It started as a normal day for the students of UA's class 1-A. A single instant-villain attack changed that and the days, weeks, and months after.

"This just in: 2 UA students are left in critical condition due to an instant villain attack. 4 others were injured, but still, police and pro-heroes won't give us the identities of the students except that each pair was a boy and a girl. More information as this story continues."

*Click!*

Aizawa turned off the TV. Jirou and Kaminari were in a comatose state, Todoroki and Yaororozu were regaining consciousness, and Midoriya and Uraraka were still out cold.

It was his fault. He let the students go out of campus to the little convenience store a mile off. He should've chaperoned them, but he was just too tired. At the time he trusted Kaminari to Todoroki and Midoriya's strength. He didn't expect there to be an instant-villain. He thought he'd stopped the flow of that strong-dosed Trigger with those Naruhata vigilantes... since the villain got away, he didn't know what Quirk they were hit by. He picked up his phone and scrolled down his contact list, near the bottom.

"Hello, this is Makoto Tsukauchi. How can I help you?"

"Hey, it's Eraserhead."

"Oh! It's been so long! What do you need?"

"Get The Crawler on the phone."

"He quit being a vigilante, you know-"

"We have a strong Trigger user on the loose."

Aizawa could hear her gasp. "Understood, sir!" She hung up.
He prepared himself for the coming search. He got his more padded costume on with his stiffer capture cloth. Aizawa wasn't going to let that villain get away with hurting his students.

It was late. He waited for The Crawler to meet at the rendezvous.

"You're late," he said, still staring at the street

"I still can't sneak up on you huh?" the man slid forward and perched by Aizawa.

"You're still as annoying when it comes to being serious."

"Come on, you know the guy who stops Trigger users: The Crawler!" he shouted.

"Quiet, Haimawari," Aizawa said in a hard whisper.

"Y-yes, sir..." Haimawari sat there silently, fitting on his gloves. He was still using his special Dark Suit hoodie from 3 years prior. Aizawa rolled his eyes, wondering how that All Might hoodie was still intact. His dumb obsession with wearing those hoodies as costumes bothered him. He had connections to the Number One Hero in America who would be able to get him an actual, durable costume.

They waited for hours, and hours, but to no avail.

"Hey, Eraserhead?" Haimawari broke the silence.

"What?" Aizawa was tired.

"Can I come to your class tomorrow?" He said, expecting to be shot down.

"Why the hell not?" Aizawa put a hand on Haimawari's shoulder.

"Really? Thanks! I'm going to go to my hotel room and I'll see you at U.A.'s front gates!" Haimawari zipped down the building.

Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose. 'I'm going to regret this..."

Aizawa stood at the front of his class, more tired than usual. Having Haimawari on a stakeout was tiring...

"Class, today we have a visitor..."

"I wonder who it is..." a reflective Sero said.

"Probably someone manly!" Kirishima shouted.

"Let's hope I'm allowed to beat the shit outta him," Bakugou growled as he let off his little crackles of explosions.

Aizawa facepalmed. "You can come in now... have fun running the class. I'm sleeping now..." He entered his cocoon and zipped it up all the way.

The students waited eagerly, but it was about 5 seconds with no one.

"Sorry guys! I AM HERE- the guy who fills in for Eraserhead: The Crawler!" Haimawari slid in, wearing his All Might Limited Edition Dark Suit.
Judging by the lack of reaction he got, he added, "I'm... an old friend of Eraserhead..." He scratched his head.

"Why the hell are you wearing an All Might hoodie?" Bakugou glared at him. Deku would've loved it, but he detested it. He already had to deal with one All Might nerd, though he wasn't here right now due to a villain.

"It makes me feel more powerful, you know?" He stood awkwardly at the front of the class. "A-anyways, Eraserhead wanted you to go to Gym Gamma to develop more Ultimate moves! So let's get moving! Where's your class rep?"

"He's watching over our classmates at the hospital, so manly!" Kirishima pumped his fist while shedding manly tears.

"Shut the hell up, shitty hair," Bakugou said as he passed by to the gym

Iida sat in between the beds of his two best friends: Ochaco Uraraka and Izuku Midoriya.

He wished it wasn't like this, but it was. They were attacked and left in a terrible condition. He wished he was there so they had a better fighting chance- no! That would mean he would be in a bed as well! It was his duty as Class Rep to always be there for the class, even if it's missing 6 people...

Iida sighed as he watched over his friends. It was horrible to look at their faces. They seemed so calm and serene in a time of tension. It scared him a little. Iida had seen his brother in a similar state as well after his encounter with the Hero Killer: Stain.

He was reflecting until he heard a grunt from Midoriya. "Where am I..?" Iida shot up.

"MIDORIYA! You had me worried sick! How are you feeling?" Iida swung his arms like a mad robot.

"What..? I'm not Midoriya... it's me, Uraraka..." he, or she spat out dryly.

"Wait... what if it was the villain's quirk that did this?!" Iida looked at Midoriya- err, Uraraka understandingly.

They turned and looked at Ochaco Uraraka's unconscious body as her right hand clenched up.

Howdy! It's Max here with a new story! I've had this idea in the works for a long time until I put it down today! I hope you enjoy this story and until next time, GO BEYOND... PLUS ULTRA!