Not Yet

!garD a tahW : III

What a shady looking area. An abandoned old warehouse stood totally alone in a dense forest of long naked trees. The wood sticks sticking from the timber wall gave the impression that no one could have possibly been here in years.

However, Aizawa's sharp and experienced eyes were able to locate a few suspicious details that raised red flags.

"Huh? This is a league basement?" Midnight voiced what everyone was thinking about, while trying her best to hide her presence behind some bushes.

Eight to ten well-experienced heros were hiding a few miles away from the warehouse. They made sure they were out of range of any possible sensory quirks, but that they still had the upper hand in a sudden fight if any villain decided to make an appearance.

An entire force of policemen and detectives were also on standby, but inasmuch the nature of their quirks and qualifications which weren't really suitable for combat, they were staying behind the heros within a safe distance to not get affected by any possible fights.

"Well, it may seem deserted at first glance, but if you look carefully you could see that someone was here not too long ago" Aizawa stated, being the underground hero with most experience and sharpest perceptions.

"The grass and wild plants around this area are very long and dense, but only infront the back door, it gets way shorter and paler in color, which can imply that this grass right there was planted intentionally by someone to hide the fact that the door is frequently being used"

Cementoss nodded in agreement, while Mt. Lady was left with awe about Aizawa coming to such a conclusion by only this.

"Not only that. Look at the broken left window right there. The glass shards are splattered outwards on the bush beneath. There is no way the glass would have shattered like that if the window was broken from the outside, it had definitely been broken from the inside of the warehouse. And by the looks of it, the shards are still new if they are still on the top of that young bush under the window"

No one of the heros said anything after that. The tension in the air got heavy, now that Eraserhead's explanation made it clear that this warehouse was out of ordinary.

After a few minutes of silent observation, detective Tsukautchi's voice came from handheld transceivers every hero had.

"Now, hero force, sorry to keep you waiting! Everything is ready! This mission is of high risk and we have little to no information about what this secret hideout contains. It could as far as we know be a trap, so be careful. And the secrecy the location of this specific warehouse was held with is worrisome" All heros, though they were used to these kind of danger, were cold sweating.

"Don't forget to demand reinforcements if you ever feel that it's too dangerous to handle! Now, let the raid begin!"

Aizawa couldn't help but roll his eyes to the dramatic tone. But as soon as his goggles were on, his eyes turned dead serious. Aizawa may be lazy and sleep deprived, but he was sure a reliable hero to the heart.

He dashed forward, followed by his fellows, as soundlessly as possible.

All heros centralized themselves at every possible escape route, both windows and doors, and slammed their way in.

Midnight's eyes widened and she was clearly very surprised with what they came across.

"Huh?" Cementoss couldn't help but let that slip.

"What?! Th- that's different from what we've been told!" Midnight said.

She ran inside to the totally empty warehouse. Not a single box or door were seen. The ground was covered in dust and sand that no one could have possibly been here without leaving a trace.

"Ha, so even Eraser can be wrong sometimes" Ectoplasm joked as he walked around the warehouse checking for anything unusual.

Aizawa put his goggles up and scrutinized the whole place. He really thought that there definitely was something wrong with this place.

He sighed and took out his transceiver to report their situation.

"Here's the hero force, we didn't find any-" before Aizawa could finish his line, Tsukautchi's distressed shouts came from said transceiver.

"The police force is being attacked by villains! It's as we thought! The warehouse was a trap!  T̸̪͂h̴̬̳͆̈́- ̵͇͊̀h̷͓̚hh.̴͓͛͝.̶͉̠̫͌́̽͂̕.̵̱̏̌͊̿.̸̡̨̚.̸̧̧̫̤̥̔͊̾͘.̶̧̲͖̓̾.̷̹̘̘̅̅̒̉͝ hȩ̴̥͘r̸̦̒ọ̵̃͐

̴̥͛̈́fo-f̵̰͌͠o̴͍̼͛r̶̗̾c̴̲̖̀́ë̷̜̠́̉'̶̩́ͅs̶͇̃͠ ̷̫͓͗á̵̢͘i̴̬̹͛͝d̸̯̃̄ ̵̟͉̐́i̵͎̓̐s̶͈͙̽́ ̷̭͋.̴͓͛͝.̶͉̠̫͌́̽͂̕.̵̱̏̌͊̿.̸̡̨̚.̸̧̧̫̤̥̔͊̾͘.̶̧̲͖̓̾.̷̹̘̘̅̅̒̉͝.̴͓͛͝.̶͉̠̫͌́̽͂̕.̵̱̏̌͊̿.̸̡̨̚.̸̧̧̫̤̥̔͊̾͘.̶̧̲͖̓̾.̷̹̘̘̅̅̒̉͝ ̶̢̄i̵̤͋̑m̴͍͐m̸̭̊͗é̷̻͊d̶̙̈́̓ t̵͖͕̀ḙ̶͊͒l̸̬̽̀- " The

sound started cracking and became soon inapprehensible. The noise became louder and louder until the line was cut off.

All heros raced out at once. Aizawa following right behind.

But uneasiness still lingered in his heart. If the warehouse was really a trap, wouldn't they have made it more obvious? Would they really have tried to disguise it like that? Wouldn't it have been better to give them a lot of information and threads to lead as many heros as possible here instead of being this reticent?

'I don't have time to think about this now!' He scolded himself and decided to think about it later, but something caught his attention just before he was about to leave the warehouse.

In the very corner, one of the floor's old wooden planks was sticking slightly out. It may look totally normal considering the age of the building, but Aizawa had a feeling, and his feelings were often right on spot.

He stopped in his tracks and turned to inform the others, but found that they were already gone.

He knew he had to go help the others, but this gut feeling was so unnerving that he decided to just check on the plank really quick before leaving.

He spun on his heels and walked in again to the corner, his fast leaping made the floor beneath squeak with every step.

He squatted down and tried pulling at the flooring. And to his prediction, it came off and a handle to a hidden basement door became visible.

Aizawa bit his bottom lip and glanced at the exit for the last time. Should he really go down alone? He didn't know what to expect, it would be wiser to wait for everyone else. But this may be a chance to catch some villains. He can't give them this opportunity to escape.

He decided yo at least check his gadgets to make sure he had everything he needed, and to his surprise, he came across something that wasn't supposed to be there.

'Good luck Sensei! We will be waiting for you ♥️

PS. Girls like gentlemen, please refrain from looking like a beggar and wear a suit to your date.

From your students, 1-A'

Aizawa couldn't help but chuckle at the card his students snuck in his hero suit.

Well, someone is clearly getting detention for a whole month, or maybe two, for calling him a beggar. No, let's make them three for invading his privacy and touching his suit.

'Well, here goes nothing' he thought bitterly before putting the card back in his pocket to open the door on the ground and jump down.