Let's dive...Into Madness! (UA War Game)

The air in the bus was buzzing with quiet anticipation, the kind that made it impossible to sit still for too long. Everyone was on edge, glancing at each other with varying levels of suspicion and curiosity. It wasn't every day you got thrown into a situation where some of your classmates were villains, others were heroes, and no one was allowed to know who was who.

Aizawa-sensei stood at the front of the bus, holding his ever-present coffee cup like it was the only thing tethering him to reality. He looked at us over the rim of the cup, his perpetually exhausted expression daring someone to act up.

Aizawa: "Alright, listen up,"

He began, his voice as dry as the Sahara. 

Aizawa: "One more time for those of you who conveniently forget rules the moment they're given: you are not allowed to tell anyone your role. No hints, no winks, no secret handshakes. Nothing."

His gaze swept over the class, lingering just a second longer on Kaminari, who immediately looked away, and Mina, who froze mid-whisper.

Aizawa: "You'll be dropped off at separate locations around the site. What you do from there is up to you. Heroes, your headquarters is an abandoned village on the north side of the terrain. Villains, you'll have to fend for yourselves. Find your base, establish your plans, and act accordingly. You'll figure it out."

I leaned back in my seat, pretending to be absorbed in the trees whipping past the bus window. "Find your base"? Oh, please. I already knew more about this exercise than Aizawa probably wanted me to. Mei's intel had been invaluable. Drones, hidden weapons, traps—it was a playground of chaos just waiting for me to use it.

Aizawa continued, oblivious to my inner monologue. 

Aizawa: "You'll have the freedom to decide how you approach this exercise. That includes how you deal with your teammates, the opposing team, and the environment. I don't care if you succeed as a team or fail as individuals. What matters is that you take this seriously..... and one of you wins at the end and enone of class 1B"

He paused, his gaze narrowing. 

Aizawa: "This is not a game."

Yeah, okay, Dad, I thought sarcastically, biting back a smirk. Sure, it wasn't a game, but that didn't mean it couldn't be fun.

Sero: "What about, like, snacks?" 

Sero piped up from the back. 

Sero: "Can we bring snacks?"

Aizawa blinked slowly, as if reconsidering his life choices. 

Aizawa: "No."

Sero: "But what if—"

Aizawa: "No snacks. No food. No exceptions!!!" 

Aizawa snapped, cutting Sero off before he could finish whatever ridiculous scenario he was about to propose.

Mina: "Can we ask the locals for chocolate?" 

Mina added, grinning like she'd cracked the code.

Aiawa: "There are no locals,"

 Aizawa deadpanned.... to be fair we could ask ghosts if we had to.

Aizawa: "It's an abandoned site. Focus on the exercise."

Mina: "But what if—"

Aizawa: "Focus!!! GOD DANG IT! ALL OF YOU FOCUS!" 

He repeated, the word laced with enough warning to silence any further snack-related inquiries.

I couldn't help but snicker quietly, earning a suspicious glance from Aizawa. I quickly covered it with a fake cough, playing the part of the innocent cinnamon roll everyone thought I was.

Aizawa: "As I was saying,..."

 Aizawa continued, his patience clearly hanging by a thread.

Aizawa: ".... this is a chance for you to test yourselves in a controlled environment. Use it wisely. And remember, no one cares if you whine about fairness or difficulty. Adapt. Survive. Thrive."

Yeah, sure, I thought, fighting back another smirk. Real motivational speech there, Sensei.

I stole a glance around the bus, trying to gauge everyone's mood. Bakugo looked like he was already plotting world domination, arms crossed and face set in a scowl. Todoroki was as unreadable as ever, staring out the window like he had better things to do. Mina and Kaminari were whispering conspiratorially, probably trying to figure out who was a villain.

And then there was me, quietly sitting on a goldmine of information they didn't even know existed. Mei's little "extras" had practically handed me the keys to this whole exercise. The drones alone were going to be game-changers, and the hidden weapons? Oh, the possibilities were endless.

Aizawa: "Any other important questions?" 

Aizawa asked, clearly regretting his career choice.

Me: "Yeah,"

I said, raising my hand and feigning my best "concerned student" voice. 

Me: "What happens if one of our teammates gets taken out? Are we on our own after that?"

Aizawa's eyes narrowed slightly, and I could tell he was wondering if there was an ulterior motive to my question. Which, of course, there was.

Aizawa: "You'll have to adapt. If your teammate is out, that's it. You move forward alone. There are no substitutions or reinforcements."

Me: "Good to know." 

I said, nodding as if I'd just been handed the most valuable piece of advice ever. In reality, I was already planning how to make it look like an "accident" if my teammates got in my way.

Aizawa: "Anything else?" 

Aizawa asked, his tone daring anyone to waste more of his time.

When no one spoke up, he gave a tired sigh and sipped his coffee. 

Aizawa: "Good. Then shut up and prepare yourselves. We're almost there."

As the bus rumbled on, I couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement. This was going to be chaos—beautiful, unpredictable chaos. And with everything I knew, I had the perfect advantage.