The Class That Cried Werewolf

9 - Now is Riled

-3rd Person POV-

In the heart of the bustling plaza at the USJ, chaos erupted as villains came through the portal. Among them, three figures commanded attention with their menacing presence. One stood tall with striking blue hair, adorned in a bizarre ensemble of props resembling hands that gripped his upper body, lending an eerie and otherworldly aura to his appearance. His gaze bore the mark of calculated malevolence, a harbinger of the chaos that unfolded around him.

Beside him, a formless mass of black mist coalesced into a humanoid shape, its features obscured save for two piercing yellow eyes that glowed with an ominous intensity. Like a shadow given form, it exuded an unsettling sense of dread, its very presence sending shivers down the spines of those who dared to behold it.

And then there was the third, a towering figure of pure menace. Muscular and imposing, its pitch-black skin seemed to absorb the light around it, giving it an air of sinister foreboding. Its features were grotesque, with a bird-like beak, razor-sharp teeth, and an exposed brain pulsating with vile intelligence. Lacerations adorned both of its arms, a testament to the violence that lurked within its formidable frame.

"The only real heroes I see are Thirteen and Eraser Head. Perplexing, according to the schedule we retrieved from U.A., All Might should be here as well," the black mist villain mused aloud, his voice a sinister whisper that carried with it a sense of foreboding.

"So you scumbags used the press as a cover and sneaked onto campus," Aizawa remarked, calling the villains out on their distraction from earlier.

"Where is he? I went through the trouble bringing so many friends who're eager to meet him," the blue-haired villain inquired, his words echoing across the plaza as the villains dispersed. "They want All Might, the great Symbol of Peace. I can't believe he's not here... Maybe if I kill a few kids, he'll come out to play."

Tatsuya's eyes widened, his reaction accompanied by a subtle gasp of astonishment at the revelation he had just heard. Swiftly, he shifted his attention toward Aizawa, evidently intending to relay this newfound information. However, before Tatsuya could voice his thoughts, Kirishima interjected with his own words.

"What? Real villains? No way," Kirishima exclaimed, his tone tinged with incredulity as he struggled to comprehend the severity of the situation. "How could so many of them get into a U.A. facility this secure?"

"Yeah, Thirteen, why aren't the alarms going off?" Yaoyorozu asked, her voice cutting through the tension as she navigated her way to the forefront of the crowd, her brow furrowed in concern.

"Good question, I'm not sure," Thirteen said, her tone thoughtful yet tinged with uncertainty.

"Is the entire campus under attack, or is this their only target?" Todoroki posed the question, his mind already spinning with the myriad possibilities of such an assault. "Either way, if the alarm sensors aren't being triggered, then one of these villains must have a Quirk that's masking their presence here."

"It's a possibility," Tatsuya responded, his voice carrying a weight of consideration as he contemplated the gravity of the situation. "But I highly doubt that they'd just make a direct attack on a school full of heroes; it'd be suicide. They must have carefully chosen this place as an entry point after the chaos at the cafeteria." His words held a chilling clarity, reflecting the cold, analytical nature of his assessment.

Indeed, the notion resonated with Todoroki's own thoughts, stirring a deeper introspection into the motives driving the villains' brazen incursion. "They may be fools for trespassing here, but they've thought this out," he acknowledged, his tone betraying a hint of begrudging respect for the enemy's cunning strategy. "Whatever their plan, they must have a concrete objective in mind, but what is it?"