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A My Hero Academia Fanfiction: Age of Heroes Chapter 8 Unforeseen Simulation Joint by RVasil

The sun was up high in the sky as the students of Class 1A gathered in the courtyard. Even though they were told that they were allowed to choose whether or not they wanted to wear their hero costumes, it came as no surprise to anyone that everyone in the class decided to still wear them. Although it was just a basic run of the mill training exercise, the aspiring heroes weren't going to pass up a chance like this. It was another chance for them to train while wearing it, another opportunity to get used to it while out in the field. For a person like Kinus, it was a chance for him to test out the upgrade he had been asking for.

"You seem different," Ojiro commented as he walked up to the blue dragon. "Did you add something new to your costume?" It was a head gear of sorts that was big enough to cover the dragon's large maw. A small tube ran down the side before connecting seamlessly into Kinus's suit.

"I did," Kinus answered. "I needed a way to keep drinking water without having to use my hands for it, so I asked the support company and bam, I got this."

"That's neat," Ojiro replied. He then added, "I find it amusing that compared to you guys, my hero costume is as simplistic as it can get."

"I was going to ask you about," Kinus remarked. "What are you hiding under that karategi of yours?"

"Oh you know, a few things to help me fight. It may not be flashy, but it gets the job done." He punched the air to punctuate his statement. "Because sometimes all you need are your fists after all."

"I'm still open to giving you some brass knuckles if you happen to be interested," Kinus remarked.

Ojiro smiled. "I'll keep that in mind."

The dragon took a look around and saw his other classmates wearing their costumes. One person stuck out to him however and that was Midoriya. He decided to walk over to him and voice his question. But Uraraka beat him to it.

"Deku, why are you wearing your P.E. clothes? Where's your costume?" she asked.

"They got ripped up during the combat training. I'm still waiting on the support company to get them fixed," he answered flatly.

Kinus's mind reminded him of the combat training. That was the first time he ever saw Midoriya fight and it left him floored. It was one thing to see Midoriya in a casual setting. He came across as a clutz, a bit awkward but endearing at least, and someone you wouldn't expect to be so resilient given his appearance. But when he was out there fighting, he was a completely different person entirely. The dragon smiled. Appearances were truly deceiving.

"Well hey," he added, getting the attention of the two, "at least you don't have to worry about getting your clothes trashed this time, right? It's obvious that our training session this time won't be as dangerous."

"Yeah, that's true," Midoriya added. "It won't be as exciting, but it will still be as important." The boy then cocked his head towards the side. "Am I misremembering something, or is the head gear a new addition for you, Hazani?"

"It is. It's here to help me drink water when I need it," Kinus answered.

"What for?" Midoriya asked, puzzled by the odd feature.

"It's for his Quirk, silly!" Uraraka answered for him. "Oh that's right, you were out when Kinus had to do the combat training." Her eyes then lit up. "You should have seen him, Deku!"

Midoriya glanced at Uraraka then back to Kinus who was sheepishly scratching his face, averting his gaze. It was clear that the dragon wasn't used to getting complimented so much about his fighting ability. "Please, I'm not THAT good, Uraraka." Kinus's eyes then flickered to the side as he happen to see the familiar figure of Todoroki sit down on one of the benches. "Todoroki could have easily toasted me if he wanted with his fire Quirk."

"Fire Quirk?" Midoriya asked. "Todoroki has a fire Quirk? I thought he had an ice based Quirk?"

Just then, the loud sound of a whistle caught everyone by surprise.

"Gather around, Class 1A!"

Kinus turned around and was not surprised to find that it came from Iida. He was the type of guy to have such things.

"Please fall in line, so we can board the bus efficiently!"

Under Iida's directive, it didn't take long for Class 1A to board and the bus took off in earnest. Iida however was a bit disappointed when it turned out his boarding strategy couldn't have been applied due to the open layout the bus had. The boy was left grumbling to himself to which the rest of the other students comforted him and asked him to lighten up.

Kinus took the seat near the window and admired the scenery. It seemed like it was only yesterday when he was on a bus just like this and he was about to undertake the Entrance Exam. He was nervous, worried, and quite frankly scared of what was ahead of him and yet here he was now. He was now part of Class 1A, part of a group of students picked from a thousand, chosen to be the next generation of heroes. No matter how many times he thought about it, it still amazed him to be given this opportunity; the opportunity to live out his dream of getting the chance to be a hero.

The resulting conversation inside the bus brought him back down to reality.

"If were pointing out the obvious, then there's something I'd like to say," Asui began. She turned to Midoriya who was seated next to her and said, "Your Quirk, isn't it a lot like All Might's?"

The sheer mention of the hero's name under the context of Quirks made Midoriya flustered. "Y-you think so?" The boy looked away, tapping his fingers on his legs. "I never really thought about it like that."

"But that doesn't make sense, Tsu," Kirishima chimed in. "You're forgetting that All Might doesn't hurt himself when he uses his Quirk. That makes a huge difference."

Midoriya looked visibly relieved. Kinus cocked his head to the side. Now that he thought about it, it was kind of similar to All Might. But maybe that was just a coincidence. That couldn't have been possible, right?

"Still, it's nice to have a simple augmenting type of Quirk. You can do a lot of flashy stuff with it." The boy stretched out his hand and hardened it, the rocky jagged edges becoming more prominent. "My hardening's super strong but it doesn't look as impressive."

"Oh, no way, you're definitely pro material with a Quirk like that," Midoriya added.

"You really think so? It seems it'll be much easier to be a popular hero if I had something flashier," Kirishima replied. "But hey, if you're talking about flashy and strong, it's definitely Todoroki and Bakugo. They sure can pack a hell of a punch."

"Sure, but Bakugo always seems like he's angry so it doesn't like he'll be as popular though," Asui commented.

Naturally, Bakugo replied in the best way he could. "What did you say?! I'll kick your ass!" It only served to prove Asui's statement even further.

Kaminari then added, "you know we basically just met you, but it's kind of telling that we all agree your personality is mostly hot garbage."

"You're going to regret the day you applied to this school, you loser!" Bakugo replied heatedly.

Kinus just sighed, trying to drown out the argument that soon unfolded inside the bus. Once Bakugo got started, it was a challenge to get him to calm down.

Tokoyami, who was seated next to Kinus, snorted in annoyance. "So noisy..."

The dragon just patted his friend on the back. "At least it beats boredom, right?"

The bird just rolled his eyes, clearly disinterested at the two students who kept on bickering with one another. "I suppose," he commented. "I just want to rest up."

"What for?" Kinus asked.

"You know how Mr. Aizawa gets," Tokoyami commented. "It's never easy with someone like him."

The dragon thought for a moment, then remembered the first meeting with the teacher. He felt a shiver come down his spine. "Oh my goodness..." That Quirk Assessment Test was brutal.

"It probably won't be that bad," came a voice from behind them. It was from Yaoyorozu. "Remember that we still have two other teachers with us for this session. So I'm guessing we'll probably get split up between the teachers or something like that."

Kinus released a breath he wasn't sure he was holding. "Okay, that at least gives me hope." The last thing the dragon wanted was something like the Assessment Test.

"Quiet down, people. We're here. Time to get serious," Aizawa spoke out loud, his voice towering above the bickering.

Everyone immediately stopped and remained quiet, not wanting to anger their teacher.

"Hello everyone! I've been waiting for you!"

The teacher that stood before them was someone Kinus could best describe was an astronaut, or someone that at least had their costume inspired to be something to be used for space. It was a white suit that looked like a puffy jacket. He had a black helmet with white eyes and the only splash of color on the otherwise muted color palette was Thirteen's bright yellow boots. The pro hero had his arms wide open for them.

"Let's go inside, shall we?"

"A shipwreck, a landslide, a fire, a windstorm and everything else in between. I created this facility to prepare students for different kinds of accidents and disasters. I call it, the Unforeseen Simulation Joint."

USJ was big. It was really big. Kinus looked up to the ceiling and saw the glass dome tower above them. Just like what the pro hero said, it contained almost any disaster a person could realistically conceive of. There were different buildings built inside USJ that housed the different zones that were used to reenact the disaster situations. Going from one zone to another would have been a workout all on its own. The whole layout of it reminded the dragon of a theme park. Then again, the acronym hammered it home for him: Universal Studios Japan.

Aizawa walked over to his fellow teacher and then asked, "Thirteen, where's All Might?"

The two teachers corresponded with each other outside of the student's earshot. Whatever it was, Aizawa's expression remained unfazed. Or was it just his poker face? Kinus realized that trying to discern what the man was thinking was an immaculate challenge.

"He'll just be late, is all," Thirteen voiced out in the end.

"We should get started then," Aizawa remarked, walking over to the side.

"Excellent, but before we begin I'd like to say something first." Thirteen stood in front of them and cleared his throat. "Listen carefully, I am sure you are aware of my Quirk, Black Hole. I can suck up anything and turn it to dust."

"It's a Quirk you've used to help in all kinds of disaster's, right?" Midoriya asked.

"That's true. But my Quirk can just also easily be used to kill. I know that some of you have a Quirk that are just as dangerous as mine. In our superhuman society, Quirks have been heavily regulated so they can be used as safely as possible and prevent harm to others. Which is why I tell you to always focus on what you are doing, as there are many Quirks that can easily kill with one wrong step, even if you are trying to do something virtuous like rescuing someone. With Aizawa's assessment test, you've now have a solid idea to the potential of your Quirk. Because of All Might's combat training, you've seen first hand the danger of using your Quirk against others. Use the lessons you've learned thus far into this class. Today, you're going to learn how to use your Quirks to save people's lives. You won't be using your powers to attack others or harm villains, only to help. After all, that is what a hero is all about. Ensuring the safety of others." Thirteen then bowed. "That's all I have to say, thank you."

Kinus couldn't help but smile and nod along. Thirteen was right. That was the essence of what being a hero was all about. It wasn't just about fighting villains and taking down nefarious enemies. What matters most is saving lives. What was the point in being a hero if you can't save others?

Aizawa cleared his throat. "Alright. First things first we're going to..."

But whatever Aizawa was going to say was cut off as the sound of buzzing emanated from inside the dome. Kinus looked up and saw the lights at the top of the dome flicker before turning off completely. It had a ripple effect, the lights turning off one after the other. At the far distance, the dragon noted that the fountain's water pressure seemingly fluctuated. Then the air around it appeared to distort right before his very eyes. Then a small black dot materialized in front of it. It grew larger, distorting the space around it, releasing a purple dark mist that coated the area ominously.

Aizawa shifted accordingly, turning around to face the sudden intrusion. "Stay together and don't move!" he shouted, conviction behind his words. Kinus was taken by surprise at the teacher's sudden change in demeanor. This was probably the first time he saw Aizawa looked so serious. "Thirteen! Protect the students!"

"What's that?" Kirishima asked, noticing the large group of people that began to gather around the fountain. They were all appearing out of the dark mist that now coated the plaza. "Is this part of the training or...?"

"STAY BACK!" Aizawa shouted commandingly, making everyone freeze in place. He grabbed hold of his yellow goggles and put them on his face. "This is real. Those are villains."

Kinus saw himself as a strong and steadfast individual, someone brave that wouldn't back down from a challenge. One of the things that separated a person from a hero was the ability to stand in front of danger and not cower. But this... The dragon gulped, and found his legs trembling beneath him. It looked like whatever resolve the dragon had carefully constructed throughout his entire life seemingly disintegrated in the blink of an eye. The villains were menacing, especially the ones farther back. Three of them stood out amongst the rest, and if Kinus had to guess, were probably the leaders of this sorry bunch. One was a grotesque bird-like mutant with its brain exposed, another looked like he was the source of the dark purple mist, and lastly, a light blue haired man who was adorned with hands all over his body.

"It looks like they used the press as a distraction to sneak into the building," Aizawa deduced, standing stiff but ready. Even Thirteen shifted his body into a more solid stance. He was just as ready as Aizawa to fight against the evildoers.

"Real villains?" Kirishima asked. "No way. That's impossible."

Yaoyorozu walked up to the front. "Thirteen, why aren't the alarms going off?"

The pro hero's answer didn't inspire confidence in the quite grim predicament they were all in. "That's a good question. I'm not sure..."

"Are they invading the entire campus? Or are they just here with us?" Todoroki spoke, sounding surprisingly calm given the nature of the situation. "Either way, one of them must have a Quirk that is masking their presence here if the alarm sensors aren't responding. They carefully chose this isolated facility separated from the main campus at a time when a class is being taught. They're fools for trespassing, but it's clear that they have a plan set in motion. I wonder what their goal could be."

Kinus gulped, taking some deep breaths to try and stay calm. Now was not the time to panic even though every inch of his being told him otherwise. This was a real emergency, and this was the moment he needed to focus and stay on track. His fists instinctively clenched in his efforts to control his trembling.

"Thirteen! Start the evacuation! Alert the main campus. These villains even have something to counteract the sensors, so they must be jamming our regular communications too." He turned back around to face all of them. "Kaminari! Try using your Quirk to contact the school."

"What are you going to do?" Midoriya asked. "You can't fight them on your own! Your Quirk is not suited for frontal assault like this."

"You can't be a Hero with just one trick," Aizawa calmly replied. "I'm leaving it to you Thirteen." With that out of the way, the pro hero Eraser Head jumped into the fray, launching himself towards the villains. Gone was the lax teacher Kinus knew Aizawa for, but instead was replaced by the pro hero who wanted to keep his students safe from harm.

"We have to go, now!" Thirteen shouted, bringing back everyone down to reality. "Everyone, to the exit! Go!"

Kinus didn't need to be told twice.

The group of students quickly moved in unison, everyone rushing towards the front door. Thirteen led the way, briefly turning his head to see if everyone was still there. The sounds of fighting, and a few scattered explosions could be heard from the distance. Kinus could only hope that Aizawa was going to be okay.

"I won't let you escape."

Everyone stopped to a halt as the same mist formed in front of them, a person appearing from the dark black void materializing from the ominous clouds. Yellow slanted eyes seemingly floated amidst the wispy figure.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. We are the League of Villains," he announced. "I hope you don't mind, but we thought it would be best to invite ourselves into this haven of justice to say hello." Kinus swore the man was smiling from behind the swirling cloud. "Besides, isn't this a fitting place for All Might, the symbol of peace, to take his last breath?" Everyone visibly stiffed at the statement. Kinus gulped. That was what the villains plans were? To take out All Might? "I believe All Might should have been here," the malicious figure continued. "But I take it there was a change of plan somewhere down the line. Either way, it doesn't matter. I still have a role to play in all of this."

Punctuating his statement, the dark mists began to spread beside him, clearly signalling to everyone that he was going to attack. Kinus found himself frozen, unable to move. He knew he should do something, anything, to try and get past this guy, but it was like his brain turned to mush. But then a blur whizzed by him. He turned his head to see Kirishima and Bakugo throw themselves at the confident villain. A loud explosion followed by dust covering the area soon followed. The two's sudden attack clearly hit its mark.

"Did you think we were going to just let you do whatever you want?" Kirishima taunted.

But whatever flicker of hope the two boy's aimed to ignite was quickly snuffed out as the villain was still standing when the dust cleared. "You live up to your school's reputation. But you should be more careful, children." The villain's eyes narrowed. "Otherwise someone might get hurt."

"You two! Get out of the way right now!" Thirteen shouted, aiming his fingers at the villain.

"My job is to scatter you all!" The dark swirls of air raced towards the group, and engulfed them entirely. "And have my comrades torture you to death!"

Everyone around him began to panic. Darkness swirled around Kinus, and a strong gust of wind threatened to launch him off his feet. Whether it was the adrenaline finally kicking his ass into gear, or something else, the dragon instinctively materialized his halberd into his hands and forcefully impaled it into the ground. But his makeshift support proved futile as the gale force winds proved too strong. His legs got lifted up, and all he could do in response was to grab hold of his halberd tightly. The sounds of his classmates screaming filled his ears and he was about to look up to see if everyone was still there when a large body collided with him. His halberd's hold on the floor gave way and the dragon's body was flung backwards into the air. It was like time and space seemingly disappeared for a brief moment while he was airborne. Up became down and down became up, gravity ceased to exist and Kinus felt weightless.

Then, just as quickly as it happened, the darkness cleared. Kinus's eyes focused and he screamed. Below him was a city ravaged by a blazing inferno. Gone was the ground he stood on earlier, and he was now instead falling from the sky. The wind rushed up at him as he plummeted straight down. Kinus looked around frantically, realizing that he was falling close enough to a building caught ablaze a few floors below them. He then saw a twinkle at the corner of his eyes. Reaching out with his hand, he called forth his halberd and it immediately flew towards him. Gripping it tightly, he jabbed it at the wall of the building with all his might. The dragon cried out, his hands vibrating violently as he clung onto his halberd for dear life. The frozen weapon threatened to break under his grip. The halberd dug deep, destroying the wall in the process but thankfully slowing his fall. Eventually, the dragon slowed down to a stop, hanging a few stories above the solid pavement.

He wasn't able to rest however as the sound of someone screaming above him filled his ears. His eyes widened upon recognizing it as one of his classmates.

"OJIRO! GRAB MY TAIL!"

They only had one shot at this, and if the boy missed he would have been dead on the pavement. Kinus swung himself back and forth, making sure to time this right. Ojiro was fast approaching and with one more swing, Kinus extended out his tail as far as he could. Precious seconds ticked by as Kinus hoped that his friend managed grab onto him.

"GOT IT!"

Immediately Kinus felt the weight of the boy along with his fast momentum and he felt the sharp sting of pain coming from his lower half. But he pushed through. The dragon used Ojiro's forward momentum to swing him upward, aiming to launch both of them into one of the open windows of the buildings that were on fire. With a mighty grunt, he was airborne again, bringing Ojiro with him. Kinus braced himself as his body crashed into the windows, glass scattering everywhere.

The dragon skid across the floor, before coming to a halt against the solid wall. The other boy was laying a few paces from him, coughing and still very much alive after that entire ordeal. The dragon groaned, feeling the sharp sting of pain from his lower back side. "That's going to hurt tomorrow morning..." He walked over to Ojiro and helped him up.

"Thank you...for saving...my life, Hazani," Ojiro remarked in between breaths. "I would have...yeah..." Ojiro's eyes were wild, clearly still in shock.

"You're welcome," Kinus said, coughing slightly. He walked over to the open window and recalled his halberd that was still stuck against the wall. Catching it, he held it tightly in his hands.

"Where are we?" Ojiro asked, walking up to him.

Kinus looked around, just as curious as Ojiro. Everywhere they looked fire was burning brightly. It was amazing what U.A.could achieve with their facilities. If they didn't know any better, they would have believed they were transported at a city somewhere in Japan that happened to be on fire. But Kinus quickly realized that this had to be the Fire Zone Thirteen mentioned earlier when he was enumerating the different zones they had inside USJ.

"We're in the Fire Zone," Kinus answered, turning to face Ojiro. "We need to regroup with the others."

The boy nodded, regaining his composure. "Got it. We need to get a move on. There might still be villains lurking around."

The prospect of fighting proper villains left Kinus feeling a bit shaken. This did not go unnoticed by Ojiro. "You okay?" the boy asked.

Kinus blinked, doing his best to steady himself. "I'm okay. Just...still trying to let this all sink in." The dragon tried to smile but ended up grimacing instead. "It's just...villains, Ojiro. We're really up against villains." The dragon's voice shook slightly. "People that are actually trying to kill us."

The boy nodded, placing a hand on Kinus's shoulder. "Well, don't worry. I'm just as scared as you are," Ojiro said, with a comforting smile. "If anything, I'm surprised that you are."

The dragon was puzzled. "What on earth makes you think that?"

"You always seem like you know what you're doing and come across as someone who has a plan for any situation." The boy smiled sheepishly. "I kind of envy you for that."

Kinus stared at Ojiro, not sure how to take the statement. Was that how his classmates viewed him? "Thanks...I think?" At the very least, Ojiro's words were helping to temper his anxiety. If only just a bit. "Either way, we shouldn't stick around here. Picking fights with villains is the last thing we should be doing right now."

"Agreed."

The two made their way through the building, going down to the lower floors. Living up to its name, the Fire Zone had fire everywhere, meant to recreate a blazing inferno where heroes were to rescue people from inside the buildings and take them outside for safety. Smoke, scattered debris and high temperatures surrounded the two as they tried to find the exit. Kinus opted to melt the halberd and store the liquid back into his pack. There was no point in having it out with the intense heat surrounding them. Eventually however, the two boys made it to the ground floor and onto the city streets. It was dead quiet, outside of the ambient noise of the crackling blaze from the smoking building and the sounds of sirens wailing in the distance. USJ's dedication to realism was outstanding.

The dragon walked into the middle of the street and scanned his surroundings. "We need to find the exit," Kinus said, trying to find any sign of such a thing.

"But you only just got here."

The dragon turned his head and felt his blood run cold. His eyes widened upon seeing the malicious group of people. Ojiro raised his fists, visibly stiffening up in response to the threat they faced.

"Why not stay for a little while?" the thug continued, cracking a smile at the both of them. The villains began to slowly approach them, a few of them chuckling amongst themselves. Kinus saw that they were armed, ranging from simplistic weapons such as knives and swords, to the more improvised ones like baseball bats with nails. Others had their mutations as weapons, one of the criminals having a axe for an arm instead.

"You sure these are heroes? They look too young." one of them voiced out. He turned his head to face them, an arrogant grin on his face. "Either way, I'll be looking forward to beating you to a pulp, kid." He gently swung his bat, emphasizing his point. "It's been way too long, and I could use the exercise."

"Stay back!" Kinus shouted, glancing at the enemies closing in on them. His mind was running a mile a minute. The tension in the air was making it hard to breathe. "I don't want to hurt you!"

A few of the thugs visibly stopped and laughed at Kinus's declaration. It was like the dragon just said the funniest joke they ever heard. "What's so funny?"

"Kid, word of advice," said one of the thugs, "if you're in the business of being a hero and you don't want to hurt people, then you're clearly mixing up your priorities." He held his knife tightly in his hands. "Because I for one..." The thug looked him dead in in the eye, "have no problems hurting you!"

Like a silent signal being told, the criminals charged at them recklessly.

It was an all out brawl.

Ojiro was quick on the beat, rushing to meet one of the thugs before diving on the floor to trip them up with his feet. The boy got up afterwards, smacking them with his tail ferociously. One thug dared to swipe at him, the baseball missing his head by mere inches as the boy ducked just in time. A quick sweep to the legs followed by a strong uppercut sent the body flying upwards and away from them.

Kinus held his ground, taking on a more defensive stance compared to Ojiro who was on the offensive. The thug that was chatting with him earlier rushed him down, swiping at him erratically with his knife. The dragon ducked, dodged and weaved, contorting his body and forever thankful to his quick reflexes. "Slimy bastard!" the knife wielder cried out, missing Kinus's torso by a hair. Seeing the opening, Kinus smacked the thug's hand, making him release his grip on the knife. It cluttered onto the ground before being kicked away by the resulting struggle. The dragon managed to successfully latch onto the thug, crossing his legs in between the guy's neck and using his weight and momentum to swing him towards the ground. The thug landed with a painful thud, and Kinus scrambled to stand. He then found himself back to back with Ojiro who had taken out a number of opponents as well.

"You know hand to hand?" Ojiro asked, looking at the thugs warily as they circled both of them like predators to prey.

"Yeah. I had to learn how to fight in case I had no water with me," Kinus answered, his eyes darting from one opponent to the next. The crowd was becoming more manageable now, but that didn't mean it was going to get any easier.

"GET THEM!" the thug shouted.

This time, the man with the axe for an arm joined the fray and was charging straight at Kinus, along with a few other thugs as backup. The dragon blocked the punches and kicks that were thrown at him on both sides. A whistling sound clued him in just in the nick of time to duck as a sharp axe whizzed by his head. He rolled backwards, giving him and the criminal some breathing room.

"Back off, boys," the thug with the axe said, "this blue dragon is mine."

Kinus found himself smiling. "Thank you. You actually know what I am for a change."

His opponent smirked, before proceeding to charge at Kinus. The dragon materialized his halberd in his hand and blocked the vicious swipe the thug sent for him. The two were locked in place, trying to outdo each other in terms of strength. "Not bad, kid," the thug said to him. The blade of the axe scratched against Kinus's frozen weapon. "You're not half bad."

Kinus was too focused on trying not to die at the current moment to even think of a good retort. He instead just grunted, breaking free from the power struggle. The man reeled back, and went on the defensive as the dragon attacked with timed swings and swipes of his halberd. The two were locked in a clash, the sound of the metal axe grinding against the frozen halberd ringing across the streets.

Ojiro on the other hand was busy fighting his own battles. It was a fight of one against five. It was hardly fair. One thug charged at him, swiping his knife at the boy who ducked underneath it and punched him back square in the chest to counter. Two lunged at him at which the boy perfectly swatted them away with his tail, followed by a well timed kick to the head. But even he had his own limit. One got too close and viciously slashed at him with his mutated sharp claws. Left, right, and a roll to the side, Ojiro scrambled to stand and felt a stinging sensation coming from his right cheek. The smell of blood briefly wafted into his nose. The thug roared at him like a wild animal, charging at him head on. He stepped back, putting on a defensive stance and began to dodge the erratic swipes once more. He managed to counter after finding an opening but cried out as someone managed to grab him from behind and restrained him.

"I HAVE HIM!" the thug shouted, holding Ojiro tightly in place. The thug with the claws stood up, a deadly glint in his eyes.

"HAZANI!" Ojiro shouted loudly. "I could use some help!" he struggled against the man, trying to break the guy's hold of him.

Hearing his name get called, Kinus's eyes darted towards the side and saw Ojiro in a bind.

"Where are you looking, kid?! I'm your opponent!" The thug with the axe slashed at him, and Kinus jumped back in response.

"Ojiro!" The dragon cried out, running towards his companion. The thug with the axe gave chase, running after him as well. "Let go of him!" Kinus jumped and attacked with a drop kick, hitting the criminal squarely on the back. His hold on Ojiro loosened well enough for the boy to grab hold of the assailant. With a strong grip and an equally strong effort, Ojiro threw the man, sending him crashing into the thug with the claws. Kinus on the other hand scrambled across the floor, the axe barely whiffing across his frame as the other thug tried to take advantage of the situation.

Ojiro charged at the man, easily becoming more overwhelmed as the fight became two on one. The thug was forced to block kicks, punches followed by swipes and slashes Kinus went for with his halberd. Mixing things up, the dragon spun around and slid his tail across the floor, aiming to get the man's legs. It collided, knocking him off kilter. Ojiro went for the finisher, jumping up and hitting the man as hard as he could with his tail, sending the body flying through the air before sliding across the floor. The man laid there unmoving, completely out cold.

Kinus released the breath he wasn't aware he was holding. He glanced at Ojiro who was also catching his breath, and was wiping the blood that was dripping from the slice on his cheek. "Are you okay?" the dragon asked.

"I'm fine, you?"

Kinus tried to find the words but ended up shrugging. The shock of fighting people that actually wanted him to be dead was still passing through him much as the fact that he was still alive after that brawl. The sound of a commotion from the distance clued the boys in that this was far from over. Already, another group of thugs was coming their way.

"We need to go," Ojiro said and broke into a sprint. Kinus followed right behind him, eager to get away from the violent people. The two ran down the smoke filled city streets, passing by numerous buildings that were on fire. They weren't headed in any direction in particular. All they wanted was to get away from the motley group of people out to get them.

Kinus stopped for a brief moment and noted an alleyway partially obscured by the smoke. "Ojiro! Over there!"

The two boys quickly changed direction, running as fast as they could towards the small alleyway. They quickly hid behind the pillar of the building and held their breath as the thugs passed right by them.

"Where are they?!" one of the them cried out.

"I think I see them! Over there! Come on!"

The voices soon got drowned out as the group eventually went out of their immediate vicinity. Kinus and Ojiro quickly made themselves scarce, heading as far away from the mob of enemies as much as possible. "I think we lost them," Ojiro said, stopping to a brisk walk and looked behind them. The thugs were nowhere in sight. They were safe, for now.

"Thank goodness," Kinus replied back, feeling exhausted. The adrenaline was beginning to take its toll on his body. He needed to get a breather. "How far away are we from the exit?"

Ojiro looked around. Out at the far distance near the wall, he managed to see a green LED sign above what looked like a large green door. That had to be it. "I think I see it!" he answered, pointing his fingers. "Over there!"

"Come on then!" Kinus cried out. The two broke into a sprint once more, running towards the direction of the exit. Smoke, flaming debris and empty cars blocked the city streets but the two pushed on, navigating safely. The prospect of the nightmare being over was what pushed them forward. They'll be free from the criminals hunting them and finally be able to regroup with everyone.

The two were only a few meters away from the green door when a blur whizzed by them.

"Hazani, what was--"

Ojiro wasn't even able to finish his sentence. It was like the air itself exploded around them. One moment, Kinus was turning his head in response to Ojiro's question, and then, the next thing he knew he was flying through the air, his ears deafened by the blast that came from their left side. The dragon was flung sideways, before slamming violently against a pillar of the nearby building, the wind knocked out of his lungs.

Kinus wheezed and coughed, blinking in an effort to get his vision to focus. "What was....what the hell..." he managed to blurt out, his voice croaking. His entire frame was in pain. It was like being hit by a speeding truck down the highway. The dragon looked around, trying to find what on earth hit them. His eyes beginning to focus, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, outside of billows of smoke from where they were running earlier. That was when Kinus saw a soot stained white fabric amongst the debris.

"Ojiro?" Kinus voiced out. The boy was lying on the floor, motionless. The dread began to sink into Kinus's body. "Ojiro? Are you..." The dragon tried to stand, the joints in his body protesting against him to stay still. But he pushed through, biting his lip. Now was not the time to be lying down. "Ojiro?!" he cried out, his voice sounding more distressed. He began to limp towards his downed friend. "Please no..." Kinus muttered under his breath. "Ojiro! Answer me!"

"You know..."

Kinus froze in place.

The dragon turned his head, seeing for the first time who he was up against. The man wore a tactical black jumpsuit that was sleek yet functional. His face was obscured by a hood, but the one thing that struck Kinus the most was the wings. The man he was up against was a dragon. There was no denying that. Wings sprouted from the dragon's back, folded neatly but clearly visible. Kinus could best surmise the person to be a professional hitman. The man spun the metallic rod he was carrying and planted it onto the floor.

"I'm amazed you're still alive, Kinus."

Kinus blinked, turning fully to face his opponent. "Who are you?" he asked, trying to maintain his composure.

"I suppose it's only fair you know who I am. It's rare for people to survive my initial attack anyways." The man removed his hood, revealing a red dragon underneath. His red scales were illuminated by the flaming building behind him, giving him a deadly appearance. There was an assertive smirk across his face. "Some people call me the Red Devil, others the Messenger of Death because of the blood that I spill afterwards." He shrugged. "But really, I go by Blur." He swung his metal rod and pointed it at Kinus. "Because I'll be the last thing you'll ever see."

The dragon gulped. This guy was different. The group of villains they fought earlier were at best forgettable. They were just a bunch of random crooks who, in the grand scheme of things, were cannon fodder. He felt a shiver go down his spine. This guy...he was a step above them. Kinus's eyes darted to Ojiro who was still lying lifeless on the floor. The dragon hoped that Ojiro was still alive. Hell, that they both make it out of this alive. For now, he needed to think. He needed to stall.

"How do you know my name?" he voiced out, remembering what Blur mentioned a few seconds ago.

"Oh I know alot about you, Kinus Hazani," Blur answered. "I know where you live, what your favorite food is, where your classroom is, who you hangout after school with. I know that you're friends with that Tokoyami kid, that your mother is a police officer, and I know that your doing your best to live up to your father's name. How admirable."

Kinus remained rooted in the spot. Who on earth was this guy?

"You see, I'm the type of guy who prefers to do their research on their target." He tapped his metal rod as he continued, saying, "To make sure everything is accounted for, so when I strike, I know exactly what you're going to do and what move your going to try. I could have killed you anytime I wanted. But the request, well...I was specifically told to make your death be more drawn out than it needed to be."

Kinus was puzzled. "My death? I thought you guys were here for All Might?"

"You're talking about the League of Villains, Kinus," Blur replied, sounding half bored by their conversation. "I'm here," his eyes narrowed, "for you."

"Why me?"

"Because someone wants you dead," Blur answered flatly. "I just joined the League because I needed a way to get close to you and kill you without anyone batting an eye. Of course, after all of this is said and done, your death will be blamed on the League."

This was already spiralling out of control. Kinus needed more information. Blur wasn't with the League of Villains? What was going on? "Who? Who sent you?!" he asked.

"Sorry Kinus, that's confidential information. But I guess since you're about to die, I can give you a hint." He smiled sardonically. "He's rich enough to pay me, and has enough of a grudge to want a teenage kid like you dead."

Just then, the entire floor shook as a shockwave seemingly passed through the entirety of USJ. Kinus eyes darted towards the green door, sensing the shockwaves coming from the other side. What in the world was going on out there?

"Looks like the party is getting started outside," Blur replied. He began to stretch, rolling his head back and forth briefly. "I should get this over with." He took hold of his metal rod and spun it into position. Kinus eyes widened as two sharp looking hooks appeared on both ends, effectively making the rod a double sided scythe. "Sorry, Kinus," Blur said, his eyes glowing a deathly red, "it's not personal."

Kinus blinked. One moment, Blue was right in front of him, and then after that, Blur was gone.

The dragon began to panic.

Where? Where was he?! What kind of Quirk was he dealing with here? Was it an invisibility Quirk? A speed boosting Quirk? Or something else entirely. Either way, Blur was moving too fast for his eyes to follow. The dragon had to rely on his other senses. Kinus hunkered down, straining his ears to get a sense of where the villain was. The sound of his own anxious breathing along with the fast beating of his own heart was deafening.

Focus, Kinus! Focus! Now's not the time to be panicking!

Amidst the sounds of the flames in the entire area, he heard it. It was a unique sound that didn't belong in the environment. It was faint, but it was the sound of a faint hum, and it was getting closer and closer and...

Kinus ducked, leaning backwards.

He opened his eyes, seeing for a split second just how close he was at being cut in half by the scythe. Blur's weapon impaled itself into the pillar, and the villain was left standing there, looking amused. Kinus scrambled onto his feet, quickly materializing his halberd. Blur was too fast for him to fight. He needed to rush him now while he still had the chance.

"Not bad, Kinus!" Blur replied sounding utterly casual despite the circumstances. He removed his scythe in time to block the dragon's apparent effort to swipe at him with his halberd. "Not bad!" he replied, looking more amused. "It's not often I get to play like this. Maybe he was right in drawing your death out!"

Blur was strong. He was grinning at him, no sign of effort visible on his face. Meanwhile Kinus was giving it his all, hands clasped tightly on his halberd as they were locked in a bout of strength. The sheer vast difference in strength was dawning on the dragon but he didn't let it deter him. Now was not the time to be doubting his own skill.

With a simple flick of his wrist, Kinus was flung backwards, reeling from the pushback. Blur charged at him, swinging his scythe around. The dragon was left to block and parry the attacks. Left, right, high, low, Blur was mixing things up one after the other and Kinus's was barely keeping up. With one quick slash, the red dragon broke through his defenses and planted a strong kick on the hero's chest. Kinus's body tumbled across the floor, rolling inwards to the flaming building. Clearly direct attacks was not going to work against Blur. He needed to come up with a new strategy.

He hid behind a pillar, doing his best to control his breathing. His brain managed to get a hold of the current situation and he found himself asking, where did it all go wrong? Today was just supposed to be a normal day. They were going to learn how to rescue people, plain and simple. But then things turned towards the unexpected. Villains came about, claiming they were here to kill All Might, the very symbol of peace himself. He and the rest of his classmates were then scattered and were now fighting for their lives. As if to make things any more worse than that, his classmate was down for the count, and Kinus was left alone to fight against a professional hitman that was paid off to kill him by someone he never even knew.

He couldn't even write something this elaborate even if he tried.

"I know you're in here, Kinus," Blur taunted, walking into the building. His eyes flicked left and right, scanning the area for any source of the dragon. The open fires that littered the area proved to be a good source of light and gave the place an overall eerie atmosphere. "If you come out, I promise I'll end it quickly, just like your classmate back there."

Kinus gulped, his grip on his halberd tightening. No! He refused to believe that. The dragon wasn't even going to let his mind linger on the thought. He wasn't going to let anyone die on his watch. Briefly glancing at the side, he saw Blur had his back turned to him and sprang into action.

With one mighty throw, he sent his halberd flying directly at Blur.

But with quick reflexes, the villain spun around, swatting the halberd out of the air. The weapon flew across the air before impaling itself onto the ceiling. "You're going to have to do better than that!" Blur shouted.

Kinus sprang forward, materializing two frozen swords in his hands and proceeding to dual wield with it. He jumped slashing away at Blur who was blocking with ease. The clash of the frozen sword against the metal rod rang across the room as the two were locked in a deadly dance. Kinus pushed himself forward, using every trick in the book he learned to try and get an advantage of the clearly more experienced Blur. The dragon spun on his legs, aiming to sweep Blur off his feet. The red dragon countered respectively, blocking with the back of his scythe. He kicked Kinus backwards, before spinning his scythe and going on the offensive.

Kinus dodged and weaved as best as he could, pushing his reflexes to the maximum. Sword clashed against metal scythe, in an almost fatal rhythm as the two went back and forth against each other. A near hit here, a perfect block there; with each attack, the other evaded and countered with another technique and vice versa. Kinus found himself pressed against the wall, deadlocked against Blur who looked like he was clearly enjoying himself.

"Your stubborn, Kinus, I'll give you that!" Blur remarked, smiling maliciously. "But enough fooling around, let's see how good you really are!" The dragon's eyes began to glow red, and Kinus gulped.

Immediately he sense the change in power. Kinus broke free from the deadlock and shifted one of his swords into a shield. Blur lunged at him with an intense viciousness. He rammed the shield violently, pushing back Kinus. The sheer force of it made Kinus's arm numb entirely but he clung onto the shield for dear life. Blur went on a rampage, swinging left and right, in an almost erratic yet, methodical way. Kinus blocked, parried, but the hitman was moving far too fast for him to keep up. In a split second, the dragon cried out, as he misjudged an attack. Blur faked a left swipe before ending his string with a right.

Blood spilled.

A sharp stinging pain came from Kinus's right side, and he reeled back. His helmet flew off into the air and landed on the floor with an unceremonious thud. The front visor was now cracked, echoing Kinus's current state. In an effort to give himself some breathing room, the dragon aimed his hand onto the floor and unleashed a torrent of water that immediately solidified into a frozen wall of ice.

"You know what you're problem is, Kinus?" The reddish glow of his eye looked eerie across the ice wall. "You know why you'll never beat me?"

Kinus was far too concerned at the fact that he couldn't see anything out of his right eye to even answer at the current moment.

"It's because you're not trying to kill me," Blur continued, not waiting for Kinus to answer.

As if to punctuate his point, a shockwave rippled through the building, coming from outside the Fire Zone. What on earth was going on out there?

"You're good, Kinus, I'll give you that. No target of mine has lived this long while fighting me. But you'll never get better if you don't start taking things seriously. You're not trying to kill me."

What in the world was he talking about? Was he taunting him? Kinus wasn't sure where Blur was going with this, but if he was going to stall the fight, he was more than happy to go along with it. Besides, he needed the time to think of way to get out of his current predicament. "Of course I'm not! Why on earth would I do that?"

Blur laughed. "You really are a fool. Look at you, having a good moral compass. Did Daddy Kazehaya teach you that himself?"

The dragon gingerly held the right side of his face. He couldn't feel anything from it. It was probably from all the adrenaline coursing through him at the current moment. Blood began to drip onto the floor. "Yeah! He did! I'm not trying to kill you, because killing isn't what heroes are meant to do," Kinus spat back. It was getting harder to focus. Exhaustion was starting to make itself apparent on him. But the dragon pushed himself. He wasn't going to die here, not by a longshot. He remained positive. "We bring evil doers to justice! Heroes don't kill people. That's what separates us from villains."

Blur visibly paused at hearing the declared statement. "And here I thought you all just wanted to be heroes for the glory and fame. Maybe Shigaraki's wrong about you in that regard..." The contract killer snorted. "So what, you're going to reform villains then?" The villain gently tapped the ice wall. "You're going to reform people like me?"

"Yes!" Kinus replied valiantly, sticking to what he believed in. To what he believed was right.

The red dragon laughed. "You really are something else. Kids these days...thinking it's as simple as black and white." He smirked at the blue dragon. "You have my respect, Kinus. At least you actually believe in something. Let me ask you this then, what if a villian who can't be reformed appears? What then?" Blur pressed his sickle against the ice wall and the frozen obstacle began to crack. "Do you have the conviction to do the dirty work that needs to be done?"

Kinus stood his ground, his mind racing. The ice was going break at any moment. Think, Kinus! Think! "I refuse to believe that," he answered, trying to at least stall for more time. "I know that everyone has good in them and deserves the chance to do what's right!"

The entire floor of the building shook as a shockwave passed through the entirety of USJ. It was like bombs were going off outside the Fire Zone. But Kinus couldn't even focus on that as ice barrier he set up shattered entirely, and Blur stood in front of him. The red dragon looked at him perplexed but then shook his head. Kinus readied himself, forming another sword in his other hand. He was going to have to fight blind in one eye.

"You really are like your father," Blur said. His eyes began to glow a deathly red. "It's disappointing that I have to kill you for such a petty reason." He shrugged.

"You don't have to do this!" Kinus shouted in a pleading tone.

Blur shook his head. "You choose to be a hero, Kinus." The villain raised his metal rod. "I choose to be a contract killer. You save people. I, on the other hand," he lowered and got into an offensive stance and then said, "don't leave a job unfinished."

Kinus readied himself, but it was obvious that he was at a severe disadvantage. The right side of his face was bleeding, he couldn't see anything from his right eye and he had to keep it from getting worse by applying some coldness to it with his hand. To top it off, the amount of blood he was losing was becoming concerning. It was a miracle he hadn't passed out yet. Blur launched himself at him, this time with deadly ferocity. The villain crashed into him, sending the young dragon flying through the air before skidding into a helpess heap onto the floor. The dragon scrambled to stand, but Blur was quickly on top of him.

With a maniacal laugh, Blur kicked him square in the face, and Kinus swore he saw stars. He tasted the blood in his mouth and the bleeding from his face began to flow again. Blur slashed at him with his scythe. Kinus rolled out of the way but not before getting his arm nicked in the process. The dragon howled in pain, blood spilling more on to the floor. Even his dragon scales weren't strong enough against Blur's onslaught.

Was this it? Was this the end of line? Kinus crawled towards the wall, leaving a trail of blood behind him. Was there anything else he could do?

"See, Kinus, this is what happens when you don't try to fight like your life depends on it," Blur said. Kinus turned his body to see Blur walking up to him. He truly looked like a messenger of death as the flames of the burning building they were in illuminated him ominously. He swung his scythe around, the red tint from his eyes beginning to fade. Kinus frantically tried to find something, anything to get him out of the bind he was in.

That was when he saw something shine from behind Blur.

Shockwaves began to permeate the area, shaking the entire building they were in. If Kinus hadn't known better, he thought there was a terrible earthquake happening.

"It's kill or be killed," Blur announced. "And if you don't decide, someone is going to make that decision for you!"

Blur lunged at him, jumping into air.

Time seemed to slow down.

Kinus was at his limit. This was his only chance. Multiple things occured at the same time, but it all happened in a flash.

Blur was in the air, scythe aimed straight at Kinus's form on the floor.

Kinus closed his eyes. He sprayed all water he had in his pack onto the floor, then the dragon commanded whatever liquid was around to come to him.

"GAH!"

Seconds ticked by and Kinus wasn't sure if he was still alive or not. The first sound he heard was the sounds of the flames still burning brightly around them, but it was soon drowned out by the wheezing that was coming in front of him. Kinus dared to open his eyes. The first thing he saw was Blur. Gone was the cocky grin and arrogant smile, but was instead replaced by a face contorted to that of extreme pain and anguish.

His limbs were frozen by ice that was anchored onto the floor. But that wasn't the source of Blur's pain.

Kinus rolled towards the side to see, only for his left eye to widened upon the realization. Blur was impaled from behind by his halberd. He was hit directly on the back, his trusty weapon buried deep into the dragon's back. What struck him the most was the fact that his halberd wasn't frozen blue as it normally was but instead had blotches of red on it.

What was that? Was that...

Blood spilled onto the floor as the tip of Kinus's weapon pierced through Blur's entire body. Pained gasps came from the red dragon as he struggled to breath. Blur turned to face him, clearly fighting through the pain. "I...guess..." It was hard to talk. No air was coming through his nostrils. "You aren't...your father...."

Kinus watched as the life disappeared from the villain's eyes, and before long he was left staring at the face of a dead dragon.

Amidst the rubble outside, a form began into stir.

Ojiro groaned, feeling pain wash over his entire body. His back, his chest, his arms, everything hurt; was he hit by a truck or something? He sat upright, trying to get his bearings. Everything was on fire around him, buildings, cars and even some debris. Red and yellow flames danced happily as far as the eye can see. The boy blinked, his memory coming back to him. USJ! His classmates! The villains! Kinus!

"Hazani?!" he cried out, looking around. "Hazani, where are you?!"

"I'm here..."

Ojiro turned around, relieved to hear the voice, only to be floored by the appearance of his friend. Kinus looked like he went through hell. His superhero costume was ripped and torn, exposing his chest. He was holding the right side of his face, and blood was streaming from his other arm.

"Hazani! What happened?!" he asked.

The dragon smiled but ended up grimacing instead. "A villain happened," he answered flatly. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

The boy was clearly not buying Kinus's attempt at bravado. "You are not fine at all." He then proceeded to rip the sleeve of his karate gi. "Do you still have water in your pack?"

The dragon glanced at his datapad and saw that it was hovering around 20 percent. "I do. Why?"

Ojiro quickly made a long strip from the torn fabric. "Wash your wound so I can bandage it up."

Kinus nodded. He pointed the nozzle and gently guided the water to his face. It stung a little, but the dragon powered through it. Ojiro visibly winced upon seeing the state of the dragon's face. The wound looked serious. "Kinus, can you still see out of your right eye?"

"I think so..."

The boy held up his left hand. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

The dragon squinted. "Six?"

That wasn't a good sign.

"We need to get you checked out as soon as possible." The boy then proceeded to wrap the strip across Kinus's face in an effort to bandage up the wound. "That should hold for now. What happened in there anyway?" Ojiro asked, admiring his handiwork.

Kinus's mind flashed back the image of Blur's lifeless body in front of him. He was honestly still processing what had happened. "I..."

"You know what, just answer me later," Ojiro replied, taking note Kinus's hesitation. What mattered was that they weren't in immediate danger. Questions could be answered later. He grabbed Kinus's arm and slung it over his shoulder. "Come on, we need to move before..."

"FOUND YOU!"

The two boy's blood went cold. Even with his faltering vision, Kinus saw the outline of a couple of villains, all grinning maliciously at the two of them. Ojiro's grip on Kinus's hand tightened. This was not good. Kinus was in no shape to fight given how injured he was and Ojiro was clearly outnumbered by the group of villains in front of them.

"You're not getting away from us this time!" yelled one of the villains. He raised his weapon up above and roared, "Charge!"

The ground shook, making everyone stop in their tracks.

"What the...?!' Ojiro blurted out. Everything was shaking, like there was an earthquake. Then the villains began to scream in terror as the ground they stood on seemingly collapsed in on itself, taking them down with it.

"What in the world?" Kinus voiced out, confused at the sudden development.

The villains were all corralled into a giant sinkhole that magically appeared underneath them. A few of the villains who managed to get out of the way, look around warily, standing fully on guard. "Where is he?!" shouted one of the villains, clearly panic stricken. "Where's that damn bastard?!"

The ground shook once more and a figure rose up from the debris. "Why don't you people pick on someone at your own level?" A large hulking figure stood menacingly in front of them. It was a mechanical wonder, with each movement accompanied by a whirr of gears and pistons. It was painted in a striking yellow color that reminded Kinus of construction equipment. It took a moment for the dragon to realize who it was.

"Power Loader?!" yelled out one of the villains, clearly intimidated.

"Relax guys! He's just by himself, we can take him!" shouted another in an effort to maintain morale. "Come on, men! Charge!"

The villains hurled themselves at the pro hero. Kinus and Ojiro watched as Power Loader effortlessly dealt with the villains, a simple swat of his hands sending them tumbling across the ground in a tattered heap. The hero punched the ground, and the few that were left standing fell down another sinkhole the hero had prepared ahead of time. It was so quick and easy, Kinus actually felt pity for how bad the villains were doing. They clearly didn't stand a chance.

After the quick skirmish, Power Loader turned around to face them. "Hey!" he called out. "You boys alright?" A welcoming grin greeted them underneath the signature yellow helmet.

Kinus breathe a sigh of relief. "Thanks for saving us."

The large machine parked itself in front of them, and Power Loader turned his head. "It's no problem. Are you two okay?" he asked again.

"I'm okay," Ojiro answered, "but Hazani needs some medical aid."

Power Loader turned his head and his expression visibly grew more serious upon seeing the state the dragon was in. "I understand. Is there anyone else in this zone?"

"No. It's just us," Hazani answered.

"Good. Stay close to me. We need to get you to Recovery Girl."

As the trio began to head out of the Fire Zone, Kinus looked back and saw the devastation. The villains were all out cold, laying across the ground and clearly won't be moving for a while. It was amazing how easy it was for Power Loader to deal with them. It made Kinus and Ojiro's combined efforts seem small in comparison. The dragon smiled. The pros really were called pros for a reason.

The large green doors opened and once again they were in the main plaza of USJ. Kinus's eyes widened upon seeing the large hole up at the ceiling, with light streaming from it. What on earth happened here? Some of the ground was torn up and the bodies of unconscious villains were to the wayside being secured by the police. It looked like a battlefield. The three of them made their way up to the staircase and was greeted with more police officers. They clearly were not taking any chances.

"Kinus?!"

The dragon's ears perked. He recognized that voice anywhere. "M-mom?!"

The red dragoness stood out amongst the crowd as she ran towards the trio and pulled Kinus into a tight hug. "I'm so glad you're safe!" she said, embracing her son tightly. "I was so worried about you!"

Kinus lightly cried out, his body aching from the tight hug. "R-relax, Mom, I'm okay," the dragon said, doing his best to reassure his mother. "Though, I'd appreciate it if you're not squeezing me too much."

"S-sorry," she said, rubbing a tear from the corner of her eyes. She turned to both Ojiro and Power Loader and said, "you two have my thanks."

Ojiro just smiled meekly, surprised at the compliment. Power Loader on the other hand nodded. "It was no problem, Detective." The Pro Hero smiled and went back down, heading over to a group of police officers who were busy detaining villains who were being handcuffed.

Ruby turned to Kinus and eyed the injuries his son had. "We need to get you to Recovery Girl and the rest of the paramedics." She then began to lead Kinus out of the facility, with Ojiro supporting his classmate along the way. "Can you still see, Kinus?" Ruby asked, concern evident in her tone.

"I sure hope so," Kinus answered optimistically. "I just want to lie down. I'm exhausted." Truth be told, now that the excitement was dying down, the stress and exhaustion was finally catching up to Kinus. It was becoming a conscious effort just to stay awake. They reached the doors to USJ and exited the building. Kinus took a deep breath. Fresh air never felt so good.

"Hazani? Oh my goodness, Hazani!"

The dragon turned his head to see the rest of their classmates standing at the sidewalk with another detective. Everyone looked comparatively fine in contrast to Kinus. Looks of concern, shock and curiosity filled their faces as Kinus passed by them. Even Tokoyami looked visibly surprised upon seeing the state he was in.

"Hey guys," he responded, giving them a meek wave. It was getting harder to move his body. Sleep felt so good.

"What happened?" Sero asked curiously.

"You look like you went through hell," Kirishima added.

With his costume torn and shredded, both dried and fresh blood on his body, and the state that half of his face was covered with a makeshift bandage, it was an appropriate statement. "I did. I had to fight goons and thugs with Ojiro." Ojiro gave everyone a confident thumbs up as Kinus smiled wryly. "Then I had the pleasure of going up against a villain all by myself," he added half serious, half jokingly. "There's nothing like fighting for your life to get the blood pumping."

Everyone stared at Kinus, even the detective. His own mother looked at him with an unfathomable expression.

Before any other questions could be asked, the other male detective spoke up. "I'm sure you all are eager to catch up with one another." That was a clear understatement. Everyone in Class 1A seemed eager to want to know what happened with Ojiro and Kinus. "But we need to get Hazani here to Recover Girl as soon as possible. Ojiro was it?" he glanced at Ojiro, "thank you for helping, but I need you to stay here for now. We'll have a separate vehicle for you lot."

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Author's Notes: This, is by far, the longest chapter in the entire series. I always thought that USJ was a great arc, and while I was writing it, I didn't want to stop the momentum it was building. It was an exciting arc because that was our first real taste of action, so I decided to just bunch it all up together into one big chapter. This is where Kinus fights real villains for the first time. I hope you guys like the numerous fight scenes we had, and even the boss fight with Blur.

Yes. I'm beginning to introduce my own spin to the plot. Afterall, Kinus is an original character, so his story is somewhat different from the main cast. I've got mysteries to set up after all! Still, thank you so much for the readers who are keeping up pace with this story. I hope you guys hang on, because this is going to be one wild ride. With USJ out of the way, you know what's next! And it's going to be the Sports Festival arc. NOW THAT, is an event that I'm REALLY looking forward to.

After all, we've got a mysterious villain who seems very interested in wanting to see Kinus dead ; 3 Why? Who is he? What are his reasons? Read on to find out more as the plot thickens!