What Evil Looks Like
"We have less than two minutes until team B enters. I'll begin preparing the nest now. You should find your hiding place on the first floor as well."
"Alright... but, will this really be okay..?"
"Yeah. This is totally fine. We're not breaking any rules anyways."
Ojiro took another hesitant look at the ceiling one last time before making his way out of the room, muttering to himself nervously. "This is just a test. I'm not really a villain. Yes, this is only for the test."
"Oh right, one of the guys we're up against has some really mad ice quirk so I suggest you hide above ground. Don't let yourself get frozen."
"Thanks. I got it." Ojiro was grateful for the advice, relieved that his partner seemed reliable despite creating such a blackhearted strategy.
"...Now then..." I fiddled with my mask thoughtfully, a grin making its way on my face. "Shall we play a game?"
The fake nuclear bomb, which was supposed to be the target object for the excercise, was missing from the room but, in its place, tens of cocoons made of metallic threads littered the ceiling.
"Man, this style is too devious! This isn't manly at all!" Kirishima exclaimed from the monitoring room in the basement of the building.
"Like this, even if the villains don't move, they still have a high probability of winning since the time would be against the heroes." Yaoyorozu muttered to herself, drawing a few nods of agreement from the other students. "With that many cocoons, it would take a lot of time to pry open each one to see if it carried the nuclear weapon inside. The only chance the hero team has of winning is if they manage to capture the villains."
"But, won't that be difficult as well?" Tsuyu asked. "Look. The villain team is separated in two completely opposite directions."
"This set-up is extremely unfavorable to the heroes! There's barely enough time to do anything!" Kaminari shouted loudly. "Thankfully, I didn't go up against those guys!"
"You mean 'we'." Jiro commented, inwardly agreeing with her partner's words.
'I must say, a setting like this, inside a building with enclosed spaces and confusing structural patterns, is very suited towards people with Yamori shonen's type of quirks. Only in situations like this will he be able to shine brightly. Though, I am more concerned with the strategy they managed to create.' All Might thought to himself grimly. "Even when I told them to adopt the mindset of villains... This much is a little too...'
"I see! So this is what Yamori-kun was trying to tell me... As expected of the number 1 scorer in the entrance exam! He immediately grasped the correct mindset needed and created the perfect strategy in a limited amount of time! I, too, must watch closely and learn from this." Iida spoke to himself as he watched the monitoring for the fifth floor which was slowly being filled with threads everywhere, causing Bakugo, who was standing close by to grit his teeth, his hands clenching and unclenching in frustration.
"Hero team, enter!"
...
"Yamori-kun, the two of them entered." A muffled voice from my earpiece reported just as I was finishing my preparations.
"Mm. Just in time. I'm done here anyways." I flicked the thread in front of me and nodded in satisfaction, marveling at my masterpiece. "We'll have to keep quiet in a few moments. That guy with multiple arms can hear our movements so, in a while, we shouldn't move."
"Roger." Ojiro replied formally, and cut off the communication, making me confused. But, for a while, I stood stiffly in place, trying not to make any sounds.
...
"... No trace at all..? I can't sense any of them. It's like this whole building is empty aside from us. I can't hear anything." Shoji Mezo, quirk: Dupli-Arms (He can duplicate his own body parts at the tip of his extra limbs).
"Nothing..? Well, it doesn't matter." Number 2 recommended student, Todoroki Shoto, quirk: Half-cold, Half-hot (He freezes with his right, he burns with his left). "Get outside. It'll get frosty in here. I'm not sure what our opponents are planning but... it won't be able to change anything."
After Shoji left the building, true to his words, Todoroki really did freeze everything.
...
"The other guy left." The sudden buzzing from my earpiece signaled that it was now alright to move. "You were right, Yamori-kun. He really did freeze the building but, is everything alright on your side?"
Crunch! Pa! Pa!
"Yeah. All's good." I replied as I stomped away the icicles that formed on the threads that I was standing on, test running between them to make sure they weren't too slippery. "Then, I'll leave the other guy to you. Let me take care of the Iceman."
"Leave it to me!" Ojiro replied, his voice determined, and, once again, everything was quiet.
I sat comfortably on a thread, watching the stairs from my position, high up in the air.
"Then... Let the game... begin."
...
Tap. Tap. Crunch.
Todoroki walked up the stairs in measured, confident steps, as if already assured of his victory. But, the moment he arrived at the fifth floor, he was momentarily taken aback.
In front of him, what he expected would be an empty hallway that was frozen over, became a forest of metallic threads waiting for him silently.
He reached out his right hand and froze the thread in front of him and hit it, expecting it to quickly crumble but, against his expectations, the ice fell apart but, the thread was still there.
Cautiously, he reached out a finger and touched the thread. "This is..."
In confusion, he watched a bead of crimson blood slither down his finger and drip onto the floor.
Just a single light touch actually managed to leave a wound on his finger!
Todoroki gazed at the many threads that littered the whole floor with a cold expression.
...
Fwoosh!
With the sound of the wind, Shoji looked up, only to see a thick tail heading straight towards his head. With barely enough time to avoid the attack, he raised his arms to block hastily.
Bam!
"Missed." Ojiro muttered to himself regretfully. In order to succeed in his attack, he had been waiting for quite a while before launching himself off the second floor window to attack his opponent from above. Since his attack failed, he decided to create some distance from his opponent to plan his next attack.
According to Yamori-kun, this guy's extra limbs can exert a lot of power in combat but... in regards to technique, he is a bit lacking. I'll have to take advantage of that weakness. But... how?
"If you are here... Then, that means, only one is left to guard the nuclear weapon?" Shoji asked Ojiro suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Are you sure you should be fighting with me instead of helping your partner?"
"Your suggestion makes sense but..." Ojiro muttered and suddenly dashed towards Shoji, catching him offguard. "We have an equal distribution of responsibilities."
Ojiro leaped up and kicked towards Shoji's throat but was blocked by a set of extra limbs, causing him to step back and dash to the side, sweeping his tail towards Shoji's chest.
Shoji, having just used his limbs to block his neck, was unable to respond quick enough and was sent a few steps back. Just as he was about to regain his balance, a series of swift punches were sent flying towards his torso, causing him to block hastily.
The attacks came so fast that it made him unable to counterattack.
"Whoa! That tail guy is really getting into it!" Sero had his fists clenched in excitement, staring at the monitors eagerly.
"The other guy can't attack at all! All he can do is block the attacks as much as he can!" Kirishima felt his blood boiling.
"Amazing... The heroes don't have a chance at all..." Uraraka had her eyes wide, watching the monitors.
Right, left, tail, change location, kick, left, change location, tail swipe.
To Shoji, the attacks seemed like they were coming from everywhere and were so haphazard that he didn't know where to block next, unable to predict his opponent's movements, but, to Ojiro, all of his attacks were measured.
As Shoji stumbled unsteadily, Ojiro narrowed his eyes. Now!
The ceaseless attacks finally stopped and, as Shoji finally had the room to breathe and begin his own round of attacks, he suddenly spotted at white tape.
Ojiro dashed forwards quickly and leaped up, in his hand was the white tape which would be used to capture the enemies but, just as the tape was about to wrap around Shoji, he suddenly twisted his head to the side, barely missing his head by a millimeter. As he felt Ojiro's hand graze his ear, he inwardly broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, he wasn't to late.
"This is... a miss?" Kaminari muttered, unsure.
"Did his attack fail?" Ashido echoed, needing explanations. Why did Ojiro suddenly stop attacking after he failed to capture Shoji? Shouldn't he quickly attack again to regain the upper hand and try capturing him again?
"No... This is!" Iida exclaimed in shock, suddenly realizing what happened.
"You missed." Shoji said as he tried to catch his breath, cautiously watching his opponent's movements.
"No."
Crack! Crush!
"...That is.." Shoji's eyes widened, feeling something missing.
"You don't really need to defeat the guy, just keeping him distracted is enough. Oh, if possible, please do disrupt his communication with his partner. I'll handle the other guy." Those were the instructions Yamori had left him. Seeing his partner give him the easy part and was prepared to shoulder the hard bits, it made him feel frustrated.
I want to be a hero who can be relied on as well!
Ojiro unclenched his fist, letting the broken pieces of what used to be his opponent's earpiece fall to the ground. "My attacks won't miss...From today on! None of my attacks will miss anymore!"
From his heart, he declared his conviction loudly.
...
Fwoop!
Suddenly, a smiling silver mask appeared barely a few centimeters away from Todoroki's face, startling him.
Right in front of him, an opponent hung upside down from the ceiling, the only thing keeping him from falling was a thread that wrapped around his legs, connected to a spider web made of the same threads above.
"Ooh~ A visitor! How lovely!" The villain said in excitement, his voice sounding muffled and eerie. "Care to play a game with me?"
Bam! Bang! Crash!
Not caring for the consequences, Todoroki immediately fired blasts after blasts of ice towards the villain's face.
"Oh! He's aggressive!" To his surprise, the villain had actually dodged his attacks and somehow appeared behind him, unscathed.
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted..." This villain dusted his crimson cloak nonchalantly, causing Todoroki to narrow his eyes dangerously. "Welcome to my nest!"
"See those cocoons up there?" The villain pointed towards the ceiling, bidding Todoroki to look up and see numerous cocoons hanging from the ceiling. "There are 79 of those in the entire floor."
"And one of them..." A cold breath brushed past his neck. Todoroki turned around and saw that the villain had somehow appeared behind him again soundlessly. "Happens to hide the target in it~"
"Say, hero..." The villain disappeared once again, causing Todoroki to glance around cautiously. "Play a game with me, will you?"
...
"This is strange." Kirishima had his eyebrows furrowed. "Yamori is obviously just beside Todoroki but, why does it seem like Todoroki can't see him at all?"
"It really is strange! I can't understand it at all!" Ashido added in confusion.
"He's taking advantage of the blindspots." Mineta answered for all of them and everyone stared at the short grape-like student. "It started as a technique for peeking at bathhouses but it can be used this way too."
"That is... then, it means, the whole time, he was able to predict his opponent's movements one step ahead and move towards his blindspot at the exact time he has to?! Do you understand how much calculation one has to do in a single split second to do that?!" Yaoyorozu had her eyes wide in disbelief.
"Ahh!! I still don't get it at all!" Ashido groaned and messed her hair in confusion.
"Damn. I don't get it but, I understand that what Yamori is doing is pretty amazing!" Kirishima said in awe.
"This is bad. He's the total opposite of Bakugo!" Kaminari complained. "If Bakugo is all instinct... This guy is all brains! Mom, I want to go home."
"... nngh." Bakugo had his teeth gnashing together, watching the monitors with a dark expression. It was unknown what he was thinking.
...
"I have destroyed the target's communication device." A muffled voice spoke through my earpiece, causing my grin to widen even further.
"Good..." I whispered.
Now, the prey's road forwards is blocked and the road behind is hindered.
"Shall we begin?"
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