AN: Been a while since my last chapter, been really busy with life so uhh apologies and hope you all enjoy this sort of new chapter, I actually had it posted on my fanfic.net account already but just forgot to post here as well. Sorry for the wait everyone, though y'all will have to wait a little longer for the next chapter as I still am quite busy as of recently.
Nonetheless, enjoy reading!
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Last Time
Aizawa's eyes widened as his whole body tensed. He quickly turned his back on the class to find a dark purple vortex-like portal appearing in the middle of the USJ.
"What is that?"
"Are those fake villains?"
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Chapter 8
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"Woah cool!"
"Has it started already?"
"DON'T MOVE!" Aizawa snapped at the class as he stared at the numerous villains pouring out of the portal, trying to assess the situation.
"Those are real villains," Aizawa said seriously as he wore his goggles, ignoring the gasps that erupted from his class.
They had all now lost their giddy expressions as the reality of the situation began dawning upon all of them. A big majority of the class made it no secret that they were afraid, some even beginning to panic and quiver at the sheer numbers of the criminals, as if their presences weren't enough to spook the heroes-in-training.
A select few, however, remained calm and level-headed on the outside despite the situation, but even aspiring heroes such as them could not stop the fear of uncertainty from creeping into their minds, no matter how small; no amount of prior training could not prepare them for their first encounter with villains.
Much to the horror of the class, just when they had thought all the villains had finished arriving, a huge, grotesque, and horrifying figure emerged from the portal. Its frightening appearance which looked like that of a monster from a horror movie did not at all help quell the fears of the students.
"So they're the ones who broke in the other day," Aizawa said. "Tch."
"What? Villains?! Are they dumb?"
With the short silence that had followed the arrival of the unwanted guests, the class had now calmed down, for the most part, currently talking amongst themselves while watching the villains' movement; they were marching towards them, that much was obvious, and thankfully they were approaching them slowly, giving the students and teachers time to observe and analyze the predicament they were in.
"They're stupid to break into a hero school!"
"Teacher!" Momo called out to No.13 as she made her way through the crowd and toward the pro hero. "Isn't there a trespassing sensor?"
"Of course we have them..."
That statement didn't make any of them feel any more secure than they were seconds ago as now they knew that the villains had somehow entered without alarming the whole campus.
"Did they only appear here, or are there more of them scattered around the school?" Todoroki, who looked to be the most sensible of the bunch — still sporting his stoic expression, asked out loud.
"Either way, they must have someone who could send them in without being noticed."
"In a building far from school, right when class is in session..." Todoroki said, narrowing his eyes at the obviously well-thought-out and coordinated assault. "They may be fools, but they're not dumb. There is a motive to this carefully planned attack."
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