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Using what was left of the guards, Midnight blocked off all the exits of the stadium to make sure none of the civilians made contact with the villains.
Thanks to the quirk of sound hero: Clandestine, who they used in their original plan to capture the Midnight vigilante, the civilians would hear nothing, even if an explosion was to go off in one of the rooms.
They could not evacuate them since they would easily detonate the bombs if they noticed, so they had to handle the matter as quietly as possible.
After forming a plan, the heroes dispersed, each one of them sprinting towards their respective positions.
Midnight's plan, which was modified by Principal Nezu, was still ringing in their ears as they ran through the halls.
"We will be using these bomb neutralizers provided by the support course to take care of the bombs!"
"Snipe will cover the northern part of the stadium. Take care of the villains and deactivate the bomb as quickly as possible then meet up with the others!"
Snipe charged into the room detailed in the map and stopped, his eyes scanning the area.
There was a large desk in the center of the hall, a large bomb ticking away at the top of it.
He stared at the room, his gun raised. 'No one is guarding it?'
He had expected to see at least three villains and yet, the room was absolutely bare.
Snipe dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out a round clip-on device, the bomb neutralizer, and began slowly walking towards it, his steps cautious.
Hisssss!
Bang!
Pale purple smoke emanated from air vents, completely engulfing the bomb, and then following the smoke was the roar of a gun and a flash of fire.
Snipe reacted immediately, jumping back and unleashing two shots into the smoke.
'A smoke quirk?' He coughed, feeling his mind waver. 'I was barely exposed to it and yet I'm already this affected? His quirk is dangerous!'
In the smoke, Snipe could see the silhouette of a boy wearing a military-style face mask and plain black uniform.
Before the smoke became too thick for him to see through, the boy raised his hand, leveling the barrel of his gun at him.
"Only one hero? It looks like I won't even have to use 'it' to take you down." He scoffed.
"When I send you to hell, know that it was the doing of the League of Villains, Mustard Gas!"
'The League of Villains?'
BANG!
•••
"Ms. Joke and Suneater, you two will go west and meet up with Snipe when you're done."
Suneater and Ms. Joke went upstairs towards the more restricted areas of the stadium.
This place was off-limits to anyone except the UA staff. To think they got in so easily was concerning to both heroes.
Suneater and Ms. Joke stood at both sides of the door that led to the marked room, heaving a breath.
Ms. Joke smiled. "Let's finish this in an explosive manner, shall we?"
'She's m-making jokes at a t-time like this?' Suneater looked to the other side, his gaze wavering.
"We'll smash the door in on three." Ms. Joke raised her hand. "One—"
BANG!
"?!"
A shocked expression flashed on both their faces as the door caved like a piece of paper.
The metal hinges folded and wood burst out of its hinges, followed by dust and shattered concrete.
Both Ms. Joke and Suneater jumped back, retreating into the hall as a large man stepped through the door frame.
Tamaki was not short by any means and yet he had to elevate his gaze to meet the man's steely eyes.
His hair was dull grey and his body bathed with multiple scars. He raised his right arm, sparks erupting from it as multiple gears shifted into place, the arm transforming into a large blaster.
Then he smiled and pointed it right at Ms. Joke, the barrel glowing a furious blue light.
"Hasta la vista, baby!"
Whoosh!
•••
"Lemillion and Nejire, I'm counting on you guys to take care of the eastern bomb. This is a heavy task since you aren't going with any teachers, but I'm sure you can do it!"
While Lemillion was phasing through the walls to check for any traps the villains may have set, Nejire was using her quirk to increase her speed when—
Crash!
The ceiling caved, sending broken concrete crashing down at them. Nejire's eyes widened as a large chunk came right at her, then she lifted her hand, unleashing a blast that shattered the concrete to dust.
Long jagged steel-like extensions tore through the hole, nearly missing her narrowly, and digging right into the place where she had been a second ago.
And out of the hole a head peeked through, staring at the two heroes, madness practically exuding out of him.
He was in a black straitjacket, his arms bound by multiple belts and his mouth pried open by metal spikes.
The steel extensions…
'They are teeth??'
"Get away from me, you creep!" Nejire shrieked back, raising her hands to unleash a resounding blast.
"Spiral Surge!"
…
While Midnight took the southern part of the stadium, Present Mic was dispatched to go to the central part of the building, the underground area.
When he arrived, he was greeted by a cold silence. It was almost as if there was a certain static in the air, and each footstep resounded through the dim-lit space.
'Why did I have to go to the creepiest place of them all?' Present Mic cursed. 'Why did you have to get knocked out, Aizawa? We could have handled this together.'
He crept deeper into the underground area then quickly hid himself when he spotted a dark figure in the distance.
With his back placed against a large pillar, Present Mic peeked from the side and gulped.
The bomb was there, placed in plain sight, but standing next to it like a sentinel was a man in a pure black super suit that covered every part of his body, including his face.
Worse of all, there were two long horns sticking out of his skull, pointed at the ceiling.
'What sort of monster is that?!'
From a single glance, he could tell that he was no match for him.
Present Mic grabbed his collar, making a low scratching sound, but immediately he did, the villain twitched.
Swoosh..
Present Mic immediately turned away to hide, closing his eyes and heaving a breath. "Phew, he almost saw me..."
But the moment he opened his eyes, to his surprise, the dark figure was right in front of him…
As noiseless as an owl, and with a face just as dreadful.
The face of a demon.
'How did he—?!'
"ARGHHHH!"
In a flash, the villain lunged, painting the pillar behind Present Mic red, as a crimson wave splattered out of his body.
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A/N
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