I know these chapters are short, but there will be lots of them all throughout October.

  I stalk through the boy's dorm hallway. I pass Todoroki, Midoriya and Tokoyami's room. I enter Kaminari's room, pulling the knife out of my waistband.

  He's sound asleep, and I plunge the knife into his throat. He jerks awake, trying to talk, but only releasing a quiet splutter.

  I flick the light on, and almost laugh at the shocked betrayal on his face. I wave, exiting the room.

  I turn the light off and leave his room, heading for my own. I remove my gloves, throwing them into a nearby bin. I check myself for bloodstains, and finding none on my clothes or myself, I fall asleep in minutes.

  Iida is awoken by the scream. He raced down the corridor, approaching the doorway the noise came from.

  "KAMINARI!!" Kirishima's terrified voice cried out.

  Iida swung the door open a little wider, finding Kaminari dead on his bed, a knife in his throat. Kirishima was shaking his friend, not that it would do any good.

  "Wake up man! Kamibro! Kaminari, wake up man please!"

  Iida used his quirk, leaving the horrific scene behind.

  He knocked furiously on Aizawa's door.

  Aizawa opened it faster than last time. He had a wild look in his eyes, and on seeing the look in Iida's, punched the doorframe.

  "Goddammit not again.." he muttered.

  "I-its Kaminari sir.. Kirishima found him this morning." Iida reported.

  Aizawa nodded.

  "Okay. Please round up the other students into the common room. I'll deal with Kirishima." Aizawa told him.

  Iida raced away, and Aizawa sighed. He'd just lost another student. Something would need to be done, but what? They couldn't detain every student on campus. How could they be absolutely sure its not done by the use of a new warping quirk?

  A few hours later the students were sleeping together in the common room, huddled inside blankets and sleeping bags. This was the best course of action. Aizawa was asleep a few meters from the scared huddle of students. At least, that's how he looked. He was straining every single one of his senses, determined to protect the rest of his class at any cost.

  The class couldn't sleep, the teacher wouldn't, and there was a patient killer on the loose.

  This was going to be a problem.