Danny was thinking about his bed. More specifically, about how he'd rather be in it fast asleep over what he was currently doing right now; floating through the air trying to dodge missiles.

"Whelp! Hold still so I can kill you"! The green tin-can named Skulker shouted at him as Danny barely dodged another missile, dodging to the side at the last second. Danny winced at the sound of the missile hitting the building behind him.

Great. More property damage for everyone who hates me to use as evidence while they're calling for my permanent "removal" from the town. Danny was torn from his thoughts as he felt the heat of a missile's exhaust go by much, much closer to his head than he was comfortable with.

Right. The Tin-Can. Skulker was obsessed with the idea of being the greatest hunter to ever live, or uhh...die? Danny wasn't sure, but he knew from how many times Skulker had shouted it at him over the years that being the greatest hunter apparently involved capturing Danny so that he could hang his pelt over his fireplace. Gross.

You see, Danny is what's known as a Halfa. Half-Ghost, Half-Human, and full-ly tired to Skulker's hunting of him.

"Can we go ONE night. Just one night where you don't try to kill me? You're ruining my sleep schedule and I'm dead tired" Danny shouted, his exhaustion leaking into his tone to indicate that no; he was not very happy with the events occurring right now, even if he was making puns.

"The only dead you'll be is dead after I kill you"! Skulker replied

"You really should try attending my English class instead of attacking it for once Skulker" Phantom sighed. It's official. He's even more over the fight. It's not even fun to make jokes anymore. Skulker ruined it. Now wanting nothing more than to finish this quickly and get back to bed to try and squeeze in a few hours of sleep before his test tomorrow. Desiring to save his pelt, but more so his hours of sleep, Danny resolved to finish this quickly using the tried and true method of relying on Skulker being an idiot.

"Woah! Skulker check it out"! Danny stopped weaving through the air to point at the empty air behind the hunter. "It's another Hunter! And he looks better than you! Wow, that gun he's carrying is huge and terrifying!" Danny weakly faked.

"I'm not falling for that this time whelp"! Skulker indignantly shouted, having fallen for the trap three times this week already.

"No, he's real this time! He's wearing a necklace made of teeth and is carrying a huge knife!" Danny continued his performance. "I'm really scared! I think he might be able to kill me and take my pelt so he can put it above his fire-place before you can"! Danny said with an incredibly fake worried tone in his voice while he feigned cowering in fear at the "Hunter" behind Skulker.

Skulker was pretty sure this guy was fake. But, Skulker couldn't risk it. What if there really was another hunter and the whelp made fun of him later for not believing him? Keeping his eyes on the Halfa for as long as possible, he turned his head to check behind him.

"What? I don't see him whelp"! Skulker began to turn around to face Danny again but was met with a glowing green fist to the cheek halfway. Grunting in pain as he tumbled through the air, Skulker saw a flash of light, then the metal walls of the Fenton Thermos™ and realized he'd been captured again.

"Really? You fell for that again? Skulker that's, what, the 3rd time this week?" Danny said, clutching his side laughing as he floated down to the road beneath him. The earlier frustration went from his voice as amusement that Skulker fell for the classic "Another Hunter" routine again filled his voice.

"Fourth". Came a very indignant response from the can quietly. Responded to with howling laughter from Danny.

"Skulker for someone who calls themselves the best hunter in the world, you have zero predator instincts." Danny barely managed to say out as he chuckled every other word or so at how ridiculous this whole situation is. "I'll tell you what. For making me laugh tonight I'll get us home as fast as possible so that I can chuck you in the portal and go to bed instead of leaving you in the can overnight".

The flight home was uneventful, thankfully, and Danny did as he promised, releasing Skulker into the swirling, green void of the ghost portal in his basement, before flying directly through the ceilings of the basement and his living room, straight up until he stood next to his bed on the 2nd floor. With a flash of light, Danny reverted out of his Phantom form back into his human form. White hair to Black. Green eyes to Blue. Hazmat suit to the boxers he'd been wearing when his ghost sense had gone off earlier in the night, summoning him for the third time that night to go fight Skulker. After setting his phone down on his nightstand and plugging it in to charge, Danny was getting ready for bed.

After fighting Skulker, three ecto-pusses, and the freaking Box Ghost tonight, this sleep is gonna be out of this world awesome. Danny thought as he picked up his pillow to fluff it before laying down. Of course, nothing ever goes right in Danny's world. As he stepped towards his bed, Danny fell. His foot missing the floor somehow and going straight through where the floor should have been, stepping instead directly into the swirling purple mass below him.

Mother Fu- Danny's thoughts were cut off as the world dropped out from beneath him. Reacting on instinct, Danny switched into his ghostly form, the bright flash illuminating the purple void for him to see.

Simultaneous thoughts of What's going on! and Shit! was Danny's last thoughts before the portal swallowed him whole.

Izuku Midoriya knew things were dire. Today was supposed to be a day of training. As the students of 1-A boarded the bus that day, they were expecting a day of tiring, but possibly fun, training at the USJ. The Unforeseen Simulation Joint certainly both lived up to its name in that the situation the students of Class 1-A found themselves in was certainly unforeseen, and missed the mark of its name, as the villain attack was no Simulation. At first, they had thought so, but the way Aizawa-sensei reacted when the portal opened up above the fountain indicated that whatever was happening was no drill. These where real villians and the threat they posed was real. Things weren't going well. The villians had split the students up and tried to pick them off. So far, Izuku had managed to survive with the aid of a frog girl named Tsuyu Asui and a sticky purple boy named Minoru Mineta, just barely. They'd found themselves in the shipwreck zone of the USJ, where he'd almost been eaten by a shark, saved at the last second by the frog-girls tongue. They began working their way back to the central area, fighting villains the whole way, Midoryia's fingers purple and hanging uselessly after he used too much power of his quirk "One for All" and shattered them. When the trio finally made it back to the main area, Midoryia was greeted with a somber sight. His teacher, Aizawa-sensei, was being held against the ground by a purple beast while a man with Hands all over him cheered the creature on. Things were dire indeed. As the thing repeatedly bashed his teacher's head into the ground, the purple mist villain appeared nearby the hand man, who Izuku realized was leading the attack. The purple mist informed the creepy hand man, whose name was Tomura Shigaraki based on the way the warp villain addressed him, that he'd failed to kill Thirteen.

"One of the students escaped" the warp villain, Kurogiri, as Midoryia learned from Shigaraki's response, continued. Izuku watched as the other villain began scratching his face furiously before suddenly halting and nonchalantly stating:

" Well, I guess it's game over. Let's go home"

What? Game over? Why is this guy talking in gaming terms? Midoryia wondered in his head, the two other students next to him excited that the bad guys were going home and that "They were saved". Midoryia wasn't so sure. Thoughts of Why would they come all this way to go home empty-handed? We're they trying to kill All-Might? He's not here what are they going to do? raced through his head. Then, Shigaraki's face turned to look at them, and his heart sank. Midoryia was too scared to understand everything the man was rambling, but when the words...

"Let's smash his pride as the symbol of peace" left the man's mouth, he realized the man was suddenly a lot closer than he was before, and about to grab Tsuyu's head. Remembering what his quirk did after seeing it used on Aizawa-sensei, the skin gone to the bone on his sensei's elbow with just a glancing touch, Midoryia realized what he meant:

He's going to kill us. Midoryia realized as fear shot through him. Shigaraki's hand landed on Tsuyu's head. She's going to die… and I sat here and watched it happen. Shigaraki's hand rested there on top of the frog girl's head for a few seconds and Midoryia waited for it to happen. The disintegration. Her death.

"Damn it...You really are cool" the man said, looking back at Aizawa-sensei who's hair was flying, even as it was gripped by the Nomu, and who's eyes were being held open in determination to save his student. Midoryia chose that moment to come to his senses and break out of the fear that had kept him frozen.

Aizawa will have to blink soon. I need to act now! Midoryia exploded from the water, smacking the hand of the villain who'd turned away from him off of the frog girls' head, and tackling him to the ground and sprinting at Kurogiri. Midoryia knew that he could die. He's untrained and fighting villians who're trying to kill them. But he can't let them escape. He'd rather they be trying to kill him that out there, in the city, threatening who knows how many lives.

I'm not gonna let you escape. All-Might will be here. I just have to hold you guys off, and hopefully not die in the process until then, It's what a real hero would do. Midoryia's mind raced as he sprinted at the warp villain. If he's wearing the collar, he has to have a physical body! Maybe if I can knock him out!

The Nomu, seeing its master gets attacked, dropped the meat-toy it had been playing with and began lumbering after the new toy that just attacked its master.

Crap! Okay, bad idea! Bad idea! Midoryia cursed mentally as he continued to race at Kurogiri, who was just coming out of his stunned haze that the little twerp who was crying? had attacked them. He rushed to pull up a portal as the kid sprinted towards him, but he was too late.

Oh, crap is that kid's fist glowing?

Midoryia's fist hit his metal neck brace with the force of semi-truck. The metal brace vibrating like a tuning fork against his head as he was thrown back. The force of which caused him to lose control of the portal he'd been making.

Where did that portal go? was all Kurogiri managed to think before hid head connected with the ground a good fifty feet from where he'd been launched.

The first indication his day was about to be ruined more was that it was suddenly bright. That was also his first indication that wherever he was:

I'm certainly not in my bed right now. Danny realized.

The second was that as he connected with the ground, he landed on bricks; not the carpet of his bedroom.

The third, of course, was that there was a giant purple beast with its brain? exposed running after a kid with green hair, while a man with too many hands on his body was getting up off the ground and a purple mist monster was groaning lying on the floor next to him.

What the HELL is going on?