*(Start your own scenario.)*

*Aizawa was patrolling at night in the city, when movement in an alley caught his eye.* Aizawa: Better go check that out. *He mutters to himself in his usual monotone voice, stepping towards the alley.*

**The bus rumbled to a stop at the edge of a vast, sun-dappled forest. Class 1-A spilled out, stretching cramped limbs and chattering excitedly after the long ride.The air smelled of pine, earth, and something wild—pure nature, far removed from the concrete and steel of U.A. High.** **“Don’t get too comfortable,”** *Iida chopped the air with his usual rigid enthusiasm.* **“We’re here for intensive training. Remember Aizawa-sensei’s instructions!”** *From the tree line emerged four figures in colorful hero costumes, striking dramatic poses on a large rock outcrop.* **“Welcome, U.A. kittens!”** *called Mandalay, the leader with her sleek red outfit and cat-ear headpiece. She struck a confident pose, tail swishing.* **“We are the Wild Wild Pussycats! Ready to whip you into shape over this week!”** *Beside her, Pixie-Bob bounced energetically, her wild blonde hair and paw-like gloves making her look like an overexcited kitten.* **“You’re all so cute and tiny! I can’t wait to play with you~ Especially the boys!”** *She winked toward the class, prompting several awkward coughs from Kaminari and Kirishima.* *Tiger stood tall and muscular, arms crossed, radiating pure discipline.* **“Training starts immediately. No slacking.”** *A small figure peeked out from behind Mandalay—a young boy with a messy mop of dark hair and a permanent scowl. Kota. He glared at the entire class, especially at anyone who looked flashy or heroic.* **“Hmph. Heroes are the worst,”** *he muttered under his breath.* *The class was quickly divided into groups for orientation. Aizawa explained the rules: intense Quirk training in the forest, survival exercises, and building teamwork in an environment where their powers would be pushed to the limit. No cell phones, limited breaks, and meals would be earned through effort.* *As the sun began to dip lower, casting long golden rays through the canopy, Pixie-Bob clapped her hands.* **“First things first!"** *Bakugo smirked, cracking his knuckles.* **“Tch. As long as I get to blow stuff up and get stronger, I don’t care about the rest of this cat-themed crap.”** *The group hiked toward the large wooden lodge nestled deeper in the woods. Smoke rose from outdoor grills, and the smell of grilling meat and vegetables made stomachs rumble. The Pussycats had prepared a massive welcome feast—fresh salads from the garden, hearty stews, and mountains of rice.* *While eating, Tiger laid out the training schedule:* **early morning drills, individualized Quirk refinement sessions, and group exercises that would simulate real villain encounters. Ragdoll teased them with hints about “surprise guests” during the week, though her cheerful tone made it sound playful..** *As night fell and stars began to peek through the thick forest canopy, the class gathered again near the trees for the promised Test of Courage. Pairs were drawn. Flashlights were handed out. The rules were simple: walk the designated forest paths, reach checkpoints, and try not to scream too loudly when the “scares” started.* *Aizawa lingered at the back, arms crossed, eyes scanning the treeline. Something in his posture seemed slightly more tense than usual.* *The first pairs disappeared into the dark woods—laughter and nervous chatter echoing back for a few minutes before fading. The rest of the class waited their turn, the crackle of the campfire and distant night sounds filling the air. Then, a low, unnatural rumble shook the ground. Birds exploded from the trees in a panicked flock. The Pussycats straightened instantly, ears twitching. Mandalay’s playful demeanor vanished* **“Everyone, stay together—!”** **“What the hell is that?!”** *Kirishima shouted, hardening his arms instinctively.* *From the treeline, a swirling purple-black mist erupted—Kurogiri’s Warp Gate. Dozens of villains poured out like a flood of shadows, their costumes ragged and eyes gleaming with malice. At the forefront strode Dabi, turquoise flames flickering lazily along his scarred skin, a cruel smirk on his face.* **“Looks like the kittens are all gathered in one place,”** *Dabi drawled, voice low and raspy.* **“How convenient.”** **Mr. Compress tipped his hat elegantly while Spinner brandished his sword, muttering about Stain’s will. Several other League members and hired thugs fanned out, but the real terror came next. Aizawa’s capture weapon shot out instantly. “All students fall back to the lodge! Pussycats, with me!”** **The battle exploded.** • *Midoriya sprinted toward the sound of crying—Kota had been caught near the river by a villain trying to use him as leverage. Full Cowling at 20% crackled around him as he smashed through branches.* **“Kota! I’m coming!”** *He unleashed a devastating Detroit Smash that sent the villain flying, but a second Nomu barreled toward them. Midoriya pushed Kota behind him, green lightning flaring brighter as he prepared to hold the line.* • . *Bakugo blasted forward with explosive fury, eyes locked on Dabi.* **“You patchwork bastard! I’ll blow you to hell!”** *Their fight lit up the night—Bakugo’s explosions clashing against Dabi’s blue flames in a deadly dance of fire and concussive force. Dabi laughed through the pain.* **“Feisty. You’re exactly what the boss wants.”** • *Shoto Todoroki created massive ice walls to divide the battlefield and protect smaller groups, then switched to flames to counter Dabi from afar.* **“I won’t let you hurt anyone else.”** *Kurogiri’s warp gates kept flickering open and closed, trying to isolate students and transport them away. Aizawa’s eyes glowed red as he erased quirks left and right, but the sheer number of enemies—.* *The League’s Goal: They weren’t here for random destruction. Shigaraki’s orders were clear—capture Katsuki Bakugo alive. Dabi and Toga coordinated to drive him toward a waiting warp gate while the rest of the League sowed maximum panic. Mandalay’s voice echoed again in their minds, urgent and strained:* **“They’re targeting Bakugo! Do not let them take him!”**

** Bakugo was abducted at the U.A. training camp. Before that, a boy appears in the League of Villains, brought by Shigaraki.** Shigaraki: "So... Katsuki Bakugo... Let me ask you one more time... Will you join the League of Villains?.. Bakugou: "Go ahead and rush into traffic! There's no way in the world I'm going to join you losers!" Dabi: "He doesn't have a budget. What did you expect from him, asshole?" Shigaraki: "Shut the hell up... He'll give in one way or another..." Shigaraki scratches his neck irritably.* Toga: "Let me cut him up! He won't give up anyway, so let me pounce on him!" **Toga is smiling ominously, wanting to hurt right now, and all out of boredom. Tomura sighs and scratches more aggressively, and Dabi raises an eyebrow at his boss.** Shigaraki: "No, Toga. We need him alive and well if we want to recruit him." ** Shigaraki continues to scratch his neck, clearly upset. Dabi sighs in annoyance, not that he's worried, but he talks anyway.** Dabi: "What's the matter with you?" Toga: "Tomura is fine! He's just having a normal tantrum!" **Shigaraki takes off and screams at everyone, completely interrupting Toga** Shigaraki: "THAT'S IT!!! SHUT THE f~ck UP!!!" ** The spinner starts to worry a little about his leader.** Spinner: "Damn it, Shigaraki! Calm down a bit!" Shigaraki itches a little more aggressively, forcing himself to blush a little before stopping with a sigh.* Shigaraki: "Good." Bakugou: "Heh. It seems like someone needs to control themselves!" **Bakugou speaks with a smirk, pissing Shigaraki off again. Shigaraki gives Bakugou a sharp look before speaking.** Shigaraki: "Shut up." **At this time, a sleepy boy and Kurogiri enter the room. When the boy sees his temporary guardian, or rather Shigaraki, he runs to him and hugs him, under Bakugo's surprised gaze. Shigaraki relents and hugs the boy with one hand patting him on the back**

*you're walking around while tamaki is on patrol, and you bump into him*

*You were the traitor for your own reasons. You thought everything was going well. Until...they found out. You were in class until suddenly you were pushed down and the class loomed over you. Uraraka spoke first....* Uraraka: How could you?! You're the traitor?! Izuku: We *trusted* you. Bakugo: Of course this idiot is the traitor. *The rest of the class was silent...including Aizawa.*

A zombie outbreak has happened where we're you when it started and where are you now? (Unless it's still the beginning then start however you want)

*Aizawa was about to start teaching, when a blinding flash of light filled the room, and when it left, everyone's genders were swapped.* Aizawa: *Now a girl.* What the? Midoriya: *Now a girl.* Huh?? Bakugo: *Now a girl.* What the hell?! Todoroki: *Now a girl.* What happened? Iida: *Now a girl.* This is strange! Tokoyami: *Now a girl.* ... Mineta: *Now a girl.* I have the ultimate access to a female now! Myself! Uraraka: *Now a boy.* What happened to us? Yaoyorozu: *Now a boy.* I think we swapped genders? Tsuyu: *Now a boy.* Seems like it! Aoyama: *Now a girl.* What is this?! Mina: *Now a boy.* Wow! Ojiro: *Now a girl.* ?? Denki: *Now a girl.* Cool! Kirishima: *Now a girl.* Manly! Koda: *Now a girl.* ... Shoji: *Now a girl.* Strange. Jiro: *Now a boy.* Super weird! Sero: *Now a girl.* Sick! Hagakure: *Now a boy.* Kinda cool! Hawks: *Now a girl.* This is...beyond weird... Mirko: Now a boy.* Awesome! Mirio: *Now a girl.* Huh, wicked! Nejire: *Now a boy.* Wow! Interesting! Amajiki: *Now a girl.* I don't wanna be here...

OCHACO URARAKA - YOU CAN STILL BE ☕☕☕ *Your eyes study every movement of the waitress. Unlike others, you don't see the ghost of Uravity; you see a young woman in agony who needs help. Your gaze lingers on the way she favors her left side. The way her jaw tightens when she sets down the coffee pot. The barely visible pill bottle peeking from her apron confirms what your eyes already told you. She's masking chronic pain behind a practiced smile.* *You tell her that her spine is misaligned. 🦴* *The coffee pot trembles in her hand. She turns back, that same smile still glued in place, but her knuckles are white around the handle.* **Ochaco:** "I-I'm sorry?" *You nod toward her apron, explaining what you've observed. The way she compensates when she walks. The locked sacrum. The painkillers. 💊* *You tell her she's in chronic pain, and that the pills are only numbing it, not fixing the root cause.* *The smile flickers. For a heartbeat, she considers laughing it off, but something in your voice, the lack of pity, just clinical observation, makes her pause.* **Ochaco:** "...How can you tell?" *You slide a simple business card across the table. A brief explanation. Then you ask if she was a hero.* *A beat. The café's radio plays a jingle for the latest hero rankings. Finally, she nods, just once.* **Ochaco:** "Not anymore... A villain stole my Quirk and almost killed me. My spine didn't exactly come out of it intact." *A bitter laugh escapes her.* "Turns out, you can't save people when you can't even stand for three hours without wanting to scream.😣" *Silence. You don't flinch. Don't offer empty sympathy. Just watch her with a steady gaze.* *You tell her that if she doesn't treat the root cause, it'll keep getting worse.🦽* *Her eyes drop to the floor. Her vision blurs as moisture wells up, but she blinks rapidly, refusing to let it fall.* **Ochaco:** "I know. I just..." *Her voice cracks.* "I've asked about treatments. Real ones. They cost more than I make in three months. I can't afford proper therapy." *You lean forward, elbows on the table. Your next words are quiet, firm. An offer? A solution? A way forward? The question hangs between you.* *What will you respond to poor Ochaco, who no longer dreams of being a hero but simply wants to live a life free from pain?* 

*Aizawa was night patrolling in the city, when he noticed you walking on the sidewalk across the road.* Aizawa: That's odd, most kids her age wouldn't be out at night. *He says in his usual monotone voice.*