Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia

"Edgeshot, have you gone mad?" Gang Orca demanded.

"I wouldn't say mad," Edgeshot defended. "Just desperate."

"Well, I beg to differ!" Orca argued. "I won't deny we are in a very tough spot, one that is going to take a lot of time and effort to resolve. However, I don't think we're desperate enough to warrant working with a serial killer!"

"Um, not that I don't feel uncomfortable with the idea, but is this really the best place to be discussing it?" Manual pointed out.

Following their loss, the heroes and police (what remained of them) retreated to different hospitals for treatment. Currently, the three of them were conversing on the rooftop out of costume and bandaged up. Having not woken up, Mandalay lay asleep in one of the beds below.

While the doctors had not cleared them to leave, they were allowed to walk around freely, hence their current rendezvous. As soon as he got his hands on a phone, Edgeshot wasted no time in contacting Razor. It had gone about as well as expected, but not in a bad way. The only downside was that she was working with Stain, which had not gone down well with the others.

"Everyone downstairs is too preoccupied at the moment," Edgeshot explained. "We'll be fine."

"Except we're not!" Orca retorted. "Look I am not against cooperating with villains if it helps us in the long run, but Stain! Do you have any idea how big his body count is?"

Edgeshot at least had the decency to look ashamed.

"I know," he said quietly. "I'm not any happier about this than you are. But look at the facts Orca. We are low on police and heroes. There is no help coming from our foreign counterparts. Not to mention that All Might's recent defeat will lead to a major rise in criminal activity. We cannot afford to be picky about who we work with." He paused. "I don't want to work with them, and to be honest, I don't trust them. I do trust Shino though. That's why I'm willing to do this."

Orca clutched his head tight and groaned. For their options to be this low was pathetic, especially the part that relied on Midoriya.

"What if Midoriya doesn't convince Razor, or he doesn't want to for that matter?" Manual reminded them. "We can't really force him to."

"Then we're all screwed!" Edgeshot deadpanned. "Plain and simple!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

After an uncertain amount of time, Orca let out another groan.

"May I please have that phone?" he requested. "I need to call my wife."

UA Heights Alliance

"Ah, Izuku," Razor said softly. "I was wondering when I'd hear from you."

"I'd say I'm surprised but I'm not. It is you after all," he stated.

"That it is. From the fact that you're calling I assume AFO's quirk finally wore," she guessed.

"Not quite. It's still coming back to me," Izuku countered. "But I remember enough."

"Enough is good, but not to spur you into action," she said. "I assume that someone or something provoked this reaction."

It took everything Izuku had to not roll his eyes. Did anything get past Razor? If there was, he'd probably die before he found out.

"Shiro called me earlier, using my mom's ID, not that she was anywhere near him. The guy got under my skin and a lot of things were said but I'll spare the details and give you what's important. He's not coming after me now, but he will eventually," he explained. "I want to take him down before he has the chance to. And I want you to help me do it."

After approximately three seconds of complete and utter silence on the other end…

"Okay, let's do it!" Razor answered cheerfully.

Izuku was completely taken aback by her quick response. "Wait! Just like that?"

He could hear a laugh on the other side. "But of course. I know you don't remember everything… yet, but I'm certain you remember enough to know that I would want to kill him." There was a brief pause. "Tell me, have contacted anyone else?"

"No. You were the first," he admitted.

"Hmm, smart boy," Razor complimented. "I'm glad our time apart hasn't dulled your intelligence. I can call in a favour or two from BUTLER to help. How much help they lend isn't up to me I'm afraid. On the plus side, I've got Stain here so that's one useful ally."

"Stain?" Izuku repeated confused. "Wait, you're still in Japan? I thought you'd go home after Sensei was defeated."

"Oh, Izuku. It's precisely because of that I stayed," she lightly chastised. "Why leave when things were about to get exciting? AFO being gone means it's an all-out battle royale for the position of the number one villain in Japan. Blood will be spilt, cities torn down, as contenders rip each other apart to establish their dominance. In other words, it's open season for the villains."

Izuku was a little unnerved at her description, though not as much as the others.

"I'll need help getting out of the school first unless you think you can convince the principal to let me go. I'll also need to get to get Dabi out. His firepower will be useful for this," he said. "I'll also need to get in contact with some others since I can't contact the League."

"I'm assuming you mean Gentle and Brava along with that vigilante friend of yours," Razor guessed.

"Pretty much yeah," Izuku confirmed. "I just hope the Crawler hasn't changed his phone number. The other two I'm not too worried about. I know Gentle's address and Brava left me a way to contact them in the event they needed to move."

"Perfect, the more outlaws we have the better. I know another group that can help, a minor villain team who owes me a favour. Not the strongest, but quick on their feet and very resourceful. And one who recently escaped from Tartarus with a very useful skillset. Recruiting her won't be easy but I'll manage," she explained with a smirk. "Speaking of which, I got from Edgeshot a few hours ago. He and three other heroes are willing to work with us to take down Hades. Oh, and before you ask, yes, they know Stain, but they are willing to put that aside for the moment."

The stunned silence that followed was unnerving. Not just from Izuku, but the other UA students as well. Neito went as far as to mouth "what the fuck" in English at everyone who was just baffled as he was. None of them could understand how that was even possible. Fortunately for them, Izuku spoke for them all with this sentence.

"How the fuck did you manage that?!" he replied incredulously.

"I have Shino to thank for that. She convinced Edgeshot to work with me regardless of who I was working with, although he claims to be greyer than most heroes," Razor answered. "Regardless, they're willing to temporarily put aside all wrongdoing in the hopes of taking down a common more serious enemy. And that works fine for me."

Izuku would have been more shocked but, based on the brief interactions between Edgeshot and Shino (boosted by her vague account) he had observed there was something between them. There had to be if they were on a first-name basis.

"Speaking of common enemies, the UA students or faculty who are listening in on this, will they be joining us?" Razor asked.

Izuku froze, as did everyone in the common room.

"How did you?" Izuku started.

"If the Commission are the people I remember them to be then they should have installed not only a tracker inside you, but a device that tracks the technology you use and can relay information on what you look up and who you contact. No doubt they didn't explain this to you in hopes you might contact the League, but you're too cautious for that anyway. You had another student call me on their phone, or a teacher on standby, someone they aren't monitoring," Izuku gritted his teeth. Even when it wasn't him, Razor was very observant. Though the part about the Commission concerned him. "So, I ask again, and feel free to put me on speaker for this one, will the UA students or faculty listening in on this be joining us?"

Izuku glanced at the others who merely nodded in acknowledgement to put them on speaker.

"Um, this is Yaoyorozu of Class 1A speaking," she announced.

"Ah, the heir to the Yaoyorozu family," Razor interrupted. "So, you escaped the raid then, did you?"

"Yes, I did," Momo replied unperturbed. "And so did a few others."

"Impressive," Razor quietly applauded. "It's not easy to get away when they strike. How did you manage it, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I destroyed the ground with my quirk, and we escaped into the sewers," Jiro answered.

"Clever, and nice quick thinking," Razor complimented. "However, that doesn't answer my question. Will you be joining us?"

No one answered. They exchanged glances between each other, but nobody made an attempt to respond. While they certainly were willing to make a phone call for help, they couldn't exactly go out themselves since it would be vigilantism. Momo was aware of her own hypocrisy in doing this, but the circumstances were different compared to Kamino.

"We'd like to help out classmates," Fumikage spoke up.

"But you aren't sure about breaking the rules to save them," Razor finished. "Or is it the idea of working with villains, both official and technical?"

"Technical?" Neito repeated. "How can you technically be a villain?"

"Those who utilize their quirks in public without a license are defined as villains," Razor recited. "Vigilantes fall into this category, even though they are more heroic than villains."

"Point taken," Neito acknowledged. "But it's mostly the former. I know we're technically breaking them now by discussing all this, but there's a distinct difference between talking about it, and actually doing it."

"And if you had permission," Razor said softly. "Then you would?"

Everyone blinked.

"Razor, I have a lot of respect for you, I do. And I believe it might be, emphasis on might, possible for you to convince the principal to let me go. But the others! Even you aren't that persuasive," Izuku reasoned.

"Oh, the way you underestimate me is absolutely adorable," Razor said mockingly. "Nedzu isn't the only one in this country that can give permission to act." That only served to confuse them further. "Now, please answer the fucking question! If you had permission, would you help?"

For several seconds, no one answered.

"To be honest I'm terrified of Hades," Momo admitted. "Their members and how strong they are. I'm against breaking the rules also. But I also don't want to run away and leave my friends there. So, my answer is yes Razor."

"And us," DS announced. "I want a rematch against the guys who curb-stomped us the first time."

"Though I don't share the sentiment, I agree with DS," Fumikage admitted. "We will fight."

"Me too," Jiro said quietly. She was still uncertain, but she didn't want to leave her friends.

"Ugh, Class A remains the troublemakers of the hero course," Neito taunted. "Although my whole class is under the thumb of that psychopath, so I'll help out too."

"I'm not a member of the hero course, but a close friend of mine is there so I'll help if I can," Hitoshi spoke up for the first time.

For a moment there was silence on the other end. Izuku couldn't say for sure, but he got the sense that Razor was smiling on the other end.

"Perfect. In that case, I'll see what I can do on my end. In the meantime, there are folks at school I'd like you to get a hold of," she requested. "I know this may seem like a strange request, but these people will provide us an edge when fighting Hades."

Izuku raised an eyebrow. This was… interesting.

"Who?" he asked out of curiosity.

"Mirio Togata, Neijire Hado, Tamaki Amajiki, all from third-year Heroics, and Mei Hatsume from Support," Razor listed off.

Everyone's eyes widened at the names, particularly the last one.

"And before you ask me why them, well, to put it simply, they're quite strong, or in Hatsume's case gifted," Razor explained softly. "Like all of you, they each have a unique skill set that would be very useful for the upcoming task."

While none of them could deny that about Mirio the same couldn't be said for the others. They figured Amajiki and Hado (despite personality flaws) had to be strong since they were part of the Big Three. As for Hatsume, while they all acknowledged she was an incredibly talented inventor (explosions aside), her combat capabilities were uncertain. Her match at the Sports Festival didn't count since it wasn't even a fight, it was an advertisement.

"I'll leave it to you to convince them," Razor said. "But first, contact those friends of yours while gathering some of my own. You said you needed Dabi, right? I'll make the necessary arrangements for his transfer. I'll also let Edgeshot know. Until then, try not to die before we reunite Izuku. It would be oh so boring… and pathetic of someone trained by me. Message me the time and place you would like everyone to meet. Bye!"

She hung up leaving a dead silence.

"Well, she was… something," Hitoshi said.

"You have no idea!" Izuku deadpanned.

"Can she really accomplish all that?" Fumikage asked. "She never even said how she was going to get you out of here."

"Believe me, I'm as shocked as you are. But if anyone can do it, it's her," Izuku said with certainty. "While there are many factors that we don't yet know, we need to make our own arrangements. While I'm making phone calls, would some of you go and get the Big Three and Hatsume? No time like the present."

"I'll get Hatsume," Neito suggested. "A hero student visiting support wouldn't be unusual."

"I'll get the Big Three then," Fumikage offered. "Since they did a special lecture recently it may appear as though I'm seeking advice."

Nobody argued as they left. Izuku quickly allocated who to call first. While he would reach out to Crawler, he felt he owed it to Danjuro and Manami to let them know he was (for a value of) okay.

He just hoped they wouldn't overreact.

Phone Call: Gentle Thief and La Brava

"Hello," a familiar female voice answered.

"Hi Brava, it's Deku," Izuku announced. "Is?"

"DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" she shouted loudly through the phone. "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE ALIVE! YOU'RE NOT DEAD! THAT'S GREAT! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!? ARE YOU OKAY!? OH! OH! GENTLE! GENTLE! GET IN HERE! IT'S DEKU! HE'S ON THE PHONE!"

Izuku sighed. So much for not overreacting.

"DEKU MY BOY!" Danjuro's voice echoed through the phone. "Oh, oh God! When you struggle in Kamino on TV I nearly had a heart attack! Where are you now!? Are you in jail!? No, you can't be if you're talking to me! Are you safe though!? With the whole… recent ordeal, things have been chaotic."

"Okay, Gentle, Brava, I need both of you to calm down," Izuku requested. "Take a deep breath. Then I need you to listen." He waited close enough to a minute until they had finally settled down. "I'm going to take on Hades, and I need your help."

Izuku had expected a lengthy silence from them only for…

"Have you lost it?" Manami asked bluntly. "Completely I mean. I know you said you'd lose it someday, but I at least thought you had a couple of years left."

"No, I'm sane, well, mostly," he replied. "I haven't reached that point yet if that's what you're thinking."

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"In that case, please name the time and place we are to rendezvous," Danjuro finally said.

"Wait, seriously! Just like that?!" Izuku exclaimed.

He'd honestly been expecting a longer massive argument from Danjuro. While had warmed up to the League members eventually, Danjuro and Manami were arguably the first friends he had made in a long time. They weren't even part of the League; he'd met them by chance during his job which happened to coincide with their job. Okay, calling them jobs was a bit of a stretch but the point still stood.

"We've known you for a long time Deku. If you've decided to go through with this there's no stopping you. Also, the fact that you decided it so soon can you've either been forced into doing this, or all your other options have been destroyed," Danjuro explained in a serious voice.

Izuku wasn't remotely phased by his observations. Manami and Danjuro may have been a bit goofy for villains, but they sure as hell weren't stupid.

"I'm sure you'll explain everything when we meet again. However, for the moment you have our full support and cooperation," Danjuro promised. "Until then, stay safe. Oh, and if it's not too much to ask please make our meeting point somewhere that sells tea. It's been a while since all had tea together."

Izuku let out a smile. Some things never change.

"I'll do my best," He promised in return. "I'll send you the details when ready."

The phone call ended then and there.

For the first time since AFO's quirk started to unwind, Izuku wondered if Manami and Danjuro had been aware of his ordeal at Hades as he tried to think of some of their previous interactions. They had mostly been the same, but on a few occasions, Izuku had noticed them a little sad or on edge. It could have been a coincidence, but then again.

"Are they villains too?" Hitoshi asked.

"They are," Izuku confirmed. "A bit different from what you would normally expect but they have some very useful skill sets. Don't worry, they won't bite unless you bite first."

Phone Call: The Crawler

"Hello," a voice he hadn't heard since Hosu called.

"Crawler, it's Deku," Izuku said. "I need your help."

"DEKU! Oh my God! Are you okay? I saw what happened in Kamino and," he sputtered out.

"I'm alive if that's what you're worried about," Izuku cut him off. "Or if I am safe, well, for the moment."

"What do- what's happened?" Crawler asked sounding concerned. "For that matter, where are you calling me from? I don't want to sound rude but, shouldn't you be in jail."

"I technically am. I'm calling from a classmate's phone at UA," he revealed. He heard a gasp on the other end of the phone. "I'll spare you details and get to the point of why I'm calling. I'm planning to raid Hades with the person who trained me along with some other villains, heroes, and even hero students. Will you and your merry band of vigilantes help us?"

There was silence. Izuku couldn't be certain but got the feeling the Crawler's expression had morphed into one of confusion or incredulousness.

"You are probably wondering why I of all people would want to do this. Well, to put it simply, I have a history with the group where they kidnapped me, I escaped while seriously wounding the leader who saw me fighting All Might on TV. Needless to say, he's not happy and wants me back, so I want to take him and his group of elite villains down while they're weakened. There's a bit more to the story but those are the relevant parts," Izuku explained.

Again there was silence, albeit more brief.

"What the fuck!" Crawler muttered.

"I know," Izuku said softly.

"How the fuck did you even? No escapes from there! No one!" the vigilante continued.

"It's a long story. A very long story," Izuku deadpanned. "One I don't feel like sharing over the phone. Will you or won't you?"

What followed was a third and final silence.

"My group were already investigating Hades… it might be a good idea to pool information, especially with someone who knows the place," Crawler said reluctantly. "Why are you involving students in this?"

"I'm not. They're involving themselves," Izuku countered, making sure to leave out Razor's earlier request. Granted, if they chose not to help them Izuku couldn't force them but still.

"Ugh, I can't believe I'm doing this but message me a time and place to meet," he finally said. "I have to talk to the others first. No guarantees, I can at least get them to listen."

"That's all I ask," Izuku said as the phone call ended.

Now came the hard part.

Razor's Request

"Let's do it!" Neijire said with (an unusual) intense expression. "We have to save Ryukyu and the others!"

Her mentor and friend were in serious danger. She wanted to do whatever she could to help out.

"I know a hero who can help us. He's a brilliant strategist and fighter and has a very sharp eye," Mirio added. "He and his sidekicks weren't on the raid, so I know they're fine."

"Any chance to test out my super cute babies is perfect! I'm in!" Hatsume declared.

Tamaki was the only one who didn't respond. In fact, he was struggling to come up with one after their bold declarations.

"Am I the only one who expected far more resistance here?" Hitoshi questioned.

"No," Izuku deadpanned.

He had genuinely expected a lot more effort in convincing them. Maybe the stress had gotten to them or something. It certainly had with him.

"So, is that it then?" Jiro asked dumbfounded. "We just get together then go out and team up?"

"I'd imagine there's a lot more to it than that," Momo pointed out. "We still need to get off campus along with Midoriya without alerting anyone else. Assuming your teacher can pull through that is."

"She will," Izuku said with certainty. "If it's her, then she will."

Razor

In the short span, since she'd spoken to her pupil, Razor had already made several important phone calls.

The first being to those heroes she contacted earlier to let them know they had her assistance.

The second is to BUTLER for additional support. Much to her surprise most of the members were swamped with work, leaving her options limited. Fortunately, those limited options were exactly what she needed.

Her friend Magma was eager to join the fight, even more so after he'd learned Ivy was there. Memory would be useful in aiding them in withholding information from Hades, particularly the bitch known as Kioku. Shadow would be perfect for stealth scenarios, especially with the extra effect of his quirk. The Buff Twins would be useful for numerous purposes with their quirks. Sebastien himself offered to coordinate the mission.

So far, things have been going according to plan. There were just the two parties she needed to accept her invitation.

The first would be the hardest. The second owed her a favour.

Razor eyed the street carefully. It had taken a few information brokers and beating up a few criminals to narrow down her location, but all worth it in the end… she hoped.

It was a rundown area where small-time villains usually socialised or his away from the police or heroes. The perfect hiding place for a woman like her.

Though she could not see them, years of training allowed Razor to sense she was being watched. Holding up a piece of paper above her head she turned slowly so that whoever was spying could get a good view of the number on the paper. After two minutes of slow turning, the phone finally rang.

"BUTLER Assassin Infinite Blade Razor," an unfamiliar female voice said.

"The Lovely Lady Nagant," Razor shot back. "Nice to finally make your acquaintance."

"The pleasure is all mine," Nagant replied softly. "Now, what do you want?"

"Right to the point. I like that," she admitted. "I assume you are aware of the ongoing shitshow caused by Hades and their bastard of a leader Shiro."

"Who isn't?" Nagant quipped.

"Idiots for a start, then prisoners, and finally individuals who have cut themselves off from the rest of the world due to coming to the conclusion that it's an absolute piece of shit, not that I can blame them," Razor listed off. "My apologies I'm getting off point. An associate of mine is planning a raid of Hades involving villains, vigilantes, a few heroes, students, and possibly police if there are any left. Would you care to join us?"

Though she couldn't see it, Razor could tell for the former hitwoman just raised an eyebrow.

"Did the Commission send you?" she asked.

"Fuck no!" Razor denied. "They don't even know I'm here. Besides, I'll be blackmailing them shortly to get their compliance."

"Blackmail?" Nagant repeated. "How did you get dirt on them? Anyone who sells them out has to be dead."

Razor rolled her eyes, and her expression became serious.

"My dear, allow me to give a very important life lesson," she offered. "Underestimating me is a mistake. Underestimating my organization is an even bigger mistake." She paused to let that sink in for a moment. "Whether it's heroes, villains, law enforcement, political factions, prisons, or even businesses, we have dirt on everyone. No matter minor or insignificant. Knowledge is power after all."

BUTLER was nothing if not resourceful. They looked in places normal folks wouldn't dream of looking and they spied on people through methods that would be considered unconventional at best.

"Tell me, is there something you would like?" Razor asked. "Anything at all? If it's within our grasp, we'll get it for you."

This was the best way to recruit or hire someone. With their resources and connections, they could get it. While money was always a good option, it wasn't always what people wanted.

"I want a full pardon, for everything," Nagant finally said. "Then I want out of this country."

Razor didn't ponder over her request for long.

"Deal!" she declared. "I'll need to make a few calls first though. Want to make sure they are on their knees when I make my demands and leave no room for them to breathe. Is that fine with you?"

"I could care less how you torture them. Hold a sword to their necks if you must," Lady Nagant lowered her weapon. "In the meantime, tell me more about the targets."

Dabi

Dabi's eyes shot open at the sound of his cell door opening. Who could it be at this hour? It wasn't even time to wake up.

Much to his surprise, it was a bandaged Detective Tsukauchi.

"Get up! We're leaving!" He informed much to Dabi's surprise.

"What? Why?" the villain uttered confused.

"I don't have time to explain," Naomasa said. "Just get a move on!"

Dabi didn't need to be told twice. He got up and followed the detective out of the prison he was residing in. As they walked, Dabi took note of how few guards there were.

'Wait, don't tell me!' Dabi realized. "I take it things didn't go as planned."

Naomasa refused to halt his stroll. "We lost. I barely made it out along with a few others. You were right. You and Midoriya. You were both right. We should have listened more."

Dabi relented from saying "I told you so". It was obvious enough that the man was distraught about what had happened.

The two men refused to say anymore as they neared the exit and headed towards his car where his partner was waiting.

"A lot has happened since we last spoke. The Commission asked us to get your help; they are using methods that I don't agree with and," he paused. "Never mind. Midoriya will explain it to you. We're on our way to meet with him and a few others now."

As curious as he was about the details Dabi decided to keep his mouth shut for the time being. After all, since he heard about the raid in Kiyashi he'd developed his own bone to pick with Shiro.

Back with Izuku

"So, how long until she gets back to you?" Kai asked. "I mean it's been like several days since you called her. Surely you must be getting restless by now."

"I'm already restless," Izuku countered. "These things just take time."

It had been a few days since the raid failed and he'd contacted Razor, and he had yet to receive an update.

Hi phone began to buzz. An unknown number.

"Well, speak of the devil," he muttered as he pressed to answer. "Hello!"

"It's me," Razor answered. "Tell your friends to get ready and to meet at this specific location at this specific time today. And let the principal know I'm here and to contact me on this number. While I'm speaking with him, walk out of the barrier. The Commission has made sure you won't alert anyone."

Izuku didn't bother to ask how she'd done it. He just did what she asked.

Principal's Office

Razor stood in front of the assembled teachers and principal. Some glared, to which she glared back. Nezu was the only one who appeared calm (on the outside) while Recovery Girl looked stern.

"So, you're the assholes in charge, hmm," Razor mused.

"And you're the bitch who trained Midoriya," Vlad countered.

"Ugh, be polite everyone," Recovery Girl warned. "Introductions are important."

"This is me being polite," Razor informed them. "Besides, no need to hold back boys. You've got something to say to me, say it, fully uncensored."

Her invitation had the effect she was hoping for.

"What the fuck were you thinking?!" Snipe demanded. "Taking him to a place like Hades for what… a field trip?! Do you have any idea the effect that had on him?!"

"I'll admit, what happened to Izuku at Hades was on me. I underestimated them, and he paid the price for it. I won't make excuses for that," Razor admitted. "The only reason I brought him there in the first place is because I thought it would be a good experience for him."

The faculty stared at her as if she'd lost her mind.

"And just how, pray tell, is exposing him to a place filled with ultra-violence, death, slavery, and the most dehumanizing circumstances and people, a place he could have and almost did die, a good experience?" Nezu questioned ever so calmly.

"Oh, Nezu," she said smoothly. "You of all people should know just how dark and cruel the world truly is and the places they happen in. It's especially bad when the people who are part of that world have no knowledge of it." She paused to compose herself. "I was assigned by AFO himself to train him should the need arise. I wasn't always going to be part of the League, just until he was done using me. Before that happened, I needed to make sure he was prepared to see things exactly like what he saw in Hades. A child can only be innocent for so long before they need to grow up and witness the harsh reality of life. That's what I was trying to do with him."

"And in the process you painted a massive target across his back," Mic pointed out. "The only reason Shiro is after him to begin with is because of you."

Razor raised an eyebrow. She had expected this type of response, but it was missing a few important accusations.

"Is that it? No, this whole mess is your fault?" she asked. "I mean you're completely right about the effects it's had on Izuku but."

"Ms Razor we are not so narrow-minded as to solely blame you for the entire situation with Hades. They have been around for years accumulating resources and power from under our noses. If anything, it's our fault for letting them come this far," Nezu stated nonchalantly. "The situation with Midoriya, that's on you. Hades in general, not so much. Even if he hadn't met them, it's unlikely the situation at the mall wouldn't have taken place."

Razor didn't need to respond. At least they were acknowledging it.

"Also, there are other ways of helping a student grow that don't involve traumatising them," Vlad pointed out.

"Excuse me for not babying those I teach," Razor retorted. "Unlike you."

"We do not baby them," Vlad argued. "We teach them slowly and properly for when they become heroes."

"And yet you refuse to show them how dark or dangerous your line of work can actually get," she countered. "I don't doubt you've given them explanations, but that's where it ends, isn't it? You never show them the consequences of your failure. You never even show them casualties. Granted, I wouldn't expect you to take them out to witness it like I did. That wouldn't be responsible. Still, you could at least show them footage or videos to convey the seriousness of the situation. That way they know exactly what they're getting into."

This time it was the heroes who had no response. Fundamentally, they knew she had a point, but at the same time, they knew the Commission would never allow them to show such things in the school.

"Why are you here Razor?" Nezu interrogated. "Not that I'm unhappy to finally make your acquaintance, but a woman of your calibre wouldn't just visit us without a reason. And I sincerely doubt it was so we could vent our frustrations with you."

"How perceptive!" Razor complimented. "You're correct. I didn't come to do that or make jabs at you. I came because I was hired."

That stunned them. Almost instantly they were on their guards. Vlad had a blood weapon in the form of a hammer while Snipe pointed his gun at her. Only Nezu remained calm as he took a sip of tea.

"I see," he said softly. "I take it your objective isn't to kill since we would already be dead if you were." Razor nodded. "Who are you working for then? The Commission? The Police? Definitely not Hades."

"Fuck no!" Razor swiftly. "Principal Nezu it would be far easier to convince me to be a teacher at your school than work for that fucker! No, no, I'm working this job for free. Admittedly, the Commission have a small role to play in all of this thanks to a little blackmail. I'm sure I don't need to explain to you of all people how fucked their organization is."

Nezu didn't respond. The other teachers however looked confused. What was she talking about?

"Midoriya called you, didn't he?" Nezu deduced. "He's the one you're doing this for."

"Nothing gets by you, does it? You'd do well at BUTLER," Razor complimented with a smirk. "Yes, he called me at the behest of his classmates who want their friends back safe and sound. Apparently, Shiro made a threatening call to him so he's decided to act before he does. And some of your students have decided to go along with it."

"Absolutely not!" Nezu argued, this time sounding angry. "They are far too young to take part in something of this scale."

"Bit late for that I'm afraid," Razor retorted mockingly. "By now they're probably out of the school, courtesy of the Commission."

"Have you lost your mind?!" Recovery Girl yelled. "After what happened the last time why would you willingly involve teenagers in a mess like this?"

"I'm not forcing them to participate. They're free to leave whenever they want," Razor said coldly. "Besides, even if they don't come along they'll get involved eventually. I know you're smart enough to realize that Shiro won't stop here. He'll keep coming and coming until he gets it all. Of course, that all depends on the other villains. A war is brewing between them, particularly Atrocity, and when it arrives the destruction that follows will affect everyone. If that happens, do you really think you can protect them now that you're understaffed?"

The silence that followed was very uncomfortable. It wasn't just what she was describing, it was also the possibility she was right.

Razor began walking towards the door.

"You're right to worry about them. They could die on this. However, they could die even if they don't. If you try to pull the permission card, then HPSC has already taken care of that. In the meantime, stay back to protect the school and aid your students from afar, all while the group who took them burn," Razor warned.

Hours later

A grand ensemble of heroes, vigilantes, and villains had gathered at the docks in what was assuredly to be a once-in-a-lifetime meeting.

On the hero side, there were the four who escaped who escaped from Hades.

On the vigilante, there was the Crawler, Pop-Step, Knuckleduster, and two he didn't recognize. The first was dressed completely in black with a mask with spiral images. The second had the attire of a wrestler that was similar to Lobo's, however, his was based on a tiger.

On the villain side, there was Gentle and La Brava in their usual attire, Stain, a group of outlaws called Cider House who looked nervous to be here, Dabi, and Lady Nagant much to everyone's surprise.

On the police side, there was Naomasa, Reo, Sansa, a woman with a unique haircut, and two large men with multiple arms.

On the student side, there were Momo, Jiro, Hitoshi, Neito, Neijire, Fumikage, Tamaki, Mirio, Mei, and Izuku.

On BUTLER's side, there was Razor, Magma, Shadow, Memory, Buff and Debuff. Sebastien was overseas but in a perfect position to communicate and direct people.

Magma was a tall muscular man with tanned skin, brown eyes, short dark red hair, and dressed in loose trousers and a sleeveless top, both of which were brown with red flames. He was also barefoot.

Shadow was even taller, though his physique was rather slim. He was shrouded entirely in a black cloak, making it difficult to see his appearance.

Memory was the same size as Razor. She possessed short turquoise hair and eyes accompanied with glasses. She wore a plain white skirt and cardigan decorated with blue flowers and white shoes.

Buff and Debuff were twins who were about as tall as Mineta. Both possessed short hair and heterochromia (a blue and red eye each) and were dressed fully in leather. Buff was female and possessed red hair and only wore red. Debuff was male and possessed blue hair and wore only blue.

It was quite an interesting site.

Izuku knew he shouldn't have been surprised but damn! Razor really came through.

Naomasa stepped forward to speak. "Okay, I'm assuming this is everyone. So, let's begi-"

"Razor!" Stain cried out looking terrified of Naomasa. "That's the demon's brother."

And just like that, everything went to hell… in the most bizarre way possible.

Hi there! Well, what did you think of that?

This entire chapter was basically just one giant ass pull because I didn't want to spend chapters trying to bring everyone together. So, sorry if the character interactions seem stupid. I certainly thought so while writing it.

The past year has been busy for me. I got a new job, I got re-addicted to gaming, and I'm watching more stuff than I did before. I am trying to write for each of my stories though, so hopefully that will lead to more chapters this year. I really do want to finish G&E since it's been going on for years.

MHA appears to be ending soon which I'm glad. Horikoshi has brought it a long way and I'm grateful for everything they have done. Looking forward to his next manga which is set to be a horror. I am sad MHA is ending though.

Anyway, please let me know what you think and I am sorry for the wait. The next chapter will see a bit more action and will see some characters from Vigilantes (which I hear is getting an anime adaptation) make an appearance.