Goal

Katsuki stood in front of the principal's office

He clenched his fist and sighed deeply before touching, felt a shiver in his spine when his knuckles knocked on the wooden door and he felt as if someone was looking at him. turned around, but saw no one in the hallway, there was no one but the same

The door opened with one click and Director Nezu looked out surprised to see Katsuki standing in front of the

Oh oh,you need Bakugou – I ask Nezu with his usual expression

The explosive blonde in ignoring the director's curiosity

I have something that could help you find them, " said the blond looking around the office

Nezu closed the door behind him, and gestured to Katsuki to sit in the visitor's chair in front of the director's table, they got comfortable, making the future explosive hero impatient

You're the only conscious student besides lida and Shouto in the USJ accident, more or less expected you to live here sooner or later – I explain the principal with his bright black eyes unreadable

- Katsuki was sure, I contemplated the decision hundreds of times and now is the best time to speak – Izuku Midoriya, you know him – I ask with my hands together seriously –

-the director nodded – yes, he's a very rare and weird guy honestly, I'm very curious about him," he replied as he rummaged through the archives of a nearby cabinet and grabbed a white folder –

He's my childhood friend – I say the blond –

The director opened the file and Katsuki was surprised to see the information written on the papers

We know he's a wanted criminal, I kill 50 of our investors and 60 other people, plus 30 professional heroes – he read Nezu and he paused watching the angry reaction of the explosive blond – 50% of our income went into the drain and the new investors seem to be afraid... afraid they'll be next

- the director got up, took a cup and went to warm up some tea – a year ago, I caused a scene to make people believe that heroes are useless, breaking their fates... Izuku Midoriya, a very intelligent boy really... I knew how to destroy the heroes slowly and indirectly – I explain, while taking a packet of cookies from a closet – but since he's only 15 years old, we had a conflict over catching him, most of the heroes voted to imprison Midoriya, but All-Might insisted on letting him into the AU... to change it

Katsuki almost burned the folder, his visibly shaky hands and his white knuckles from the pressure, he wanted to hit someone so badly right now, preferably his childhood friend

Well... you can say it didn't go well," Nezu said.

- The explosive blonde closed the file and leaned on the chair, calming his exploding nerves as much as his peculiarity – then why the hell didn't they catch him today... it's very dangerous, both for civilians and heroes,if it's possible to lock it forever in a hell – I exclaim the blonde furiously –

- The whistle teapot pointing out that the water from the boiling tea was boiling, Nezu poured the liquid into his cup and I speak – no, not until he leaves campus... Midoriya is a visitor to the AU, as long as he's inside, he has our protection

WHAT THE HELL! – annoying katsuki scream –

- the director took his cup of tea and cookies before sitting in his chair again – you see, some professional heroes are preparing an ambush outside, but every day they fail and he just disappears

- the blonde in that reminded the two types of black hair that protected Izuku – he is not alone... I'm sure he had a group or something, I met two of his teammates when we were in the USJ

- That caught the director's attention and stopped halfway to nibbling a cookie – he's here – he's here – I ask surprised –

Yes, I've known him more about his henchmen – I sharpen the explosive blond –

That's new... then you can help the police with their investigation, maybe he took Aizawa and Asui – I mutter the director with hope –

In that they began to chat about it and Katsuki described the scenes as best he could and Nezu tried to interpret them

Little did they know that someone was looking and listening at the door

"so she finally decided to report Midoriya eh," she said before disappearing after watching Katsuki all the time since she left class–

On the other hand

Aizawa woke up suddenly

His eyes met the stone roof, a warm blanket over his body and a soft pillow resting his head, trying to remember what happened yesterday, but his memories were too blurry and unclear

Good morning – a girl's voice echoed in the room, I turn her head to see a pink-haired girl sitting on a stool with her shirt stained with dirt and sweat as she turned the screwdriver into a complicated mechanism that was on the table – you were out for almost 3 days – I mum and growl as I tightly adjusted the piece –

Aizawa somehow knew the girl, but he couldn't remember her – who you're a girl – I ask holding her head while trying to sit down –

The girl looked at him showing a smile and looked at him with his cute yellow eyes with a black cross – Hatsume Mei, an engineer and one of Bane's certified leaders –

Where I am – I ask Aizawa –

In my workshop... they said I should keep an eye on you and I did," he said with a giggle.

But what a place this is – I ask –

You're on an underground at our main base, after all, you're a very important person – he said before he put up his finished contraption in the light... the machine looked like a metal bracelet with two blades connected by an invisible cable – beautiful baby – whispered audibly as he stroked it with his cheek –

Which is exactly this Bane, if I'm right, Bane means the cause of sadness or despair – I ask as long as his guts told him to run and protect he, but his head told him to stand still and be smart –

"Hatsume placed the machine backwards and disconnected the blades to polish them with wax – we are a large group of people with only one goal," she replied.

Aizawa straightened out, I notice that his clothes were black as he remembered it, but because he couldn't remember what happened before

And what objective they aim at – I ask –

- the teenish pink hair sighs for so many questions – Bane means a cause of distress... our goal is to spread despair and – I said to look at it with a cold, emotionless look with a creetric smile – the fall of the hero's age