3rd World (BNHA/MHA x DSMP AU)

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[Shigaraki POV]

Nunavut was about the most isolated place you could go to that wasn't Antarctica or some excessively dangerous place like Skeleton Coast or Death Valley. Before a few days ago, Shigaraki hadn't even known that it existed.

"What are we here for again, Shigaraki?", Toga asked.

A small annoyed sound escaped from Shigaraki Tomura's throat but no one seemed to notice. "There's a Native American with a quirk that All For One wants. They call him the Miracle Doctor. We, the League of Villains, are here to pick him up."

The gang trudged through the thick snow, snowflakes still falling onto their hair and clothes. At last, they stopped at the edge of a hill, overlooking a clearing that was beside a large sheet of ice. At first, there seemed to be nothing, especially with the darkness of the night. Then, they saw the igloos. Many of them. And all was silent.

Shigaraki grinned from behind his mask, "Well, let's go find this Miracle Doctor, shall we?"

*****

[Midoriya POV]

Nunavut was cold to say the least. It was a land of icy islands and very little flora and fauna, or even life at all. The only people they had met were the people at the airport. After they had gotten on the bus, the only living beings they had seen were animals and some scraggly bushes.

Midoriya glanced at his classmates, then at the empty back of the bus

*****

3 days ago...

"This field trip is a cover-up for a mission. And I'll say this once. Do not tell th- erm, my 'children' that this is a mission."

Immediately, Ashido raised her hand and asked, "Why?"

"I-." A hint of red was on Aizawa's face. "They'll...uh, worry about me." He turned away from the class - coughing for attention, Midoriya assumed.

Class 1A sat in silence, waiting for their home room teacher to speak. Midoriya had looked up with a determined gaze as Aizawa turned back and revealed the rest of the information.

"We will be going undercover as a group of students from Japan who are researching quirks from across the world. Our purpose of travelling to Canada is to observe the quirks of the Inuit First Nations. Now, the mission is to...

*****

"We've arrived", the driver announced.

Midoriya shivered as he prepared himself. They would be serving as bodyguards of an important figure in a community. But - Midoriya took a deep breath - the person they were protecting couldn't know that they were heroes in training.

So, hair dyed brown and a pair of glasses on his face, he jumped off from the bus mumbling, "You can call me Timothy. I am an ordinary student from Japan. My quirk is nothing special but it makes me slightly faster than the average person. I love studying quirks.

Midoriya paused. At least the last part was true. In all honesty, Midoriya didn't like how they had to lie, but if it was necessary to stop All For One, then he was willing.

He heard someone call his name and turned around. "Oh, Uraraka!"

She looked pretty much the same except she was wearing a long brown wig. Like everyone else, it was evident that she had on multiple layers of thick coats. Additionally, a pair of earmuffs, a thick scarf, and a fluffy hat nearly covered her entire face.

"Are you nervous, Midoriya?", she asked softly, her hands rubbing against each other, presumably to stay warm, even though she wore thick mittens.

Almost by instinct, Midoriya fastened his own scarf tighter around him. He nodded in reply. "What about you, Uraraka?"

She laughed shyly, "I'm a little nervous too, about-."Uraraka must have realized that she couldn't talk about All For One. Not here, especially now that they were off the bus. Instead, she said, "But I'm excited to see the new quirks. Oh! And meet new people."

"Yeah", Midoriya agreed.

"Alright kids. Single file.", Aizawa said.

Beside him was a woman, around 10 cm shorter than him and with long, blonde hair, but otherwise, revealing no distinguishable characteristics. A pair of snowboarding goggles and the neck of her outermost coat hid most of her face, except for the very tip of a really red nose.

Once the students of Class 1A had arranged themselves, the woman waved to them. "Heya kids! I'll be your translator for this trip. You can call me Ms. Guide for this trip. I don't mind."

Midoriya imagined a wide grin on her face. Ms. Guide seemed like a jovial person.

"Now then", she waved for everyone to follow her. "Let's get to exploring Nunavut!"

"Yeah!"