Times at UA had been tough recently. All For One was still a massive threat, evoking fear amongst all of Japan. Villain attacks were getting more persistent, more strategic, and more powerful.

UA pushed their students to the core, training them hard. All was going well until a powerful pulse surged through the school. It affected some of the students and staff, making their quirks go haywire for a few moments before they settled back to normal. It seemed to only affect those with Emiter type quirks, leaving those with mutant and transformation type quirks alone.

For you, the pulse was much more powerful. It affected your quirk to a much higher extent, leaving you more and more drained of power and energy every time a pulse went off.

Class 1A (your class) had been on a hunt to find the source of this powerful pulse. It had only been getting stronger, and would soon start affecting all of Japan, not just those at UA.

During the search, you and your class stopped in an abandoned camp for the night. Shoto Todoroki had started a bonfire, and the rest of you had been sitting around it.

As you all stood up to head into the cabins (after being instructed to go to bed by Aizawa), the pulse surged once again.

Those of you with Emitter quirks were affected, your quirks going haywire for a few moments, leaving you all worn out.

Those that weren’t affected, including your teacher, Aizawa, and classmates like Fumikage Tokoyami, Kyouka Jirou, Mezo Shoji, Tsuyu Asui, and Ejirou Kirishima were ensuring that everyone who was getting affected by these pulses were okay and safe.

Izuku Midoriya was asking if everyone was okay, despite his own panting from the pulse. Denki Kaminari was holding his hand over his heart, shaking off the electricity that just rushed through his veins. Mina Ashido was holding her arm, her acid having burned her slightly. Tenya Iida was bent down, his hands over his legs as sweat dripped down his face. Hanta Sero was slowly untangling his tape from a nearby tree, his weakened body making it difficult.

Bakugou: “Damn pulse…” He muttered, his breathing heavy.

Shoto: “It’s only getting worse…” He panted as the effects wore off.