《Darkest Hero》Return
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Nezu frowned darkly as he flicked through pages in a red book marked with a golden 6 fingered hand, the pages tattered and old, yellowed from centuries of existing. Various pages were found and passed over as his search grew ever more desperate.
"Gnomes? No. Manitaur? We do not need them and All Might meeting. Time baby? Dead and also not born yet. Hmm, I could try the giant huntsmen head or the shapeshifter but then I have to worry about feeding them." Nezu frowned as he went over more and more options. "Screw it. I'm sicking the gnomes on the idiots who dared attack my students. Maybe Glumbor is still alive."
"Sir what are you going on about?" Nemuri asked as she along with Vlad King, Power Loader, Hound Dog and Azazel had been gathered in the auditorium by Nezu, class 1b had also been gathered and she was honestly a hairs width from slapping the blonde copy kid upside the head with how he was acting. Honestly she got more civilised talk out of villains high on trigger than this kid.
"Simple, I shall unleash vengeance upon the morons who attacked the school!" Nezu cackled aloud.
"That's it!" Ibara shouted as she stood up and stormed upto the teachers. "Senseis may I sit here? I cannot stand to be around that idiot any longer."
"But Ibara my dear surely you must realise we are meant to be! Not you and those 1A rejects. They even turned you to dark worship when you were a saintly nun!" Neito Monoma Declared rather loudly as he stood up, his hand flamboyantly outstretched while the tips of the fingers on his other hand brushed against his shirt.
"Can I punch him?" Ibara asked. "Like just once? Or twice... "
"I'd love to let you but I'd have to give you detention if you did so." Vlad King sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was seriously considering transfering the blonde to the general studies class once sports festival was over given the amount of problems he caused and how often he seemed to set Ibara and Setsuna off into violent rages.
"Ah they've arrived." Nezu chuckled as a red vortex opened up and spat out not only class 1A but several being he was unfamiliar with along with Alister.
"Not again." Vlad groaned, having watched the tapes he knew damned well what Alister was like, atleast as far as his sense of humour went that is.
"FUCKING HELL!" Bakugo screamed as he was shot the furthest, landing face first into a row of seats.
"Thankyou!" Eri called cheerfully as the vortex shrank into nothingness.
"Izu-sama!" Ibara called as she tackled the green haired teen into a tight hug.
"Hey! My man, get your own!" Toga snarled in anger.
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"Hmf, they weren't even scratched, surely the entire class decided to skip classes and be disrespectful, surely you must see that they should be expelled." Neito huffed poshly, his nose stuck skywards as he pointed a finger at the class who were for the most part trying to regain their bearings from the travel method used.
"Sit down." Nezu ordered as he closed the book with a small snap. "Class 1A and guests please take your seats, asides you Alister. You stay up the front where we can keep an eye on you."
"Ah you know me too well Nezu." Alister chuckled as he folded his arms behind his back, a massive fanged grin spread from ear to ear as he stood at the front looking over those gathered in the stands.
"Green lady!" Azazel squeaked in fright as she went rigid in her seat, sweat pouring down her face as Inko carefully brushed some soot off of Eri.
"Oh Azazel." Inko smiled politely. "I do need a chat with you once this is all done."
"Do I need to be worried?" Izuku asked in concern, his mum had already shanghaied Mayberry into working for him and he didn't even have a hero agency yet! Infact he was pretty sure Mayberry was already writing down everything that was being said if her writing in a small notebook was to go by.
"No no it's about her work." Inko waved her son's worries away. "I keep telling her not to pester my pantheon and the last time she did my idiot sibling Gozer set a giant marshmallow loose in New York City."
"Ahem. Getting on with things." Nezu smirked as the final individuals sat down. "Given the recent incident with class 1A I've decided it is best we just outright say it, less headaches later plus I get to watch people panic which is always a plus."
"Get on with it." Aizawa grunted as he folded his arms.
"Very well. The supernatural is real." Nezu cackled. "In this room with have a few angels, some beings from hell, literal demigods, a goddess and whatever Alister is classed as."
"Demonic Wendigo should suffice dear principal." Alister grinned, his fangs glinting in the light.
"Yes." Nezu smirked. "I shan't reveal everything if it's not wanted but I shall give a brief overview, I myself am the son of the angel Gabriel, miss Azazel is an Angel and the head of security Loona is a Hellhound."
"Then we must send the demons back to hell! Only angels should be heroes!" Neito shouted as he stood up.
"That's it!" Ibara snarled, her vines lashing out and restraining Neito tightly before she threw him back into his seat. "I've never much cared for the taste of human but I am sorely tempted to bite your head off for insulting us!"
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"Caine yeah!" Toga grinned as she pulled one of the blades embedded in her arm loose and licked the blade. "I can carve him up!"
"No need for that. He is entitled to his opinion." Inko smiled with a too polite manner making Toga decidedly uncomfortable as hesitantly stab the blade back into her arm with a pout. "Besides he's already hell bound, you get to have your fun once he is dead."
"What?! !" Neito scoffed.
"Trust me, if saint Teresa could end up in hell you will too." Inko deadpanned making the blonde gulp nervously. "Anyway, I am Leviathan goddess of rightful punishments, deviancy, and family from the Sumerian Pantheon."
"Mummy is the bestest!" Eri declared with a smile. "She can make candy apples!"
"You and your apples." Inko giggled softly as she smoothed down some of Eri's hair which had become messed up slightly with all the excited bouncing the girl was doing.
"Back on track." Nezu coughed. "This isn't to be leaked by anybody until after the main press conference, if I find out it was leaked, I will know who did it and I WILL make you wish that a Gremloblin was making constant eye contact with you!"
"Until then you have the next few days off." Vlad sighed loudly. "Mingle with those from the other class brats or I will be revoking any privlages such as the pinball machines."
"NOT MANLY!" Tetsutetsu cried out in shock.
"Wait, they have pinball?!" Mina cried in shock. "Why don't we have pinball?!"
"There was one but Vlad took it when he thought I'd be expelling the entire class again like last year. Haven't been bothered to grab it back." Aizawa yawned tiredly.
"Anyway, get to know the others, you're all trying to be heroes after all and Monomo if you start you're going to have detention with me for the next two months." Vlad explained, aiming a glare at the blonde at the end. Neito shuddered fearfully, he had only ever gotten detention once with his homeroom teacher and it was brutal.
"Uh so uh... How do I put this?" Setsuna uttered nervously. "Do we need to pour salt across the doors and windows or do we like you know sacrifice stuff to them?"
"That is racist." Charlie pouted. "Salt does nothing to us and I do not like sacrifices caine I even run a hotel centered on rehabilitation and redemption!"
"It's true. Though the mad beast are blind to the light the princess heart stays true to her goals." Tokoyami intoned dramatically.
"home to the best beese chargers!" Kira called with a large grin as she high fives the still timid Reiko.
"Bored now." Mei called lazily as she stood up and started walking off.
"Hatsume get back here!" Aizawa snapped.
"Let her go." Nezu chuckled. "There wasn't a day where she went to the support workshop after classes since she started. Rest of you are free to go."
"Huh. This is honestly not as bad as I expected." Mayberry hummed softly as she closed her notebook. In a instant Ibara had charged over and wrapped Izuku and Charlie into a hug, her vines slapping aside Neito when he went to protest.
"I missed you guys. It too quiet last night." Ibara spoke softly as she pulled back. "The only one in the doors asides me was Loona and she only stayed until her patrols started."
"Oh shit." Shinso chuckled softly as two students in 1B grudgingly handed over some money to Setsuna who was smirking to herself. "Lizard girl was betting on us."
"Hell yeah I was!" Setsuna laughed. "I bet 200 to 1 odds that you guys ended up involved with the supernatural as a joke. Never been so glad to of joked in my life!"
[Elsewhere]
A dusty bar laid undisturbed for the past few days asides some graffiti on the wall which read " Eloo zdv khuh jhw ehwwhu gulqnv" when suddenly the room was host to a flash of bright white light and a screaming pair of villains slammed into the floor with a pained grunt.
"Shigiraki, Korogiri, what happened?" Sensei's voice barked through the speaker.
"We have been falling for twelve FUCKING HOURS!" Shigiraki screamed in anger as he slammed his fist into the ground before grabbing and disintegrating a bar stool.
"Explain, now." The voice ordered.
"Sir, we attacked as planned however we suffered interference from another group." Korogiri explained.
"Some self mutilated assholes lead by some green haired woman and a small blonde brat who stole my Nomu!" Shigiraki raged. "They fucking cheated!"
"And this woman's quirk?" Sensei asked.
"Telekinesis of some sort." Korogiri explained. "... Uh sir?"
"Sensei, you're being rather quiet." Shigiraki blinked with a confused expression.
"Shigiraki. Whatever you do you must NOT mess with that woman again, if she takes an interest in you I cannot protect you from her." Sensei spoke in a stern tone. "I will be discussing this later, for now I must continue my own efforts."
"Why would sensei tell me to leave her be?" Shigiraki asked himself before his eyes went wide, a manic grin stretching across his face. "Of course! She must be a foreign hero who could harm sensei! I'll have to kill her myself then before sensei can worry any more!"
"Shigiraki I don't believe-" korogiri sighed in defeat, cutting off his own sentence as his charge ran off into the back rooms of the bar. "You know what, I'm just gonna clean this place."
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