The several-mile stretch of cityscape was called the Ghost Quarter, because nobody lived there. It was a remnant from one of Japan’s earliest big-threat villains, named Seismic, whose ability to control earth and ground-matter was still one of the strongest recorded Elemental Quirks to ever exist. The Ghost Quarter was the site of the final battle to take him down. It had been hard and gruesome. A shudderingly high casualty number. The damage to the city itself had been astronomical.

Class 1-A had gone there as part of a unit on minimizing collateral damage. They had been hit by a very powerful Fear Inducer Quirk.

Go in. Find your students, one at a time. Knock them out by breaking a capsule of Midnight’s Somnambulist, which could last about a half hour away from her body. Send up a single, and another teacher would carefully pick their way to the sleeping kid and bring them to the base outside the Ghost Quarter while you moved on to the next one. Simple plan. A good plan, even.

Kaminari was currently crying so hard that he couldn’t move. That Fear Inducing Quirk was stronger than expected

Pressed into a corner with his knees to his chest and his forehead to his knees, he was crying; silent tears. His fists were knotted into his hair. He didn’t make a sound, just desperate breaths inward around sobs. He was holding back

Little licks of yellow electricity jumped from his skin any time you got close. You had a somnambulist in hand, ready to crack it open