U.A's secret Villain

Join the Party

Looking back at his hand Aizawa sighed. She was good. Too good, and only a child. Aizawa guessed she wasn't much older than his students, and yet, she was a challenge. Her alone. She knew her movements before he could make them. It wasn't something his ever had to deal with before, not to mention she didn't use her qurik. He checked. It was all her own skill. Where she got that talent was something he'd need to ask.

While looking at his hand Aizawa realised something. That bite mark was the only injury that drew blood. He had the occasional bruise, but that was it. She had carried a knife, but never actually hit him with it. Only waved it around so he'd see it. She wasn't planning on actually killing him or causing a bad enough injury, the knife was just a distraction. It was all a game? She was just playing?

Aizawa didn't know if he should be upset with her crazy game, or be happy she didn't want to hurt him too badly.

The bell rang signalling the end of class. Aizawa internally groaned. He had to go back to work. At this point he felt like he never got a chance to relax.

He sighed tiredly as he walked through the crowded halls to get to the teachers offices. He had to get some paperwork done then he had to continue with that girl, as well as figure out how to get her to talk. he walked into the office and a few greated him. His high-school friend snaked his way over to him, as loud as ever.

"You look even more dead then usual," Hizashi laughed leaning on Aizawa, who was overly irritated by the act. Aizawa brushed the other off and continued to his desk. "When are you going to see that girl?" Aizawa looked to Haizashi. "It's all anyone here seems to be talking about. We've all seen the report. There was three and out of all of them you grabbed her. Why?" Aizawa noticed that the two had everyone's attention and they were all asking this same question to themselves.

"If you read the report then you'll know that there was something about a secret weapon the League of Villains has a hold of. I was hoping that, as a new member, she'd be more cooperative, but she seems to be even more complicated," Hizashi laughed at his friends words.

"How about I have a go?" Hizashi suggested. Aizawa looked at his friend with a small smile. That would be slightly amusing to watch. The idea stuck and Aizawa just nodded thinking of how his friend would be talking to himself for, who knows how long?

"Have fun," he stated grabbing some papers. He had to go through school work for the next day.
Once he'd finally finished he went to go to the girl. By the time he reached the containment room he was honestly a bit worried. Hizashi had been there, with her, alone, for almost an hour. He opened the door and moved into the room. Like most other interagation room, this one was split into two areas. The first was the room where people could safely watch the interagation behind bullet proof glass, and the second was where you'd hold the person in question.

Aizawa had walked into the first room to see Nezu sitting next to Toshinori watching as Hizashi babbled to Surebu, who looked quite bored of the one-sided conversation.

Honestly Aizawa didn't know why they were friends. Hizashi was loud and dramatic, while he was quiet and hated big crowds. It made no sense, but here they were. Still friends after all these years.

Aizawa suddenly felt a bit at peace. He should've known she was being watched. He closed the door and moved up to the glass. Hizashi really enjoyed talking to himself from the looks of it.

"She looks irritated," Toshinori stated noticing Aizawa, who only shrugged. "Do you think you can get her to talk?"

"Depends. Has she eaten yet?" Aizawa asked noticing some food on a plate near Nezu.

"She's refused to eat anything we give her," Nezu stated picking up the plate. "This is supposed to be her dinner, but I don't think she'll eat it," Aizawa grabbed the plate.

"I'll give it to her," he stated. As he began to move to the door, there was a loud crash. Everyone turned to the direction of the sound that seemed to be replaying over and over only to see Surebu hitting her head on the table. Hizashi looked to the glass and shrugged. "Maybe she's ready," Aizawa stated going through the door.

The door slammed behind him and both Hizashi and Surebu turned to see who it was. Once she made eye contact with Aizawa an evil grin appeared on her face. "I was wondering when you'd join the party."