The students in groups of four are about to play UA's sports festival version of Hungry Hungry Hippos. Exactly one hundred balls to collect, the top three groups went to the third and final round. Unsurprisingly, with a decently powerful telekinesis quirk, Hatsu was wanted in many groups. He was dragged to a trio of 1-B students, a girl with green hair and pink glasses, a horned red skinned girl, and a scared horned boy with a mask.

"Tonbo! You... GUYS?!" Shinda was abandoned by his friends. He joined Mimi, Nani, and Kessshōmari.

"We have, oh I don't know, a BLIND KID who's quirk deals with TECHNOLOGY? And what do you do? Make it so I CAN'T use my quirk?!" Tentō is yelling, teamed up with Bōshi, Naggeto, and J.J.

"And start!" Battle Fist shouted.

*****

   Dark pink boots tapped on the inside of an air vent. Orange buckles clicked together. Dark hoodie stuffed in bag. A metal cat mask pulled over messy rusty brown hair. The pink eyed boy kicked the vent cover, and jumped down to the floor. Followed by a tall blond who's body can contort to an unnatural amount.

"You're wearing a suit, to a fight?"

"Yes and no. The normal overalls would be bad to kidnap a person in." Shadow gestured to his outfit "These are actually made to be resistant to knifes and elemental quirks."

"A vest, slacks, and a collared shirt? What are you on?" Sutorechi jokingly asked.

"Something the cartel gave me." Shadow walked in the hall, then using a communicator to contact the others in the stadium "Everyone here?... good... we wait until the second round is over... no we went over this."

   Sutorechi joined the convention "We wait, then strike when they are all tiered from fighting each other, wail you distract the heros, we get Hikōki. Simple as that newbie."

*****

"Jikan! I need more fire!" Shinda yelled. His fire manipulation quirk didn't allow him to make fire but use what is already there.

"On it Akarui-San!" Mimi produced more flames.

   Nani is trapping anyone who will acknowledge her presence with her quirk, which is easy when you can project your voice more than a teacher. Kesshōmaru is crystallizing himself and punching the people who try to get the balls his team has collected, as you do. If you get within two meters of his scoring area you got the good one-two.

"Can you stop them from getting so close Hikōki?" Kesshōmaru boomed to his cinnamon roll bun haired comrade.

"Suggestions can only go so far CRYSTAL BOY!" Nani whispered the first part and got louder. As she yelled she got kicked in the ribs.

*****

   All the pro heroes have been notified of the attack and who they want. Not the when, how many, and who was leading the attack. Many of the top ten heroes sat in the stands, waiting. A blonde with one horn nervously sat with her classmates, knowing that one of her fellow students may be taken. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

   A red-head and a man who has the sent of caromed around him lowly talked about their informer. Only seeing the kid once, one note, and an audio log on a flash drive. They were not the most trusting of the short menus. The second part of the festival was about to end. Only lunch and the third part to go after this. They were starting to doubt Shadow's information. They spoke to soon.

"Aaaaand, times up!" Battle Fist shouts as the terrified screams of civilians in the stands fill the air. Shadow was right, they were attacking during one of the only times of the year the campus was open to the public.

Well it's been a wail... and I'm sick. Not Corona, just a cold in summer. Just so y'all know the next few chapters are gonna get darker! Have a good morning, noon, or night!

~L'nae