"Oi."

Koda whirled around. Eyes wide in fear. Muscular following his gaze. Izanami walked calmly towards the two. Her black mask glowing some in the growing firelight. The hidden matte skull appearing some, as she approached the young kid. Standing right behind him, facing Muscular.

"He's just a kid. Leave him alone."

Muscular snarled, glaring hard at Izanami.

"Don't care. Get out of the way."

Her eyes flashed as she spoke darkly.

"If you take one step closer, I can promise that you'll find out why even AllMight fears me."

The two go silent. Koda in shock, and Muscular thinking it over. He didn't have long before Midoryia appeared.

Izanami sighing as the two started fighting. Turning around and picking Koda up. Placing him on her hip. He struggled for a second, before she gently urged him to sleep.

"C'mon kid, let's get you somewhere safe."

She said evenly, disappearing from the cliff side. Reappearing in a building, behind a group of students. Where Dabi-clone was just captured by Vlad King. Eraserhead kneed him in the head, making him disperse.

"They've clearly planned this attack. We need to figure out who they're after."

Aizawa said lowly, turning to the students. He froze, eyes growing wide as he spotted Izanami. He immediately threw his capture tape towards her, his hair floating and eyes glowing red.

"Move!"

He yelled at the kids, who scrambled out of the way. A couple screaming once they realized the intruder.

Izanami held onto the back of Koda's head as she ducked under the tape. Lunging at Eraserhead, and ramming her shoulder into his diaphragm. Standing up and whirling around. Barely missing Vlad King's attack and moving her hand from Koda's head to grab the back of Aizawa's neck. Quickly disabling his quirk before turning her back to Vlad. Taking the force of the attack while shielding Koda. She was pinned to the wall with the blood crystals, and chuckled lowly.

"Well that's rude."

Mina gasped, recognizing her mask.

"Mr. Aizawa! She's the one who helped you at the USJ!"

Izanami looked over, Mina flinching under her hidden gaze.

"Hm. I remember you, Mina Ashido."

She flinched, and Aizawa growled. Recognizing her outfit from the USJ attack, and from the police sketch of who they thought might've been behind it.

"Who are you. Why are you here."

Izanami hummed. Focusing on Vlad King's soul through his quirk. Gently twisting the part of his soul where his quirk was and disabling it. Before breaking out of the crystals. Surprising everyone there as she turned, showing her firm hold on Koda.

"I came because this kid was caught in the crossfire."

Izanami turned to face Mina. Who took Koda gently from her arms.

"He should wake up in an hour or so."

She said smoothly, before looking over the students. After not finding their target, she continued.

"I recommend you kids stay here, inside. The others have no problem killing children."

Shivers crept up their spines, and Izanami turned back to the two pros.

"Now, if you'd like your quirks back, I'd appreciate not being attacked."

They froze, both trying to use their quirks and failing. The students paled, and Vlad King grabbed her by her neck. Slamming Izanami against the wall. Snarling in her face.

"What did you do. What's your quirk."

Izanami sighed some, putting her hand on Vlad's arm. He flinched some, before letting out a pained yell. Dropping to his knees and withering in pain, Izanami still holding Vlad's wrist. Making all of his nerves shrivel and burn. A few tears escaped his eyes as he let out a short scream. Her voice cutting through it, sharper than a knife.

"Shut up."

He went silent as she disabled his vocal cords. The students shaking in fear. Aizawa standing in front of them, spreading his arms some as if to protect them. Glaring at her.

"Now. I don't appreciate being attacked. Especially twice. After I was kind enough not to kill any of you."

Izanami made Vlad's left calf snap in half. And he withered more, shaking. The snap making the occupants flinch, and a few gasp or gag.

Izanami knocked Vlad out, restoring his quirk and voice afterwards. He'd still be in pain, but that's what he got. Letting go of his arm and letting him fall limp on the ground. The class watched with wide, horrified eyes. Mina clutching Koda closer to her. Making sure he was alive, at least. (He was)

Izanami stepped over the 1B teacher, and walked up to Aizawa. He stood his ground, throwing his capturing tape. Izanami fazed through it(like Obito), and grabbed a fist of Aizawa's hair.

Staring hard at him through her mask. Making the nerves and muscles in his calves and arms go numb, and he dropped to his knees. Staring up at her with wide eyes when she pulled his hair back to look up at her. Looking over him.

Anger, panic, and slight fear. Not for him. But for his students. How sweet.

"Why don't you apologize, or better yet, thank me for not killing you."

Izanami said softly, moving her grip to Aizawa's face after he didn't respond. Her patience wearing thin. Prompting him by poking at his nerves once more.

"Thank you."

Aizawa said bitterly. His eyes never left her mask. Izanami smiled a bit.

"That's better."

She said smoothly, leaning back some and restoring feeling to his legs and arms.

"Now. I'll restore your quirk, and then I will take my leave," Aizawa continued to glare at her, knowing there was a catch. "If you say please."

It goes silent once more, and Izanami tightened her grip on his face. Forcing some of his nerves to shrivel up. Some encouragement.

"Please-!"

Aizawa whined out, finally. Scrunching his eyes shut in pain as his body tensed.

"That's better. Now if you use your quirk on me, I'll fucking drop you."

Izanami hissed. Restoring the nerves, then his quirk.

Aizawa felt it. It was like a part of him had returned. Filling in the cold empty space next to his heart. His quirk.

Izanami let go of his face, and held out a hand. Aizawa glared at it, and she spoke evenly.

"I'm trying to help you up. Take it or leave it, I couldn't care less."

He stands up shakily on his own, still glaring at her. Izanami shrugged.

"Well, I better get back. Who knows how close some of your students might be to death."

Aizawa subconscious activated his quirk in anger. Izanami grabbing his neck, hooking her ankle behind his and slamming his back onto one of the desk.

Winded, he shut his eyes. Opening them to find a knife hovering an inch above them. Izanami's grip around his throat tightened. Killing intent filling the room.

"If you try to pull a stunt like that again. I don't give a shit if your kids are here. You're fucking losing an eye!"

Izanami snarled, one of the students gasping. Her head whipped up towards them, and they all flinched back. Izanami froze. The student's faces all going shaky, being replaced with one single face.

"I-za-na-mi? Why?"

The distorted voice seemed to echo. Static filling her ears and her visor went dark, even with her eyes open. Her body shaking some before she lifted the knife. A few of the classmates screaming as she brought it down.

It tore straight through flesh, blood quickly coating the knife and dampening Aizawa's clothing as she pulled it out.

Izanami panted evenly. Glaring hard at Aizawa, who stared up at her in fear. Switching the blade to a reverse grip, and pointing at Aizawa's face.

"I've said it once, and I'll say it again...I don't FUCK with KIDS."

Izanami then pointed to the class, making them all flinch back again.

"You! Stay here! Stay safe! And Goddamnit stay alive!"

At the last two words she let go of Aizawa's neck and disappeared. The 1A teacher coughing and holding his neck for a second, falling to his knees again. The young teens stayed silent as Aizawa caught his breath, and stood carefully. Finally, Ojiro spoke up.

"Mr. Aizawa?"

He turned, his eyes softening some. Seeing them all scared and pale faced.

"I-Is he...?"

Aizawa turned, looking at Vlad King's still body. He was breathing. Aizawa sighed, leaning against the desk.

"He's alive. Just unconscious."

It goes quiet again, before Aizawa turned his gaze to Mina. She flinched, seeing his cold eyes.

"Ashido. Tell me everything you know about him."

———Welp, that was kinda kinky. Anyways, as of the minute I'm posting this, my story had like, thirty views, so. Apparently I'm doing something wrong, if y'all have any suggestions on how to get more people to read it, I'd appreciate it———