"Ring.. around the rosie...

A pocket full of posies..

Ashes ashes... we all burn down"

Echoey singing filled the desolate UA halls. From each classroom in the school yelling could be heard, however their shouts for help stayed mufflers due to the steel boarding every entrance.

The halls were dark. However a dull sinister green glow illuminated the dark walls as our favourite ghost skipped down the corridors.

"Ring around the... Rosie

Who do you suppose we..

Kill kill first?~"

Izuku swished his transparent fingers through the thin air, his iconic red shoes perched scruffily on his feet as he glided across the smooth floor. His hair was matted with dry blood and soot - face splotched in old green and purple bruises.

Today he took on his middle school self. His small leather wings folded comfortably behind his back with a scrubby yellow backpack in hand.

"Hehe... Izuku-kun how do you think Kacchan is doing?" The ghost strangely talked to himself, holding his hand up to his face to pretend it was talking back.

Izuku opened his hand while mumbling a resource as if it was someone else "Hmm I think he is missing us! We should spend some time with him today" he spoke while opening his hand to match the words.

Izuku's eyes brightened as if his 'friend' had given him an amazing suggestion "you're right Izuku-kun! I'm sure Kacchan realllyyy wants to see me... BUT I'm going to visit class 1-B first"

He grinned madly, black eyes widening with excitement as he quickly floated to the door of class 1-B and fazed through the steel door.

Inside he saw that the class had moved all the desks to the corners of the room, and in the middle they sat in a strategic circle - each one facing different parts of the room to watch out for any movement.

Izuku wasn't visible right now so he decided to take the chance to listen to what they were talking about in the darkness.

"So everyone's phone smashed right?" Kendo asked out of the blue, breaking their continuous silence. Many nodded, sending an affirmative hum instead of answering.

"So we've got no way to tell the time or contact the outside... just what is going on? Maybe a villain?" She wondered aloud, making Monoma sigh and stand up suddenly "stop fucking talking! I'm trying to think you idiot!"

Kendo looked at the dark outline of the blonde boy in utter surprise, other students gasped also "hey! What's your problem?" Pony huffed, turning her head with a pout.

Monoma let out a loud sigh, failing to notice the faint giggles coming from the corner of the room.

"What's my problem? Oh! Let me see.. maybe because we've been fucking stuck in this dark ass classroom for almost a day without food or water! Not to mention we can't even use our bloody quirks for some reason!" He went on a rampage, scaring the rest of the class because of how he was acting - Monoma had never shown this side to himself before.

Kendo thought it was a good idea to calm him down before he got too riled up.

"Look I'm sure we'll be out of here soon. The pro's are most likely on their way to find us right now"

'Bullshit'

The blonde started to feel a strange pressure on his chest, his vision becoming spiny and disoriented for a second - making him loose his balance and fall to the floor in disarray.

Monoma rubbed his eyes violently with his hands, taking gasping breaths as Kendo ran up to her friend in alarm and attempted to console him.

"Hey! Monoma listen to me, you're going to be fine just breathe"

He wasn't fine.

That was very much an empty promise.

'She's lying'

Monoma yelled and slapped her hand away suddenly, his head frantically searching the dark room "who was that?! Who said that? G-guys there's someone in here!"

"Dude chill no one said anything, stop freaking out you're making us all worried" Tetsutetsu interjected, his arm outstretched in a protective motion for two other students who were behind him.

However it looked as if the blonde boy couldn't hear them at all as he continue to shuffle along the floor till his back hit the wall.

'Don't trust anyone. They aren't your friends, they want you dead'

"Voices voices voices! Fuck off!" He started to flail his hand in the air erratically, swinging his fists at some sort of imaginary conjuring of his mind.

"I think he's gone crazy.." Shiozaki whispered to her brown haired friend, trying to make sense of Monoma's movements through the darkness. Komori shakily agreed with her, moving away from Monoma out of fear.

'Kill them before they kill you first. You're all on your own'

The room reeked of terror.

Even when Monoma started to blindly smash his head against the wall while wailing in distress, no one came near him. They simply waited for him to knock himself out.

"At least he's not shouting anymore..."

"Yeah, I never knew he was someone to get so nervous"

"Same. But he should be fine right?"

"Who cares, he'll wake up in a few hour or something"

"True"

'And they call themselves friends. Fucking pathetic, oh well I'm done with them for now. Let's go see Kacchan'

Izuku continued to curse the class in his head till he arrived at class 1-A.

Swinging his head in a circle, Izuku took a deep breath and prepared what he had in store first.

Drifting through the steel door, Izuku could smell the grotesque fragrance of Nezu's rotting body parts still on the floor when he possessed him the other day. It looked like the students hadn't dare touch the principle at all.

Even izuku couldn't help but cringe at the maggots which feasted on the dry hollow organs and exposed bone, flies buzzing around the whole room to make a gross orchestra of humming noises.

'Bleh. I hate this classroom' Midoriya thought to himself, laying eyes on the students of 1-A. Much similar to class B - they were all sat in a circle except facing each other in a heated discussion.

"Do you idiots really not remember?" Katsuki half shouted, sat next to Kirishima on his right and Momo on his left.

Sero was sweating as he remembered his experience from both the festival and the night of Izuku's murder.

"Corse we do! Bakugou we're not dumb it's just hard to believe" Uraraka yelled annoyed at the blonde, tsu trying to uselessly calm her.

"That was fucking deku alright?! He was fucking alive!" He yelled louder now, face twisted in rage and resentment.

"He wasn't alive bro.." Kaminari shakily added, his head downturned for the floor.

"W-what does he want with me I never did anything to hurt him!" Ochako bawled fake tears, playing the classic victim card.

This statement made Izuku physically twitch in disgust, resisting the urge to simply crack her head open like a coconut and prepare her brain as a healthy smoothy for Shota.

Silence overcame the classroom once more before Shoji broke the tension.

"What do you think he wants...?"

"Us"