The new students walked into the house and gawked at the size of it. To say it was huge was an understatement, for most of the kids, it was gigantic. Most of these kids had been shuffled safe house to safe house, never knowing a house larger than a small apartment hidden in the backwash of some large city, the lucky ones received some secluded cottage in the middle of nowhere.

"Welcome to the safe house. This is one of the rebellion's largest outposts and one of it's most well-kept secrets," Aizawa sighed. "You all have to bunk with one other person... except one who will get a room all to themselves... girls with girls, guys with guys, and if I hear anything remotely strange I will kick down the door myself." 

"Wow... wait, but this place is huge and there are only sixteen of us... why do we all have to bunk?" Mina asked.

"There are twenty-one of you," Aizawa sighed.

"Twenty-one?" Tokoyami asked.

"Yes, Mr. Aizawa has other students, who have studied under him for a while," Iida announced. He had quickly introduced himself to the other students and was trying to give them the rundown of what he had discovered.

"Other students!?" some of them cried.

"Whoa, so like, super-advanced folks," Denki grinned.

"Sounds manly!" Eijiro grinned.

At those words someone ran down the hall; Izuku. The green-haired boy grinned and greeted everyone, "Hello there, I'm Izuku Midoriya, it's nice to meet you all!"

They all greeted him but weren't quite sure what else to say. He seemed friendly enough. Slowly the room became filled with hushed whispers.

"Alright, time is precious so all of you quiet down," Aizawa sighed. The room immediately got silent. "Izuku, go get the others."

"No problem," Izuku grinned.

Aizawa nodded and watched the boy take off. He turned to the newcomers and stared at them. "This is an important place where you will learn to be resistance fighters. You will become villains that the world praises or you will leave this house and be given to some family to hide you so you can live out the rest of your lives as cowards. Do you understand?" Aizawa threatened.

The kids looked terrified and all had nervous sweat on their foreheads. That was a rough introduction.

"Good," Aizawa sighed. "In all honesty, this is the largest group by far that I've ever dealt with. I've taught classes before but nothing like this."

Everyone looked at each other. Then the back door opened and Shoto and Katsuki walked in, both sweating from their workouts. Hitoshi, Momo, and Izuku then walked out of the hall.

"We got your dumb text, Deku," Katsuki growled, throwing his phone on the dining room table.

"Izuku, Hitoshi, Katsuki, Shoto, Momo," Aizawa called.

The five students stepped forward and looked at Aizawa.

"I'm going to take a nap, can you all explain what's going on here?" the man deadpanned.

All except the five were stunned.

"Did he say, take a nap?" Denki asked in a whisper.

Aizawa slipped into his sleeping bag and fell on the floor. The five in front didn't seem stunned at all.

"There he goes again," Momo sighed.

"That's a good idea," Hitoshi sighed rubbing the back of his neck tiredly.

Izuku was the first to act. He turned and waved at everyone, "Hey guys, as you already know, I'm Izuku Midoriya."

"I am Shoto Todoroki," Shoto stated coldly slowly turning to the group, the others followed his example.

"Momo Yaoyorozu," Momo smiled.

"The name's Bakugo," Katsuki scowled.

"Hitoshi Shinso," Hitoshi stated with a blank face.

"I've been training under Mr. Aizawa for many years now," Izuku explained. "And we're here to tell you anything you need to know."

Iida, naturally, was the first to raise his hand.

"Yeah? What is it... Iida, right?" Izuku asked. He had met Iida a few minutes ago but the five had been given the rundowns of their new classmates so they already knew them inside and out.

"Yes, you are correct," Iida nodded, "I was wonder about Mr. Izawa's previous statement. He claimed that if necessary he would give us to some other safe house. Is this true?"

"Always assume what Mr. Aizawa says is true," Hitoshi stated plainly.

"He does have a habit of pulling logical ruses but..." Izuku sighed putting a hand behind his neck.

"The master has his ways but in this case, he isn't joking." Momo sighed. She saw everyone's face go pale.

"If he thinks you're a waste of his time or that you are incapable of learning he'll give you to someone else very quickly," Shoto nodded.

"B-But d-don't worry, as long as you do your best and show him that you can learn then there's no need for him to do anything," Izuku stammered, trying to reassure them.

"We've seen extras like you all come and go," Bakugo stated coldly, "It's only a matter of time before you all hit the road."

Everyone looked on edge.

"Kacchan, stop scaring them!" Izuku scolded.

"Kacchan?" Tsuyu pondered.

"Shut it Deku!" Kacchan snapped.

"Deku?" Tsuyu pondered further.

"What Bakugo says is true, so don't mess around," Hitoshi sighed looking exhausted.

"I have a question," Fumikage stated, "What exactly happens here. He said something about training."

They all nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Aizawa will train you to become true villains. You'll be able to counteract the pro heroes. He'll push you physically, mentally, and make you hurt." Izuku began, "That being said he'll help you perfect your quirk and strengthen your body so everything he does is worth it."

"Alright, I guess I'll ask my question," Denki shrugged.

"What is it," Katsuki snapped.

"Katsuki, calm down and keep quiet," Hitoshi sighed.

"I'll kill ya," Katsuki threatened.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Hitoshi gave a smile.

"Are you sure you're gonna actually want an answer?" Bakugo snapped.

"Bakugo I advise you to calm down before you wake up Mr. Aizawa," Shoto sighed.

"Like hell!" Bakugo roared.

Izuku sighed but smiled, "Kacchan is loud and violent but you have no need to worry, he really can't do much in the house."

"The hell you say, you damn nerd?!" Bakugo roared.

"Bakugo, calm down before you wake up Mr. Aizawa!" Hitoshi hissed.

"Anyway, back to your question Kaminari," Momo sighed, losing brain cells by the moment thanks to her four idiotic colleagues.

"How long have you five been here?" Denki asked.

"That's rather personal," Shoto stated darkly.

"Why would you like to know?" Momo asked.

"W-well... Mr. Aizawa seems to know you all very well and I would like to know how long you've trained under him so that I know what to expect. I can guess by your guys' personality that you're all pretty skilled and I'd like to know if that's a result of you guys or his awesome training," Denki stuttered.

Momo shifted and sighed before answering. "I've only been here for two years."

Todoroki met Denki's eyes and answer coolly, "I've also been here two years, it's Bakugo, Shinso, and Midoriya who have been here the longest."

The group looked to Katsuki, "I've been here freakin years, alright? Nosy extras!" Bakugo roared.

"I've been here eight years," Shinso answered making everyone gape.

"And what about you Izuku?" Uraraka asked.

Izuku shifted uncomfortably on his feet and took a long breath before responding, "I've trained under Mr. Aizawa for eleven years."

The room got deathly silent and Izuku stared at the floor.

"ELEVEN YEARS!" Eijiro cried.

"THAT'S CRAZY!" Denki cried.

"That means you must have been four when you began!" Toru cried her invisible arms waving frantically.

"You must be wicked strong!"Hanta cried.

Izuku looked even more uncomfortable.

"Actually-" he began.

"Man, I want to spar you!" Eijiro cheered.

"Who would have thought that plain kid is Aizawa's star pupil?" Minoru pondered.

"He cannot be judged by his appearance, mon amie!" Yuga smiled.

"Perhaps there is more to him then meets the eyes," Fumikage pondered.

"Guys-" Izuku began again.

"What was it like to be raised by him? Is he always this cold or is he nice sometimes? Did he read you bedtime stories after training!? Is he like a father to you or like some solemn master apprentice thing?" Mina asked, theories forming in her mind.

"SHUT UP YOU IDIOTS!" Katsuki roared silencing everyone.

Izuku sifted on his feet and met the eyes of everyone in the room, "Actually... I don't have a quirk."

Stunned silence met him.

"Then, you're quirkless?"Mashirao asked.

"Yes," Izuku nodded. "I have no uncanny ability or secret strength. All I really do is observe training and offer advice."

"Izuku is too modest," Momo chuckled stepping forward. "He's a genius when it comes to quirks and their uses. His recommendations are always well based and are extremely helpful."

"Midoriya is very helpful and I think you'll find him to be most beneficial in your training," Shoto agreed.

"He's a damn nerd," Katsuki huffed, "He'll annoy the hell out of you as he wastes time on your helpless asses, but you can't kill him because he can't fight back so just suffer through it you extras!"

"I think you'll find that just because Izuku is quirkless doesn't make him very weak," Momo chuckled.

"He's a huge help, and I'll tell you that if Aizawa's judgment on him isn't enough for you then I'll remind you of the thousands of children Aizawa has saved and how Izuku was the one he chose to train," Hitoshi's eyes darkened as he spoke. "So don't underestimate him."

"Yeah whatever, you extras can listen to those three but no matter what he's still a damn nerd," Katsuki scoffed.

"Bakugo," Momo scolded.

"Anger management issues?" Mina hissed to Yuga.

"Not very sparkly if you ask me," Yuga answered.

"Will you stop calling us extras!?" Eijiro objected loudly.

"SHUT IT YOU EXTRA!" Katsuki roared small explosions popping in his hands.

"Kacchan! Don't use your quirk in the house!" Izuku cried.

"SHUT UP DEKU!" Katsuki roared.

"Bakugo, knock it off," Hitoshi sighed.

"Try me, Lavender!" Katsuki roared.

"Hito! Don't fight him!" Izuku protested as Hitoshi turned to face Katsuki.

"You want to try me?" Hitoshi asked.

Bakugo's eye twitched, he wanted to answer with a retort but he knew how that would end. "DIE!" he roared.

"Bring it," Hitoshi grinned.

"Come on you guys!" Izuku cried trying to get between the two

"Bakugo," Aizawa's voice warned. Every one froze. "Quiet down," he ordered zipping his sleeping bag up tighter around him.