraki and Kurogiri. They weren't alone; a monster came out with them; it was taller than All-Might, and its sizeable muscular body was covered in numerous scars across its purplish skin. The thing's brain sat exposed, its beak-like mouth had an array of sharp teeth, and its eyes jerked in different directions like someone had stuck large googly eyes on the monster for fun. It simply wore beige pants with metal knee pads designed to emulate skulls.

Another portal opened, and Haru felt her blood run cold; Izuku's hand gripped his dagger. The first thing to emerge was a long pair of black and red horns, followed by the massive head of Asterius. He was bigger than before, his body now covered in black and red fur. With him came Overhaul, who brushed his hair back as he emerged, his eyes immediately falling on Haruhime.

"Greetings, sacrifices. I am Shigaraki, Leader of the League of Villains; we came here today to kill All-Might and retrieve some lost items for our friend. But it seems that All-Might seems to miss, so we shall summon him with your death screams," Shigaraki spread out his arms dramatically, "But I almost forgot, one special present for a very special girl." Shigaraki snapped his fingers.

A massive portal opened behind them on the floor of the USJ, and a sound came tearing out of the mist: a roar, a challenge, a call. A massive set of Pincers emerged, as did a gigantic scorpion-like creature. It was covered in large charcoal-black scales with a vibrant crimson-red band that glowed at the joints. As it came out, smaller versions of it scampered out with it.

"Antares," Artemis whispered, stepping back, her entire body trembling.

"ARTEMIS!" the massive scorpion bellowed in a deep, hollow voice; as it raced over the hero course, they felt it tear through their bodies, etch itself onto their souls. A sense of fear tore through them that the only chance they had was to flee for their lives; Mineta and Manami took involuntary steps back, as did Hitoshi and a few others.

"Struggle if you wish, beg for mercy if you desire, but today, you will all find nothing but death!" Shigaraki said.

"Frealoc with me, Thirteen. Get them out of here, and don't look back!" Aizawa said as he jumped over the rail; Frealoc ran and was over right after him.

Mina grabbed Haru's hand, "Eji and I won't let him take you!" Haru was frozen till Mina touched her; it snapped her back. Haru nodded, and Mina pulled her towards the exit, following Thirteen's orders to follow her.

Asterius roared; Izuku turned and saw him airborne over the railing with a massive battle ax coming at him. Izuku drew his dagger and jumped back as the enormous blade slammed into the panels, cutting a clean slice. "Don't run!" Asterius growled. "Today, you die!"

"Midoriya, get back!" Thirteen yelled. Izuku dove to the side as she activated her quirk when a portal opened before Asterius and one behind Thirteen, redirecting her attack back at her. Thirteen fell to her knees.

"Die!" Bakugo yelled as he leaped at Kurogiri only to be swallowed by a portal. "Scatter!"

Izuku turned and saw portals opening all around; he tried to grab as many as he could when the hairs on his neck stood up. He saw a portal not opening to swallow Haruhime, but one opening, and Overhaul was about to emerge behind her. Izuku activated Rabbit Step, grabbed Haruhime around the waist, twisted, cut off Overhaul's hand, and stepped again to get them away.

They skidded to a stop near the door. He placed Haru behind him, but most of the class was scattered. This wasn't going to be just some fight to win. This was going to be a battle for survival. Death had come to the USJ and wouldn't leave until satisfied.