Torn

Attacked by an Old Friend

Y/N POV

Wow...within the first week of school there's field trip! This is awesome! I'm so excited! Wait...I know I'm trying to think positive but...my pessimistic view says I shouldn't get my hopes up...it might be something terrible...but I need to focus on the optimistic voice in my head! I've already been doing it most of this week.

All of the students in class 1-A, including me, get on the bus. Poor, Iida had planed a seating chart, that ended going to waste because of the bus' open layout. I find a seat next to Kirishima. Well...he kind of saved the seat for me. He's sweet. We are all wearing our hero costumes for Basic Hero Training class. Everyone on the bus starts talking about quirks.

"You know, Izuku's quirk is pretty similar to All Might's, ribbet," Asui points out.

Oh yeah...I guess it kind of is...wait...could...could the quirk be passed down, like he can give others quirks and take them away...is it possible for a quirk to be passed down...then...what else could it be doing? Stockpiling power? I don't know...that would explain why each...I suppose...holder is more powerful that the next...hmm...

"Nah, it can't be. All Might doesn't injure himself every time he uses it," Kirishima states.

"True..." I mumble aloud.

"Anyway, I just wish I had a flashier quirk that would get me more fame..." Kirishima sighs.

"I think a quirk that is powerful enough that you would become an epic future hero! Plus, isn't flashy what can do the most damage to the area around you? You can just smash the ground like Monster Boris," I argue.

"Thanks...but I still think quirks like Bakugo's and Todoroki's are best for becoming professionals," Kirishima states.

"Bakugo is too hot headed to become a hero. He probably should work on his personality more if he wants to get places, ribbet," Asui adds in.

"HEY! YOU SHUT YOU DAMN GREEN BEAN!" Bakugo shouts, a really angry expression on his face.

"Well, judging by we've all known you for about a week, and we can tell your personality is flaming crap dipped in sewage is a pretty big sign you should work on your personality," Kaminari adds onto what Asui said.

"WHY YOU-!" Bakugo starts to scream.

"Could you please calm down, we're almost to our destination," I say in a monotone voice to Bakugo.

"HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW!!" Bakugo shouts.

"Because the bus stopped," I state.

"..." Bakugo realizes we've stopped moving and a dumbfounded look appears on his face.

I get up and walk off the bus. Everyone else soon follows. It appears we're are at a huge dome type building. The the pro-hero: Thirteen appears. They explain the place we are at is called the Unforeseen Simulation Joint or U.S.J. They also go into a little speech about how we, as young students, should use our quirks to save people rather than fight.

Then...

Multiple giant, purple, mist-like portal appears and many villain-like people step through.

My eyes shake when I see the last person step through, and when I realize who the portals are.

...Tomura...Shigaraki...!
...Kurogiri...!

I unconsciously take a few steps back. I trip over something, probably my own to feet, and falling to the ground. The entire time I'm still not taking my eyes off of the villains ahead.

Aizawa notices my reaction run over to me. He grabs my arm and helps me up, I see him out of the corner of my eye. I still can't look away.

"What do you know?" Aizawa asks quickly.