“Line up,” Aizawa called sharply to his students and everyone scrambled to get into line, “as we come to the end of this training weekend there is one more game before heading home.” He looked along the line of students before him.
“Miss L/N, has offered to be the target for this game. It is essentially a ‘witch hunt’.”
“Sir?” Kaminari’s hand raised hesitantly,
“what’s a witch hunt?”
“In this instance it refers to Miss L/N having to be captured and bought to justice. She, obviously, has done nothing wrong but you all will exhaust every avenue until she is captured, understood?” he replied sternly.
You sweatdropped, “Aizawa, why must you be so harsh? why do you want me to die? Why do I have to die today? I’m too young to die.”
Aizawa gave the girls of the class a sharp look- as if to say- ‘I know she’s your favourite teacher but you can’t go easy on her’… then continued.
“I will be observing everyone’s tenacity in the capture of Miss L/N. She has been given permission to fight back to make the capture more realistic, so if I find that any of you have been balking when it comes to using force in the capture you will be heavily reprimanded and extra assignments will be given to you.”
“Please go easy on me!” Your eyes begged the girls in the class who gave you an apologetic look.
“So much for Aizawa having a crush on Miss L/N, this is basically a death wish for her if Bakugou or Todoroki get to her first,” Jirou whispered to Mina.
“Silence!” Aizawa barked, his hair standing on end as his eyes glowed, one hand wrapped around his attack scarf just in case it was needed to restrain the talking student.
Jirou shut up immediately and hung her head fearfully.
“I will give Miss L/N 10 minutes to hide somewhere in the bush then a loud buzzer will sound,” Aizawa continued, “you will capture her as quickly as possible then we can all leave and go home.”
The students sweat dropped but called out a dead sounding ‘haiii’ to acknowledge that they had heard him.
“Ready,” Aizawa asked you, his dead eyes finding yours before you nodded and turned away.
“Good luck everyone!” you called brightly as you gave them all a brief wave and smile over your shoulder before heading off down the closest bush trail.
Once the students couldn’t see your face you pulled the biggest crying face you could muster as you jogged off into the surrounding trees.
“Waaaahh! I don’t wanna do this!!” you wailed to yourself.
The sun was just starting to set when you found an abandoned concrete building in the middle of nowhere. It looked like it was going to be a hotel of some sort but the river bed that was running beside it had dried up and thus you assumed they had given up on the idea because the water supply had disappeared.
“This might be an advantageous spot?” You quickly trotted over the rocks towards- what you assumed to be, the front door, and entered, “if I can get upstairs then I can look out one of the windows and see who is coming…”
You entered the dilapidated building and looked around. Graffiti covered every wall and random shards of glass and wood were strewn through out, making it look quite formidable.
“Looks like kids have had some fun here,” you thought, seeing some old mattresses and lounges set up in a circle with some burned sticks in the centre, “probably a gang hideout…”
As you were looking for stairs, you heard a loud buzzer and your heart stopped beating for a second.
“Oh shit! Here we go!”
Almost immediately, following the sound of the buzzer was the unmistakable sound of an explosion and your heart threw a few extra panicked beats against the inside of your ribcage as you tried not to think about certain death by the most aggressive student.
Running down the hall you saw a hole in the flooring above and so stretched your arms up and grabbed onto the jutted edge and pulled yourself up and through, clambering to your feet and running to the window.
“Calm down, Y/N, nobody knows you’re here. They’ll all head down the track you took but then you veered off so they won’t be coming here immediately, you have time to come up with a plan.”
Back at the start line, Aizawa sounded the buzzer and watched as Bakugou launched ahead immediately, leading the attack.
“Figures,” he thought with a small smirk, “he always goes ahead on his own.”
Aizawa had listened as the class had come up with a plan of attack. They figured that you wouldn’t just keep running and would find somewhere to hide and so sent some of the faster class members out ahead to try and catch up to you, then let some others go next, fanning out to make sure they covered a wider area.
With the front runners and scouts out ahead, Jirou, Shoji, and Koda used their quirks to see if the could locate you by sight and sound, and then use the animals of the bush to point the students in the direction of your whereabouts.
Aizawa stood by, watching, waiting to hear if they had found you yet but so far the ‘game’ had only just started.
“I’ve spotted a building in the bush,” Shoji announced to both Jirou and Koda beside him, eyes in the ends of each of his limbs looking every which way, “it’s dark inside so I can’t see if anyone is in there but it might be worth looking into?”
“Koda,” Jirou addressed to the meek animal quirk user, “send some birds to direct students in that direction- just to check it out.”
Koda nodded and called some birds down from the trees then asked them to please find students near the building in the bush and direct them to go there.
The handful of birds took to the sky and flew over the tree line towards the building, circling back to find any students nearby.
Upon finding one student, they circled him and hovered overhead to get his attention then flew slowly towards the building with him following.
“I think the birds have found someone and are leading them to the building,” Shoji announced again, watching the happenings through his multiple eyes on each extended limb.
“Who is it? Can you see them?” Jirou asked him.
He paused, waiting to catch sight of who it was.
“Yes, I see them….” he said, focusing on the movement though the trees as the student moved through an open patch, “it’s Tokoyami.”