Rumours about Assassins are usually simple: they kill for fun and money, they’re heartless and know no mercy, they have more blood on their hands then any high ranked villains. that’s what especially Heroes think but this Event will prove them wrong.

Endeavour accepted a mission that required… uh… history knowledge. if I have to explain it then I would say that Endeavour, Bakugou, Izuku and Todoroki have to spend time on an Assassin Masquerade and see what those killer machines actually do and how they behave. the only information they got were the theme colors for the Masquerade: navy, silver and black.

The car pulled up and the door opened. Endeavour, Todoroki, Izuku and Bakugou climbed out of the car and closed the doors behind themselves while staring at the huge castle-like building. thank God they wore suiting suits and half face masks like it’s required on a Masquerade but it was clear that they all felt tense.

Izuku visibly gulped in nervousness and growing anxiety, Bakugou was frowning under his mask and huffing, Todoroki had a pretty blank expression like always however he felt an unfamiliar tingle of something he couldn’t identify and his father looked like he was regretting every thought he had that made him accept this mission which was strange for the usual cold, stoic and no-bullshit attitude pro-hero.

Endeavour cleared his throat and gave the three boys a signal to follow him. they all nodded and followed along into the building. Bakugou rolled his eyes.

Bakugou: “Why do even have to be here, huh?! Watching those bloodthirsty dumbasses like we have nothing better to-…”

Bakugou stopped yapping the moment they entered and saw the big ball saal that was packed with people in Masquerade clothing and masks. no weapons, no bragging, no fighting or bloodstains. everything looked like out of a 18/19 century movie in a royalty house which was… unsettling for the Agency.

The boys exchanged few looks. Izuku started to fidget with his fingers while looking around. Endeavour looked uncharacteristically disarmed and vulnerable surrounded by high class Assassins in suits, dresses and masks. Bakugou was speechless for once out of pure surprise because nobody expected to see THIS. Todoroki was slightly surprised to see his father so uncomfortable but kept his stoic facade beneath his mask and walked deeper into the building toward the dance floor where people danced traditional Masquerade dances.

Before any could even realise what was happening, Endeavour got pulled into a conversation by few woman that were waving their fans in front of their faces and giggling, Izuku got asked for a dance, Bakugou also got pulled into a conversation despite his protest and poor Todoroki looked kinda lost and uncomfortable until he noticed stairs to the open second floor with balconies that showed the view down onto the dance floor from above and lake of Assassins up there. they realised only now how unprepared and screwed they actually were in this event - with no plan, no communication system and no idea how to keep thir cover from blowing off.

Todoroki squeezed through the crowd and went upstairs with a heavy exhale. he walked a little on the second floor, running his hand through half half hair and adjusting his mask. that suit was tight and uncomfortable since he wasn’t used to such formal clothing. Todoroki’s thoughts were running, desperately trying to figure out what they’re going to do now until he saw a person resting their forearms on the thick wooden railings and watching the dances from above. he noticed how other Assassins that were passing by glanced at the person with shimmer of either fear, respect or jealousy without saying anything and going back to their conversations and way downstairs to the dance floor. Todoroki stared for a short amount of time and walked over without realising it, stopping few metres away and just waiting for something to happen. he wasn’t even sure what he was doing. that’s a bloody Assassin and Todoroki stood there like he had no idea what his position in here is.