U.A's secret Villain

Aizawa's daughter?

Students filled the classroom slowly. Each one happy. Not one knowing the events of the night before. Finally everyone has filed in, all except Surebu. They were all happily chatting away until the sound of the door slamming informed them that Bakugo had entered, but he was already seated and ready for the day. Slowly, everyone turned around to see Shota Aizawa emitting an energy of pure rage, you could practically see the aura of anger that surrounded him. He had activated his quirk and his hair was up like a black flame that framed his face. Suddenly, fear entered everyone's minds.

"I'm only going to say this once. If I don't get an answer I'm going to expel every single one of you," he growled out. Not one person was willing to speak until Aizawa was done. Not one dared. "Where is she?" He asked, but no one had an answer. They didn't know who SHE was. At least, most of them didn't know.

"No one's seen her since you took her to her room yesterday," Bakugo mumbled out looking to the back of the room. Everyone followed Bakugo's line of vision and found themselves all looking to Surebu's empty desk.

"She's not in her room," Aizawa spoke causing everyone to turn back to him. His quirk deactivated as he closed his eyes. It may have been hard to notice, but a tear managed to fight its way past his defences. "She isn't in the dorms. She isn't in the cafeteria. She isn't with Nezu or Present Mic. She's not even in the teachers office," Aizawa explained. Shock seemed to go through everyone's minds. Surebu was usually somewhere Aizawa would find her. "I even asked Shinsou if he'd seen her, but nothing!" Whether anyone was willing to admit it or not, Surebu had a huge impact on Aizawa. He treated her like a delicate flower, while everyone else was just his students.

"She has to be somewhere," Momo mumbled in thought. "It's not like her to just disappear without a trace." At that Aizawa's anger returned full force.

"That's right." he glared out at his class, not one willing to even breath. Aizawa silently walked over to his desk and sat down, not taking his eyes off the kids. "So I have one more question," he attempted to calm himself as much as he could remembering the day just prior as he continued. "What did you do to my daughter to make her think of herself as useless?"

Not one person was capable of answering that question. Aizawa just called Surebu his daughter in front of the class without hesitation. That was the top of the shocks contained within his words. Second was the idea that she thought she was worthless when she was so skilled. None of them saw that coming. Sure she was shy and closed off, but she showed purpose. The last one was the fact that Aizawa thought it was them to blame for her thoughts.

"Don't go blaming us for Surebu's thoughts. What proof do you have that we did anything?" Bakugo called out angrily from his seat. Aizawa sighed at this. He knew Bakugo wouldn't believe he was at fault for some else's problems.

"She told me yesterday that you were all right about her, and that all she can ever be is a villain." Silence was all that was heard as a response for Aizawa's words, so he continued. "Surebu catches on to things easily. You may not have said anything, but your body language, or the way you talk to her compared to others. She knows it all and can decipher your entire personality in seconds. All you need to do is say 'hello' before she knows what you think of her," once again, silence. "She's had a bad life. I believe some abuse was present almost daily," for a second, Midoriya felt his heart stop beating at the thought. Did she really have it that bad? "Physical and verbal abuse maybe. Either way her mind is built to protect her body, leading to hurting others unintentionally at times none of you saw a reason to protect yourselves." Guilt filled everyone's minds, even Bakugo's, though he'd never admit it. "There's always a reason with her believe it or not. She's always got an excuse. It's just no one cares enough to ask for it," Aizawa mumbled getting up and walking to the door. "I'm going to look for her until she's back. Until then, do your work and forget about helping because all you'll do is hurt her again," he said before disappearing through the door.

Silence plagued the room as they all process the words of their sensei. Finally Midoriya gained courage and spoke his mind. "I told you she had a reason," his voice was clear and loud in the space, like a knife cutting through the tension. Bakugo turned to the green haired boy with a face of rage already knowing Midoriya was talking to him. It was threatening, but nowhere near as terrifying as Aizawa a few moments ago.

"What did you say Deku?" He growled out, glare in place.

"You heard me Kacchan," Midoriya sat up straight and tall. He was right and he wasn't willing to let Bakugo prove him wrong. He won't back down this time. Bakugo stood up from his chair and leaned over Midoriya's desk, holding his glare in place. "You judge people too quickly Kacchan. You see them and believe they are a threat, when in reality, the only threat you have to worry about is yourself," Izuku attempted to sound confident and brave, but his voice was wavering.

A beat passed as the two just stayed there, each one staring down the other, until Bakugo backed down. He turned around and went back to his seat without a word. Silence became class 1-A's best friend that day. Not a single person was willing to speak up, they all just sat there. Even when lunch rolled around. All they did was quietly go about their daily lives. That was until they heard a scream.

On the other side of the lunch room, on a table, was one of Kurogiri's purple portals. Everyone got ready, waiting for thLeague of Villains to come out of the portal, but all that appeared was a small girl in the female uniform of U.A. This girl wore a black face mask with only one glowing yellow eye that seemed to shine on each one of them and a razor sharp smile sown on, but it was easy to see the zipper to her real mouth. She had a dark hood over her head, covering her hair completely. Her uniform had blood stains here and there and showed off the scars that littered her legs. Each scar telling the story of a thousand lives before her. In her hand was a hammer taller than she was. She leaned over those at the table who were scurrying away, but there was no escape.

Instantly those from the hero course, of all years, got ready to fight. The girl jumped down on her scarred legs with an evil chuckle. She scanned the room quickly, then paused seeing the table some kids from class 1-A were seated at. She started walking in that direction, causing those from the hero course to attack.

One kid from class 3-B jumped at her, but the girl used her hammer to jump out of the way. This was all that seemed to happen as she avoiding everything thrown at her, refusing to harm anyone that jumped at her or used their quirks. To say she handy struggled would be a lie. She struggled quite a bit, but she had a mission that needed to be complete. Finally, she got to her destination.

She had managed to disappear from sight. Not a single person could find her. It was as if you blink, and she's gone. Then Kirishima shouted over to Bakugo. Said boy felt a hand on his throat and a blade to his back and froze. Not a single person was willing to move as this girl moved her face to Bakugo's left ear, zipper undone.

"Who are we kidding?" She whispered causing a shiver to go down Bakugo's spine. "Now let's not get overzealous here," the blade dug into his back slightly, but not enough to break skin. "You've always been a huge peace of shit," the voice was getting louder so that others could hear her as well until everyone could hear her rage filled voice. "If I could kill you, I would. But it's frowned upon in all fifty states," there was a chuckle laced in her voice as she moved the knife and grabbed on to the back of his shirt. "Having said all that," suddenly Bakugo was launched across the room. "BURN IN HELL!"

Seeing an opening, everyone began to charge over for the capture as her laughter filled the room. She slowly backed up and a new portal opened up in the floor. She crossed her arms over her chest and jumped. She was gone before anyone even got close, but that wasn't the part that scared everyone. On the wall behind where she had disappeared was, in dripping red lettering, 'Thank you for Surebu'...