Chapter 37 - Ambush

Aizawa made good on his promise.

Class 1-A was pushed to their breaking point, each of them tasked with a different hellish exercise designed to improve the strength of their quirks. Todoroki sat in a vat of water where he would use immense blasts of fire and ice in different intervals to regulate the temperature of the water in an effort to gain better control of his quirk. Sero was forced to continuously produce tape from his arms in an effort to increase his output proficiency and overall tensile strength of the tape.

Kirishima and Ojiro were pitted against each other, sparring to simultaneously increase the strength and endurance of Kirishima's hardening quirk and Ojiro's tail. Kaminari was hooked up to a high-capacity battery while large currents of electricity passed through him, attempting to increase his ability to handle larger amounts of electricity without short-circuiting his brain. Koda was placed on the edge of the forest and forced to yell as loud as possible to increase his animal speech range and combat his shy nature. Aoyama was instructed to continuously fire his naval laser into the sky in an attempt to move past the stomach issues that arose when he overused his quirk (there was a portable toilet next to him, just in case).

Tokoyami was sent to one of the caves in the hillside where he would combat the unruly nature of his quirk, Dark Shadow, in pure darkness. Uraraka was put in a large bubble and pushed down the hill in an effort to get her inner-ear canals used to zero-gravity in an effort to combat her nausea. Iida was tasked with hard-core long distance running to strengthen his legs and stamina. Asui was scaling an immense cliff wall while using her tongue as an anchor, allowing her to strengthen all the muscles of her body, including her tongue.

Sato was lifting weights while wolfing down giant cakes and other sugary sweets that allowed him to power up his strength quirk in an attempt to increase his strength and the duration he could use it. Next to him, Yaoyorozu was also eating large amounts of food, while continuously producing items with the lipids she got from eating. Jiro was jamming her earphones into the side of a large boulder, attempting to strengthen her ear jacks. Mina was right beside her, continuously producing acid against the same boulder in an attempt to increase her skin's durability against the acid.

Mineta was forced to continuously remove the sticky balls from his head as quickly as they grew in an attempt to strengthen his scalp and prevent bleeding from overuse of his quirk. Shoji and Hagakure were using their quirks on each other. Shoji would attempt to use his arms to generate multiple eyes and ears to improve his senses as he tried to hunt down Hagakure, who was improving her stealth.

For Izuku, he was paired with the largest member of the Wild Wild Pussycats, Tiger, a large, intense and imposing man of immense muscle. Tiger's method of training was similar to Bruce's in the sense as it was designed to completely tear you apart and build you back from the ground up. He forced Izuku to do grueling exercises before abruptly challenging him to combat. Izuku found that not only was Tiger immensely strong, but also extremely fast and nimble. Even with his training and fighting experience in the Underground, Izuku was struggling to keep up with the Pro Hero.

"Come on, shrimp!" Shouted Tiger as he beat Izuku into the ground. "Tear those weak muscles and make them stronger!" Izuku struggled to his feet and continued sparring. Tiger was able to dodge and counter his attacks with ease, but Izuku kept fighting. He thought about Stain, the attack at the USJ, and his recent encounter with Shigaraki. In all instances, he was very lucky to have escaped with his life. Defeating the Sludge Villain had instilled a new confidence in him, but he still had a long way to go. If he really was a target of the League of Villains, then now, more than ever, he needed to get stronger.

The students all marched back to camp at dusk, exhausted from their tortuous day of training, but their work wasn't done yet. They all had to work together to make their own dinner, as the Wild Wild Pussycats had warned them they would not be preparing their meals after the first night. Iida encouraged them that it was an excellent lesson, as it was a hero's duty to care for the mental, spiritual and physical needs of those in their care. Izuku was always impressed at how Iida was able to turn even the hardest of trials into a positive learning experience.

Considering most of Izuku's classmates had never cooked a day in their life, dinner was subpar at best, but with the day they had none of them were complaining. Izuku must have eaten his weight in bad curry that night. As he ate, he heard Mandalay calling for Kota, only for him to see the boy to ignore her and leave the building.

Kota's stomach was growling, but he ignored it. He didn't want to eat. He didn't want to be around those stupid, wanna-be heroes. He sat alone at the mouth of a cave at the top of the hills. He had found this the first time he came to live with Mandalay and made it his own. It was a place he came to when he wanted to be alone.

His stomach growled even louder. He didn't realize how hungry he was. "I heard that," came a voice from behind him. Izuku Midoriya was walking up the hill, carrying with him a bowl of curry. "I thought you might be hungry."

"How did you find this place?" Kota snapped.

"I was trained by a detective," said Izuku. "Thought you might like some dinner before it gets cold."

"Whatever, I'm just fine," Said Kota. "Now get lost."

"This is a nice place," Said Izuku. "This your secret hideout?"

Kota didn't answer. "Just go away," he said. "I don't want anything to do with you or friends."

"Your parents were the Water Hose Heros, weren't they?" Said Izuku. "The ones with the water quirks."

"Did Mandalay tell you that?!" Kota said angrily.

"No," Izuku replied calmly. "I told you, I was trained by a detective."

"Whatever," Said Kota. "Everyone here's so crazy. Calling people stupid names like 'hero' and 'villain' and killing each other over it. Focusing so much on their quirks." Kota turned away, looking towards the stars on the horizon. "If they hadn't been showing off, they'd still be here." He added quietly.

"They?" Asked Izuku. "Your parents?"

"Shut up!" Said Kota. "Just go away!"

Izuku sat down next to Kota. "What makes you think they were showing off?"

"Because that's what everyone does," Said Kota bitterly. "Isn't that why you came here, to improve your quirk?"

"I don't have a quirk," said Izuku.

Kota looked at Izuku in surprise. "What? Of course you do, everyone does."

"Not everyone," Said Izuku. "This day and age it's uncommon, but it happens. I was born this way."

"I don't believe you," said Kota suspiciously.

"Believe what you want, it's the truth," Said Izuku. A long silence stretched between them, Kota's stomach continuing to growl. "The curry isn't great, but it isn't bad either. You should really eat."

"Whatever," Said Kota. "I'm fine."

"Suit yourself."

"If you don't have a quirk, what are you doing here?" Kota asked. "Don't you need a quirk to be a hero?"

"You have no idea how many times I've heard that in my life," Said Izuku, chuckling to himself. "But I grew up my entire life wanting to be a hero, hoping desperately for some miracle that I would develop a quirk."

"That's dumb," said Kota sourly.

"You're right," Said Izuku

"Huh?" Said Kota, surprised.

"I said, you're right," Izuku repeated. "It was dumb of me to sit and wait for a miracle to come along that would allow me to be a hero. Everyone told me it was pointless, that I should give up. Even All Mi-- " Izuku paused. "Someone I once admired more than anyone else told me to give up on my dream. And for a while, I did."

"So what?" Said Kota. "What's your point?"

"You don't like quirks," Said Izuku bluntly. "I can relate to that. Maybe it's none of my business, but I learned the hard way that your quirk doesn't make you a hero or a villain. It's what you do that defines you."

Kota didn't answer right away. "Whatever," he said finally. "Just leave me alone."

"Fair enough," Said Izuku, turning to leave. "Enjoy the curry."

Kota watched Izuku walk back down the hill and out of sight. Just stop it, He thought to himself angrily, tears welling up in his eyes. You don't know what you're talking about. All of you, just stop it.

"I do not like this," Said Himiko Toga, grumpily putting on the uncomfortable oxygen mask. "It is so not cute!"

"They were engineered for the black market from what I hear," Said Mustard, the C-rank villain standing next to her. He wore a simple black school uniform, his face obscured by a large, helmeted World War II-style gasmask. "You should be worried that they work, not that they look pretty."

"I'm just saying they could be a little more stylish," said Toga, pouting. "Is that too much to ask?"

"Hi, darlings!" Came a voice adjacent to them. Toga and Mustard turned to see Magne, the Magnetic Villain, approaching them. She was a unique individual, preferring to be referred as "she" despite her immense, masculine physique. Despite her friendly demeanor, she was as cruel and brutal as her quirk was powerful. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Several more villains began to approach the edge of the cliff overlooking the camp below. Dabi had arrived earlier with Toga, and had been awaiting the others. "That makes seven of us," he said. "We still have three others to join our little party. The League of Villains made a mistake going after them at the USJ with a bunch of random thugs. Better to use a small group of elites."

"I don't care," growled Muscular, one of the villains. He was twitching like a mad dog under his black flowing cloak. "Just let me loose! I'm too pumped up to stand by!"

"Shut up," snapped Dabi. "We wait and stick to the plan. First we take away their sense of peace. Soon they'll realize their lives are in our hands. Remember, they want the boy alive." He added that as if directly talking to Muscular, who simply scowled. "You can do what you want with the rest of them."

"He's just some quirkless brat," said Muscular. "How hard can it be?"

"If you knew anything about his mentor, you wouldn't be asking that," Said a voice behind him. A lone man stood away from the group, leaning against one of the forest trees. His face was obscured, but that did little to hide his imposing and foreboding presence.

"Everyone, shut up," Said Dabi. "We all know our part. For now, we wait."

Darkness fell quickly after a hard day of training. The Wild, Wild Pussycats had promised the students a night of fun for their hard work over the past few days. They were all gathered in the woods, splitting up by class, to go through a test of courage. Class 1-A would traverse a circular path through the woods while Class 1-B would use their quirks in an attempt to scare them. The students were split up into pairs and sent into the woods. Izuku could already hear screams from some of his classmates as they ventured into the dark.

"Hey, do you smell that?" Said Mineta, sniffing the air.

"Yeah," Said Pixie-Bob. "What is that foul stench on the air."

Izuku could smell it now too. It smelled like something was burning, but far more than just a simple campfire, as if there was a fire on the mountain. The smell grew steadily worse, but it seemed to be mixed with another smell as well, a noxious odor that he didn't recognize. The screams seemed to be getting louder, as if it was more than just the students of Class 1-A yelling. Izuku could feel his instincts kicking in, the same feeling he got at the USJ.

Something was very wrong.

Out of nowhere, a strange purple aura was glowing around Pixie-Bob, and she was thrust forward as if pulled by an invisible rope. She hit the ground hard several meters ahead of the rest of the class. Izuku tried to rush to Pixie-Bob's aid, but was stopped by Tiger and Mandalay. Two individuals had come out of the woods, standing over where Pixie-Bob lay unconscious. One of them was tall with long hair and a masculine appearance with large round lips. The other had the appearance of a large man-lizard, carrying a wide array of weapons on it's back. They both smiled viciously as the first villain put their foot on Pixie-Bob's head as she lay unconscious.

"No way," Said Mineta, terrified. "I thought we would be safe here."

"This is bad," said Mandalay.

Izuku didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't deny what was right in front of his eyes. Once again, he and his classmates would be fighting for their lives against villains. Aizawa and the others did their best to keep this location as secret as possible, so the other teachers didn't know where they were. That meant there was no hope of rescue from All Might or Batman this time. They were on their own. And there was a civilian child here as well.

The thought struck Izuku like lightning. He realized for the first time that Kota was not with them. He may be out there on his own.

Izuku had to find him. Fast.

Aizawa and Vlad King had taken the remedial students from class 1-A and 1-B back to the community center for their nightly extra courses. These students consisted of Kirishima, Sero, Sato, Ashido, Kaminari and Monoma. Aizawa realized that they had fallen behind more than he had anticipated, and they needed to up their game if they were to catch up with the others. The students weren't sparing in their indignation over the situation.

"I thought Pixie-Bob said we were getting a reward!" Complained Kirishima.

"This is more like torture," said Kaminari

"For tonight's lesson we'll be talking about how to behave in an emergency," Said Aizawa. "If you don't become more aware of how you're falling behind your classmates then the gap will keep on growing. In a broad sense, this knowledge is your reward." Aizawa turned to Vlad King. "Maybe we should with practice maneuvers."

"I was thinking the same thing," Said Vlad. "Maybe we -"

Everyone!

Mandalay's voice appeared suddenly in their heads. She was using her Telepathic quirk to communicate with them. Aizawa and Vlad tensed like a cat. She sounded in trouble. "Everyone be quiet!" He said sharply.

Two villains attacked us, Mandalay continued. It's possible there are more coming. Everyone, return to camp immediately, we're regrouping. Do not engage any enemies.

"I'll look after the other students. Protect the students here," Said Aizawa. Vlad nodded, and Aizawa dashed towards the entrance of the community center. If this was a full-scale attack like the one at the USJ, they were in big trouble. As he ran outside to the campsite, he looked in horror as the woods around them burned.

"Looks like your concern has left you distracted, Eraser," said a voice next to him. Before he had a chance to react, a huge blast of blue flame engulfed him. "You pros oughta lay off," said Dabi, the source of the flames. "We didn't come here for any of you, so just stay out of our way."

"How are you this evening, UA High school?" Said the Lizard villain. He was speaking with dramatic bravado, as if he was trying to impress them. "We are the Vanguard Action Squad of the League of Villains!"

"What's the League of Villains doing here?" Said Ojiro.

"I could crush this kitty's head so easily," Said the other villain, standing over Pixie-Bob. "How about it, dears? Should I?"

"You get away from her!" Snarled Tiger.

"Now, now, hold on Sister Magne," Said the Lizard villain. "You too, Tiger, try to be calm. When deciding if someone should live or die, we must do so by Stain's principles."

"Stain?" Izuku repeated. "So you're his followers."

"At your service," Replied the Lizard. He did a double take when looking at Izuku. "I knew you would be here, but I didn't expect to see you so soon. You're the one who defeated Stain. And you, four-eyes, you were with him!" He added to Iida. "This will be fun. Allow me to introduce myself: you can call me Spinner." He drew an immensely large sword from his back. It looked to be a hodgepodge mix of several swords, blades, axes, and daggers slapped together to make one big sword. It must have weighed a ton, and would be comical if the villain didn't wield it so easily.

"I don't care who you are," Tiger shot back. "You're criminals, and I'm taking you down."

"Students, return to camp, now!" Said Mandalay. "We'll stay here and hold them back, don't engage anyone."

Iida began shepherding the students back towards camp, but Izuku stayed put. "Midoriya!" He said. "We have to get out of here."

"Go on without me," said Izuku. He pulled out his grapple hook. "Mandalay, I know where Kota is. He may be in danger. I'm going after him." He grappled away before anyone could protest, and disappeared into the night.

Kota sat on the cliff of his secret hideout. The conversation he had with the kid Midoriya kept playing over in his head. He didn't want to think about it, but for some reason, he couldn't shake it. Mandalay's words to him when he first arrived at the campground was playing in his mind as well.

"One day, you'll see," Mandalay had said. "You'll meet someone who will show you what it means to be a hero. They will risk their life for yours, and you will know why your parents did what they did."

"No such person exists," Kota said bitterly. "Heroes, villains, their all --" Kota paused, standing up as he saw the fire down below into the forest. This wasn't part of the training camp, that much he knew. He began to feel afraid. He should get back to Mandalay, warn her what's happening.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?" Said a voice behind him. Kota turned to see a large stranger, draped in a black cloak, walking towards him. "I came up here to get a good vantage point, and here I find someone who's not on our list."

Kota turned and ran towards the trail leading towards camp, but the stranger was fast. He tore off his robe and activated his quirk, His muscle fibers seemed to sprout from his skin like plants, crawling and growing at an immense pace, increasing the stranger's size. Kota recognized that quirk immediately, images of the news report from two years ago flashing through his mind. The villain who killed his parents, who hadn't been caught to that day, was standing before him.

And now, he was about to share their fate.

"Were gonna have a little fun up here, kid," Said the villain, lifting his heavily-muscular fist. One blow was all it was going to take, and Kota would be no more. He braced himself for the inevitable, wishing his parents were here with him.

Kota heard a faint sound on the air, as if something was flying towards them at a rapid pace. The villain let out a small yelp of pain and Kota opened his eyes. Two black objects were sticking out of the villain's arm. They looked to Kota to be like throwing stars. A second later, they began to beep, and Kota felt something lift him up and carry him away. The throwing stars in the villain's arms exploded, throwing him backward with immense force. Kota looked up to see Izuku Midoriya carrying him quickly away from the blast using some kind of grapple-gun.

"Are you okay, Kota?" Said Izuku, landing a safe distance away.

"I'm - I'm fine," Kota stammered.

"I recognize you," Said the voice of the villain. He stepped out of the smoke that billowed around him, looking completely unharmed. "You're on the list. In fact, you're the guest of honor."

What is he talking about? Izuku thought, then shook his head. He didn't have time to think about that. He had to get Kota out of there, but any attempt at escape would be stopped by this villain, and Kota could get hurt.

He had to take care of this guy first.

"Everything's gonna be okay, Kota," said Izuku. "I'm here to save you."

Back at the camp, things were pandemonium. Mandalay and Tiger continued their fight with Magne and Spinner. Mangne was a well-known criminal convicted of several felonies, including 3 murders and 29 attempted-murders. They were formidable foes and able to match their attacks blow-for-blow. Mandalay was worried. Pixie-Bob was still unconscious, and Ragdoll hadn't checked in. That wasn't like her. Something must have happened.

Many of the other students were still in the woods. They had no idea who was unaccounted for. For all they knew, they could be dead. Kota could be dead, and Midoriya with him. They had to end this fight quickly, or the casualties would only grow higher.

"Your name is Midoriya, right?" Said Muscular, back on the hill. "Perfect. You're the number-one target. Shigaraki wants you dead, but his boss wants us to bring you back. But he didn't say that I couldn't have a little fun tormenting you first." The muscle fibers continued to grow and accumulate across his body, allowing him to grow bigger and bigger. "Show me your blood!" He shouted.

The villain rushed at them with impressive speed. Izuku dodged only by the skin of his teeth. If it wasn't for his training, he would have been hit for sure. Izuku bounded over the villain and began throwing explosive batarangs at him. They may as well have been firecrackers as they popped uselessly against the villain's muscles. Despite his immense bulk, the villain did not sacrifice speed. It was all Izuku could do to keep up with him. He continued to bombard him with explosives in an attempt to find a weakness.

"Is that all you've got, kid?" Said Muscular. "Didn't you say everything is going to be okay? How's that working out for ya?!" He threw a solid punch that connected with Izuku's face, sending him careening. He could feel the blood dripping from his face as he attempted to clear his head.

"Yes!" Shouted muscular. "Blood is exactly what I wanted to see from you!"

This isn't good, Izuku thought. I need a plan. His mind drifted back to the Nomu at the USJ. His attacks were useless against it as well. He had to outsmart this muscle-bound maniac or he and Kota were both doomed.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, 'hero'" Shouted Muscular, landing a hard kick to Izuku's torso. "You're just a fraud and you'll die that way." Muscular paused. Something had hit him in the back of the head. The boy had thrown a rock at him.

"Remember the Water Hose Heroes?" Said Kota, shaking. "My mom and dad? Did you torment them before you killed them?!"

"Those losers were your parents?" Said Muscular. "This must be fate. Your parents cost me an eye." He gestured to the artificial eye resting in his left socket.

"This is all your fault!" Shouted Kota, tears flowing freely from his eyes. "Nothing in the world is right anymore and it's because of crazy people like you!"

"Little kids are always so quick to say it's someone else's fault," Said Muscular. "I wanted to kill people, and they tried to stop me, and their death was the result. The real travesty is promising to do something you aren't able to do. And that's why your dear old mommy and daddy - AUGH!" Muscular reared and attempted to grab Izuku, who had jumped on the villain's back. Izuku jammed something into Muscular's eye and leapt off of him towards Kota.

"Nice try with the sneak attack, but you can't -" Muscular's artificial eye exploded, sending him careening backwards. Izuku had placed plastic explosives in the socket of his artificial eye. "It's not about whether a hero can or can't do it," Izuku said. "A hero's job is to risk their life to turn their promises into a reality."

Muscular hit the ground hard, laying there motionless.

Izuku turned to Kota. "Are you all right, Kota?" He asked.

"I'm fine," said Kota. Izuku had taken a few bad blows from Muscular. He was bleeding from above his eye, and his clothes were torn.

"We should get back to camp," Izuku said. "It's not far -"

"That was pretty good, kid."

Izuku and Kota turned in shock. Muscular was standing, his muscle fibers repairing themselves around his face. He was unharmed by the blast. The only damage he had done was he destroyed the artificial eye in its socket.

"That's not possible," Said Izuku, horrified.

"I was only playing before, kid," said Muscular. "But now I'm gonna go all-out. I don't care if they want you back alive. They didn't say you had to be in one piece."

"What do they want with me?!" Said Izuku.

"I don't care," Said Muscular. "I'm just glad they let me off the leash. So long as I can use my quirk as much as I want, I don't care who's calling the shots." His muscle fibers grew immensely, and he rushed Izuku with a speed that would rival All Might's. Izuku grabbed onto Kota and grappled out of the way, but Muscular was ahead of them, throwing a boulder towards them, knocking them aloft. Izuku hit the ground hard, shielding Kota from the fall. He felt a sharp pain in his side. He must have broken some of his ribs.

It's like his quirk is supercharged, Izuku thought. He's been toying with me this whole time. I need a new plan. Izuku was already fatigued from their training today. If he tried to run with Kota, Muscular would be on them in a second. He didn't think he could make it back to camp. He reached into his utility belt and pulled out a radio. Muscular noticed this and ran towards him with blinding speed and grabbed Izuku's hand, radio and all, quickly breaking both the radio and his hand. Izuku yelled in pain as he felt his fingers snap beneath muscular's grip. Muscular put his other hand around Izuku's throat, strangling him.

"Say goodnight, kid!" Said Muscular, smiling evilly. "It'll all be over soon!"

A blast of water hit Muscular's face. He stared in confusion at Kota, who had his hands outstretched. He used his water quirk to spray him.

"Stop!" Said Kota. "Let him go!"

"Just wait your turn, kid," Said Muscular. "I'll get to you as soon as I'm --"

Izuku reached up and jammed a long, sharp object into Muscular's empty eye-socket. He roared, pulling back and grabbing his face in pain. "You bastard!" He shouted. He struggled to get the item out of his eye socket, finally extracting it: a long syringe. He began to feel dizzy. "What is this? What did you do to me?"

"You'll see," said Midoriya. Suddenly, as if on queue, the two boys melted away, as if made of hot wax.

"What the hell?!" Shouted Muscular. "How did you do that? I thought you were quirkless?!"

This isn't a quirk, came a voice on the wind. It was Midoriya's, but he was nowhere to be found. I've simply reintroduced you to something that you have suppressed long ago.

"What are you talking about?!" Said Muscular. He could feel his heart beating faster, a foreign feeling of anxiety rising from within him. "Reintroduced me to what?"

Fear.

The world went black around him, the only source of light seemingly coming from Muscular himself. "Wh-what do you mean?!" Said Muscular, trying to go back to his previous bravado. "I'm not afraid of anything."

You are afraid. You know you are. As much as you try to run, there is no escaping it.

"Come out!" Shouted Muscular. "Face me and I'll show you who's afraid!"

Look at yourself.

Muscular turned behind him. A full-length mirror had appeared out of nowhere, and what he saw in the reflection nearly made him scream. It was himself, but not himself. His muscles were gone, replaced only by a sickly thin shadow of himself.

"No!" Shouted Muscular. "No!"

You're weak.

"I'm not weak!"

Pathetic.

"STOP IT!"

Look at me.

Muscular turned to see the boy Midoriya, only he had grown to at least twelve feet tall. Muscle fibers protruded from Midoriya's skin and wrapped themselves around Muscular.

"NO!" Shouted Muscular. "STOP!"

Now your strength is mine!

"NOOOOOOO!"

Muscular ran, the ground dropping out from under him. He was falling. Falling down, down, down. Falling forever. Finally, he hit the ground, and he fell into unconsciousness, but the fear continued, even into his dreams.

And it would haunt him forever.

Izuku looked over the edge of the cliff that Muscular just ran off of. This time, he was certain that he wouldn't be getting up anytime soon. Even if he did, the fear toxin would make him useless to his allies.

"What did you do to him?" Said Kota.

"I just threw a little healthy fear into his diet," Said Izuku. His voice was horse from being strangled, and his side was aching from his broken ribs, but he was otherwise okay. He knelt down next to Kota. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Kota said, his tears flowing freely. "Why did you risk your life? Why did you try to save me, even though you don't know me at all?"

"Because he's a hero, boy."

Izuku turned, half expecting to see Muscular returned, but it wasn't him. Someone else was coming up the mountain pathway. "I almost didn't believe it," said the man. "But after that display there is no doubt in my mind. You truly are a disciple of the Batman."

Izuku looked at the man in horror. He was tall, wearing an orange and black combat suit, armed to the teeth with swords, a staff, guns, grenades and various other weapons. His face was obscured by a mask, half black and half orange, with only one eye showing from the orange side. Izuku recognized him immediately from Batman's case files.

"Deathstroke!" Izuku whispered.

If he was here, then things were much worse than Izuku thought.