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Covert Sentinel- Part One

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League of Villains Spy infiltrates UA under the guise of being an assistant to help with the onslaught of oncoming villain attacks against hero students. Becoming an assistant for Class1A sounded perfect...but is it all that it's cracked up to be?

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It was odd. UA was such a prestigious school to get into, so how was it this easy for someone like you to infiltrate the establishment like this?

Tomura had informed you of a new mission that All For One had assigned you. A task he believed only you could perform efficiently. You had denied Shigaraki his request for your assistance for the USJ attack, and so the students had not seen your face. But you questioned the Supervillain’s sanity on this one. The staff was entirely comprised of ProHeroes, so there was no way someone like yourself could get in. Not to mention the fact that you weren’t exactly a 15 year old child, and the target was obviously the students of Class 1A, under Eraserhead himself- the idol of Shigaraki despite his known hatred to Pro's.

So how exactly had you ended up exactly where you were assigned to be under such circumstances?

Here was someone in the League of Villains and being introduced to the entire class of troublesome kids as their new assistant. Apparently, the school was desperate for some kind of relief against the offending villains. So Nezu had been on the lookout for someone capable of defending the 40 some students. The ProHeroes were at a loss, and so, here you were. The saving grace of the heroes themselves.

Standing awkwardly in front of judgemental teenagers, you waved with the most convincing smile you could muster. There were a few faces that caught your attention, two in particular were ones that AFO had pointed out to you. The other one was your own curiosity peeking.

There was a teen sitting near the back of the class, wild purple hair flying in every direction. His eyes were tired, bags resting below his lids and he was very clearly staring right through you. He was suspicious, confused as to why you were here. It was not at all common for people just to show up unannounced at UA of all places.

Eraserhead looked at you before gesturing to his class.

“This is..”

He blanked, turning to face you with a furrow in his brows. Aware he had not asked an important question.

“I apologize, I didn’t ask for the name you wanted to be addressed by.”

“Oh! Um- Exposure, please!”

He nodded, tired gaze picking up the wringing of your hands even behind your back.

“Right. This is Exposure, they will be both my assistant and your guard. Due to the uptick in the frequency of villain attacks, they will be on duty 24/7 in order to ensure your safety….and make my job easier.”

He mumbled the last part, huffing under his breath. Refusing to allow your annoyance make a scene, you simply nodded, once again smiling to the heathens glaring at you.

Before anyone could start firing question after question, a hand shakily made its way into the air.

“May I ask what your quirk is…?”

His voice was hesitant, but the determined glint shining behind his demeanor told you everything. This was one AFO had shown you, the priority of you being here- Izuku Midoriya, successor of All Might. To find out whatever you could of All Might through this small boy was the ultimate goal here.

You were not meant to cause chaos, just collect information during your stay. But the intensity of Midoriya’s eyes were throwing you. The urge to simply gouge out the eyes that were pinning you to the spot was overwhelming. Gulping the thought away, you opened your arms before bowing.

“Well, that would ruin the surprise! I wish to spar with all of you before revealing too much information about myself.”

Eraserhead side eyes your form, an eyebrow raised. Even he was unaware of the quirk you possessed. Apparently Nezu thought it would be entertaining to withhold the info until you revealed it yourself.

He caught your eyes before nodding his approval to your silent question.

“Alright then. Thank you, Exposure. That will transition us into our Homeroom activity. Get dressed in your hero outfits and meet us at Ground Beta.”

Thank god for that decision of his. Unknowingly, Eraserhead had just secured your victory over these brats.

–

The Training Grounds were beyond your expectations. The city was vast, spreading in every direction you turned. Eyes wide, you turned sharply to face the student and Eraserhead. Throwing out your arms, you gesture wildly while explaining the exercise.

“In this exercise, you students will all be going up against me! 20 v 1! To win, all you need to do is target me and apprehend me with those faux quirk-suppressing handcuffs.”

Most of the class gaped, mouths dropped at such an idea for an assignment. It was normal for the students to train against Pros, but to have all of them against one was new.

Eraserhead had made to ask you a question, but a blonde and abrasive child interrupted him. He was the other teen to keep an eye on, but by the looks of it…he may be harder to convince than the League had originally thought.

“Alright then! What the hell are we waiting for then!?”

Pushing down the unhinged grin that threatened to reveal itself, you simply nodded at the boy.

“You all will have 5 minutes to discuss a strategy. Once the time is up, you will be let in the city and your goal is to detain me.”

Saluting to the stunned students, you disappeared through the gates of Ground Beta.

–

The time ran through fast, just getting the others to calm down enough to talk took up two minutes of their allotted time. Bakugo groaned, frustration building at the time flying by. Before he was able to speak up, Iida had stepped up.

“It is not the time to be arguing!”

His voice echoed through the lobby, not leaving any student able to speak against him.

“Now, let’s discuss what we should do. Realistically, we should be able to find them before time runs out. There are too many of us and they do not know our attacks or patterns.”

Midoriya cut in, interjecting with a confident tone.

“That may be true, but the confidence they have with going against all of us tells otherwise. Plus, the same goes the other way. We don’t know anything about them either, or what their quirk may be.”

Izuku thought out loud, thumb and pointer finger holding his chin up.

Bakuo piped up.

“Idiots! We have a clue!”

Heads turned to the rough voice, the blonde’s arms crossed and face determined.

“And that would be..?”

Todoroki questioned.

“Their name.”

Momo’s eyebrows rose, an excited lilt to her voice.

“That’s right! Exposure! Now, what could that possibly tell us though?”

For the next minute, they discussed what they might be up against, not even hitting the most important topic of conversation before the buzzer sounded.

Kaminari groaned, a crestfallen look falling across his face. Hands coming to cover his face, he moaned.

“We’re so screwed, man.”

The door into the training ground opened.

As the students ran out of the lobby, Aizawa was soon met with the steps of a smaller being.

Turning around, the homeroom teacher was met with the sight of Nezu. The small principal was followed by some of his other colleagues, specifically the other teachers of Class 1A.

Ectoplasm, Midnight, Present Mic, and Nezu had come into the room. And Aizawa was not caught off guard by their appearance, especially when concerning the curious nature of the rat. What did surprise him was the man lingering behind the rest of the them.

Vlad.

The man stepped in behind the rest, and Aizawa couldn’t help but scowl at his presence.

“What are you doing here.”

Nezu chittered, a sound meant to indicate his cheer, but it only created goosebumps in its wake on every hero in the room. Even Vlad shuddered.

“Nezu said that if the need arises that the assistant would also be popping in to help with my kids.”

An eyebrow raised, Aizawa glanced at Nezu. The rat only swaying back and forth.

What an absolute joke.

“Fine. Come in then. They wanted to see what the kids were capable of themselves, so they decided against a 20 v 1, their goal is to simply detain them with handcuffs.”

“Huh.”

Vlad uttered like the dumbass he was. Aizawa was a patient man, but Vlad King had a way to push past that and just…rub him in the every wrong direction possible.

“Nezu, do you know their quirk?”

“I do.”

“And..?”

Yamada intervened, trying to pull the answer from him.

Only for Nezu to smile.

Huffing, the heroes only turned to face the cameras showcasing the city. A thoughtful look passed Midnight’s face, Aizawa knew she was smart but there was no telling what the assistant’s quirk may be.

Nemuri turned to him.

“What was the name they decided to go by then?”

“Exposure.”

Nezu perked up, an evil laugh trying to keep hidden.

Aizawa narrowed his eyes at the rat.

“You’re pleased. I’m assuming the name is incredibly relevant then?”

“The name is perfect. I chose it after all.”

And wasn't that telling enough.

–

The timer was up, and you were flitting through the city. Building to building you searched through the Training Grounds that UA was semi-known for. It was enthralling to see the buildings that were created only to be inevitably destroyed. The fact that UA was training hero students to be destructive and not care much for their surroundings was mind blowing. Though…the fact that even current heroes would continuously cause extensive property damage wasn’t all that surprising when looking at UA. Pulling together your thoughts, you found a building on the outskirts of the good parts of the city. The skyscraper was average, nothing different about it or special. Climbing through the elevator shaft, you made your way to a space between floors.

Then, you tapped into the quirk that everyone was so curious about.

Closing our eyes and opening them, you flitted through the cameras and scanned through them as quickly as you could. Your quirk?

Camera. Every camera popped up in your field of vision within a mile of you, cycling through 12 cameras in a pane. If there was a specific camera you wanted to gain access into, then you very much could, all you had to do was focus a little harder. Technically, the max cameras you could look at at once was 12, but you could cycle through 12 at a time.

Flitting through all of them closest to you, you saw that none of the students were even near you. Stretching your quirk further out, you finally managed to lay eyes on the students. In truth, you knew more than you should about them and their quirks. Between your own research, anxious about the mission, and Tomura’s ramblings, you knew of every quirk and name in the class.

The ones you were most worried about in the current situation were Jirou’s, Koda’s, Tokoyami’s. Those three were the ones most suited for trying to find you at the moment.

10 minutes passed before one of them managed to come close to your designated building. You had seen them near the entrance. Of course, it had been Midoriya. The kid managed to surpass every expectation anyone ever had, and here he was doing just that once again.

He seemed to have a feeling, so, he called out to Jirou, Yaoyarozu, Todorki, and Bakugo. For some reason they had been the ones that Midoriya had decided to team with. A genius idea in itself.

Once the team stepped into the building, you tried to stop breathing as best you could, not wanting to be heard in any capacity. Unfortunately, there was nothing you could do about your heart thumping erratically in both excitement and anxiety. You were thrilled to put them to the test, to see what exactly the League had struggled against during the USJ.

And Jirou had heard you, leading the rest of them into the elevator. Unable to hide your excitement any further, you lept at them once the elevator had faced your floor. The girl had tried to warn them, but there was nothing to say once you were already in their face.

You jumped at the blonde, already seeing him flex his fingers in preparation of firing off his quirk. Having your own cuffs, you got the blonde disqualified and then quickly escaped the elevator. You fled to the window, locking eyes with Midoriya and jumping out. The glass shattered on impact, allowing you to flee from the building and out into the city below with minimal damage.

The black gloves covering your hands were normally used to conceal your fingerprints, but they did have multiple functions. The perks of such gloves were demonstrated by Tomura. Only too eager to asist in helping you destry UA brats. One of which was the metal that now clawed at the structure you were once inside. You clutched at the building before scanning through the cameras once more. There were students scattered through the city, all scouring every inch to try to seek you out.

The thrill returned, an excitement climbing up our throat and threatening to release in the form of a delighted laugh.

It seems as if you were distracted for too long, as Iida had caught sight of you from below.

He shouted, his voice carrying through the silent city and alerting the rest of his class of your location. By the time you went to jump to another fixture, you were surrounded. Heaving a breath, you couldn’t help the smile finally breaking through.

And Yamada locked on to it. Focusing on the grin that made up of half your face. A sinister gleam shining through and desperately asking to be paid attention to.

Yamada noticed.

And his stomach clenched, and there was no denying the flush that spread across his face.

–

The assignment ended before anyone could get their hands on the other…not including Bakugo.

Who was very angrily screeching still stuck in the elevator. Left behind after the rest of his team had gone to find you. The entire class made it back to lobby, where the pros were lingering.

Choosing to ignore them for now, you turned to the kids.

“First off, Bakugo’s team.”

The students in question perked up, eager to hear the praise they were so expecting.

Only to be sorely disappointed. Your frown telling enough. With the way the group had ignored Bakugo, you tried to draw out the negative emotions surrounding the event, trying to pry into that weakness that the class had shown. Maybe the way the others treat the blonde would turn him more towards you and the League-

“The fact that you all abandoned your comrade in action was surprising to me. The fact that you all are heroes in training is baffling to me when you don’t even care about those you work with everyday of your life.”

Bakugo’s head whipped up, mouth open to retort before Momo answered. He may have been the one to be left behind, but he wasn't surprised that it had happened. This was what had been taught to happen. To go after the villain in every case to prevent further damage.

“I apologize! You see, we’ve been taught to prioritize apprehending the villain before anything else”

Not expecting the answer, you gaped. Appalled at the behaviors that were occuring, hell, that were encouraged.

“I…What about your comrades, the civilians!?”

You were shocked, but it made sense. The way the heroes acted and performed were suddenly explained, and you were disgusted. You ad originally thought it to be the Hero Commission itself, but the truth was more concerning.

A glare passed your face, turning to direct it to Nezu.

He only shrugged.

“Are you fucking kidding me!?”

Yamada was intrigued. And oh so enraptured at the sudden emotion coming from you in the moment.

From the interview where you had to meet and answer questions, you were met with Yamada, Nezu, Vlad, and Aizawa. You had been nervous for a split second, but there was nothing that could curb your excitement. To be face to face with Shiggy’s idol was enough for you to be smug about. So you honed in on the emotion, ignoring the nerves that continued to shake your entire being.

And not once had the pro hero seen you do anything other than smile politely or frantically shake your hands in- faux- worry.

And he had been fascinated by you, everything about you had grabbed his attention. Your demeanor, your smile, the way you interacted with those around you. It had been a while before you had stopped stuttering, but that only endeared him to you even more.

To see you now in such a rage over ignoring your hurt comrades, it was flustering him. There was affection for you brimming to the surface, but he had to push it down, shove it even. Loyalty was huge for him, and to see someone share the sentiment...

And Aizawa noticed. Because of course he did. Shota and him had been friends since they had met in middle school, sticking close to each other from that day on.

To see him blushing and watching you so intently was honestly unexpected.

–

The day was over.

Fucking finally.

Other than this morning in homeroom, you were pushed around like a little servant. Getting this, grading that, making coffee, getting someone lunch. God, you don’t think you could do this everyday until AFO decides to make a move.

Texting your coordinates to Kurogiri on the burner phone, you walked to the nearest alley to wait for the man.

And ever efficient, he was there as soon as you entered into the shadows.

Warping to the bar, you finally relaxed. Dropping straight to the floor, you flopped down and sighed. Relishing the feeling of being home after such a long day.

You heard laughter coming from beside the bar, and refusing to face anyone yet, you pushed your face further into the bloodied carpet.

Only for your plan to be decimated by another blonde. She lept from her spot on the ruined couch and flopped onto your back. Breath stuck in your lungs you couldn’t exhale the air there once she began jumping up and down and asking questions.

A dark chuckle came from the couch where Toga had come from, and by the sound of it, the bastard did not feel bad for you at all. A glare formed once more, this time you directed it to Dabi. Only for him to laugh even harder.

The only one that was a decent person at the moment was Compress, who oh so graciously lifted Toga from your back and deposited her back where she came from. Signing a quick thank you, you lifted from your position and angrily stomped to the computer screen that was forever stationed at the bar counter.

You pointed, a scowl overcoming your lovely features.

“I absolutely hate UA. I cannot go back there, sir. There is absolutely no way. They ran me like a slave, nothing like a guard like they so advertised. The only time I interacted with the students was during homeroom.”

His voice was heard reverberating and staticky. AFO’s face appeared in the screen after weeks of his absence. The air was sucked from the room. Every head was turned and a serious look replaced the joyful ones moments before.

“I understand the hatred of being stuck with heroes for so long, let alone students aspiring to be one. But you must understand, my dear, you are the only one who can accomplish this task.”

It was know AFO was a master manipulator, but god, he was fucking good at it. No matter how much you tried to ignore the pretty words he spewed to lure you further in.

There was nothing you could do to stop the delight that passed beneath your skin. To be needed. To be wanted. To be useful to someone.

That’s all you wanted.

And AFO knew that.

Dabi approached behind you, hand scorching the small of your back. He returned you to the current time, back to the present and inside your own head again. No longer lost in the past.

You tried to deny the man, to explain you really wouldn’t be able to stay composed at such a place. But he left as soon as he appeared.

Shigaraki reached out, hand reaching to cover yours. The artist glove on his right hand was appreciated. But at the moment, you only wanted him to decay your skin and kill you in your dread.

Dabi’s hand retreated, but it was soon replaced by Shiggy’s other hand. Embracing you, Tomura pet your hair, trying to soothe you after the frustrating day. Knowing that emotions tend to run wild in your head, they all did. Every single one of them bearing witness at least once to the horrors you happened to conjure up in throes of such...passion.

“Kill me now.”

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