Nezu's challenge! (Villain Rehab)

4: Four Characters

Nezu couldn't stop laughing. The kids were horrified at seeing All Might, and they got even more scared when he deflated immediately after. The world knew, though seeing it in person was different.

"He's still at it!?" Snipe eyes Nezu as he opened the door to the observation room. Aizawa shrugged and folded the papers.
"All Might's got the kids to a classroom. They seem to cooperate, though Arawaru tried to fight back."

"Hahhahhahaha" Nezu continued to laugh in the background.

Aizawa sighed and got up from his chair. "I'll head over and try to explain to them what's going on. This shit is chaos."

Nezu stopped laughing as though someone pressed a button, "I'll come with you, I'm curious to see them."

"Yeah, I'm staying here," Snipe said very honestly, "No way I'm getting near those psychopaths."

Nezu paused from walking to the door. He looked up at Snipe with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Dare to say that again?"

"Huh?" Snipe wondered what he said wrong, though he bowed politely and apologised.

Nezu sighed. "They are not psychopaths." He looked down at his paw as he spoke, "They are children, forced to protect themselves against the world which casted them out." Nezu thought back to his own past, but decided he shouldn't. This wasn't his story. "I need everyone here to see them as students, not as prisoners, and not as animals!"

Aizawa shrugged.
"Seems doable, let's go."

Nezu realised his small outburst and sighed. He followed Aizawa, wondering why he got so annoyed. Maybe because this project was one he had wanted to do for so long? Maybe... maybe Nezu was just worried that it would fail.
A shudder went down Nezu's spine. He would rather not have this fail.
It would be bad for not only his reputation, but his ego as well. Also, the hero commission would bite him in the back.

The classroom door opened to reveal All Might staring at the four kids. On a closer look you'd see the sweat drop, but to those sitting at the desks he looked scary.

Tsuki sat back and smiled. "He's so awkward, like, I don't know wether he's a green or a yellow, or a full on red."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Arawaru said, "But it sounds smart."

Tsuki chuckled, but got cut off when someone cleared his throat.

Aizawa walked in, the papers still in his hands.

"Blue!" Tsuki sat up excitedly.

"And I'm Principal Nezu!" The small creature next to the pro hero waved at the students. All Might's strange colour turned into one of relief when he saw the two enter the room. Tsuki wondered wether All Might was scared of her.
Everyone seemed to be. She didn't know wether it was her orange eyes or her reputation as murderer.

Aizawa walked to the front of the class and All Might stepped away.
In a murmur, Aizawa started to (finally) explain why they were here.

Flyers were handed out and Tsuki read the title. She felt her eye twitch.

'The UA rehabilitation program!'
A drawing of Nezu waving his paw happily was on the cover.

"I don't wanna go to school," Gyro muttered, "I want to leave already..."

"Well, we could send each of you to prison," Nezu thought, "But we thought you'd appreciate the second chance."

Papillon got some hope in her eyes, though she tried to hide it. Arawaru rolled his eyes and Gyro raised an eyebrow.
Tsuki bit her lip.
She didn't have any choice.

She didn't like that very much...

—

After their long talk of rules and rules and... more rules, they got a quick look around the school.
The four got a room of their own each. There was a common room leading to each of their rooms, and non of their rooms lacked clothing or other items they might need.

Tsuki looked at a jacket and looked at her own clothes.
Suddenly she felt very dirty.

The four had to stay in their rooms, they couldn't enter each other's. They could be in the common room, but it held a camera for the heroes to watch them. Just to make sure they didn't kill each other, Nezu had said.

Tsuki glanced at the bathroom attached to her room. She could take a shower, she realised.
A perfectly safe, long rinsing shower.
It seemed strange. It seemed off.

She didn't know wether she liked this... though she took her chance gratefully.

—

Papillon washed her face.
"Think," she told herself. She was smart. She knew she was. That's how she survived.
This all seemed ridiculous. The room was perfect, it wasn't large, it wasn't small. The bed was soft, the pillows comfortable, the blanket seemed warm and inviting. The clothes seemed her size, her preferred style.
There was a round carpet in Papillon's favourite colour.

It almost looked like they had been watching her.

"Fuck...!" Papillon hissed as she turned away from the mirror. Blindly she grabbed a towel and threw it over the mirror. She didn't want to see herself right now, not ever, preferably.

Maybe they hadn't observed her enough, or they just hated her?
Papillon returned to her original thoughts and wondered wether she should stay.

She wanted a second chance. She knew her family would want her back. She had her siblings to think off and... she shouldn't stick around here for long. There were so many reasons not to stay.
Why did they have to sell it so we'll though?
A future? Some normalcy? No death around each and every corner?
It seemed far too sweet, impossible even.

Her reputation was gone and she'd never get it back. She wouldn't be able to get a normal job in the future. It was all impossible.

With a sigh she left the bathroom, sitting down at her desk instead, thinking hard.
Papillon knew couldn't stay, she was missing out on things. She couldn't leave her parents without money, she couldn't stop providing for them.
She couldn't stop being a villain.

So suck it Nezu, Papillon thought, buh bye!

—

Arawaru lay face down on the bed.
A soft muffled scream left him.

Then he sat up and grabbed a notebook. He had to stop being pathetic.
Not like that...
Arawaru's quirk was simple. He could become a character. He just had to read about them, or have a strong focussed imagination, or see them on tv. His quirk allowed him to act like that characted perfectly.
Because he had been busy kidnapping someone (long story short, the person was a threat to a lot of people) he had been putting on an act. Now he had to read about some other character. Someone who had a brain so Arawaru could figure out what was next.

What was next?
Going home was out of the question. Not after all that crap he and his sister had pulled. He had nowhere to go.
He couldn't help but wonder if he should just... see what happens?

He was bored before, maybe there was something interesting up ahead?

A second chance sounded lame but, if it had been his twin he'd have told her to go for it.
Her smile was too sweet. It had been anyway. His thoughts darkened, and just to be sure, Arawaru added some details to the new character. In moments he was smiling. No tears for him.

—

Gyro looked everywhere for camera's. Once he was satisfied and had a chance of clothes he walked out. The common room was empty. There was a couch, a rather large bookcase and a tv. The dinner table Gyro found was set for four. He wondered if they would get food here. Of course they would.

He suspected that practically they would live here now. It seemed odd, but Gyro didn't push it away. He walked to the tv and turned it on.
As he sat crossed legged, he planned out how to go from here. He could always just use his quirk...

He stared at the tv, allowing himself to relax ever so slightly.
He wasn't stupid, he'd take a break first. He needed it. Maybe he'd use his quirk later. See what happens.