On a rainy morning, three days after what was being labelled as the 'Unforseen Disaster' by the press, Izuku looked up to a billboard. He saw the headline to Japan's number one news site, 'Funoshiri News'. The headline made his day.

'Can We REALLY Trust Heroes?'

The usual plasterings of relevant heroes, such as All Might, Endeavor, Edgeshot and Hawks were all over the image that accompanied the headline.

'Even the sight of his face makes me want to vomit.'

Not having the will to stare into Endeavor's fuck-ugly face any longer, Izuku walked on, smiling to himself the whole way home.

"Toshinori, I believe we have a spy in our ranks."

Blood splattered over the table, with Nezu simply staring back at him.

"Y-you can't be serious!"

Nezu paused.

"Oh but I am, and I believe I know who."

"Who?!"

Another pause.

"A student of 1-A, known as Denki Kaminari."

Midoriya, to his friends, was known as a thinker, a planner, a hero and an analyst.

But he was one thing above all:

Clever. Like, Einstein-tier clever.

And so, he used this genius of his to remember the times he had with Bakugo, to get a good night's sleep after all this, dozing off to memories of his former best friend.

He didn't sleep that night.

'Heh, look at Deku. Fucking retard can't even make his own mother proud.'

'Listen up you quirkless shit, you hold NO POWER over any of us. You think you can score the highest on the test without consulting me? Think again, fucko. Fingers, Tubby-cunt, grab his arms. Make it enjoyable.'

'I saw your wrists Midoriya...I didn't know you were a talented violinist.'

'Just fuck off you little cunt.'

'THAT FAGGOT REALLY THINKS HE CAN SIT NEXT TO ME? PATHETIC!'

'Deku, I can't wait to see the joy on Aunt Inko's face after she sees your corpse.'

Friends? Friends?

Calling Katsuki Bakugo reprehensible was an understatement and a half, and calling them friends was like taking a bunch of kids and putting them in a room with Ms Joke.

'How could I be so blind?'

He had Momo, Iida, Todoroki and Uraraka for friends.

Bakugo was no friend. Bakugo was nothing but the scum of the Earth, worth less than dogshit in a park.

'I'll spit on your grave you disgusting filth. Just you wait.'

Denki Kaminari sat, cuffed in a police station, with his face straight and his eyes panicking.

'Shit! Izuku and Momo trusted me to be the carrier! Fuck! I need to remember the steps on the test! Uh...show confidence, don't think about the tru-'

"Young Kaminari! Me and my friend Detective Tsukuachi here would like a word."

'I need to ace this.'

One hour in and he was deemed innocent.

One hour later he texted Izuku and Momo.

Pika-Pika: Im innocent bby!

Doctor Who: Thank god!

The Human Factory: Good, good.

Locking his phone, "Jamming-Yay" grinned from ear to ear.

'Three weeks and it's showtime.'

(~Showtime, i.e U.A~)

'Y'know, Kacchan, you really did deter me from being a hero. But, I guess I should be thanking you. If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't be the man I am today. Thanks, dude. You may have been a fucker from day one, but...thanks.'"The World!"

Feeling the familiar tingle of time stopping, Izuku stood still in the centre of his classroom for a few seconds.

'Does it matter? I'm at ten seconds now.'

He headed up to his sleeping homeroom teacher, who was, from head to toe, wrapped in bandages, and hit him with all his might and strength, using The World's arm as a sort of armour to strengthen his blow.

Time resumed, and Aizawa's skull cracked off of the ground.

Blood seeped on the floor. The class stared, wide-eyed and in horror at what they'd seen.

Izuku smirked.

"I'm your ruler now."

Before the impact of this betrayal could truly set in, the sky seemed to open, and Izuku seemed shocked, almost more than those in his class.

Grabbing Momo and kissing her passionately, he lifted the girl up and jumped for dear life, going through the portal, with a terrified Denki following suit.

The fear induced paralysis that Class 1-A had felt may just have been the thing that saved not only the universe, but the multiverse itself.

This is short for a reason. It's motivations for a villain in a future novel. The writing will get better, I promise. Just hang on a little.

I'll see you all in the Dragon Ball crossover.