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.

You moved to the center of the street. You dropped your stealth training, your footsteps heavy, kicking some debris around as you went.

“You can come out now,” You called, voice echoing “Come on. I know you’re hiding.”

You knew you could trust Katsuki not to instantly start blasting.

Suddenly, a teenaged boy rocketed out of the lower window of the building closest to you. A scream on his lips. “Fuck you!” Katsuki roared around a cracking voice. He tried for a blow to the solar plexus, which you weaved away from. His pupils were dangerously blown. He was looking in your direction, but his gaze was not locked on your face. It was as if he thought he was facing off against an opponent significantly taller than you.