MHA; Traflagar D. Water Law

**Chapter 25: The Battle Begins**

The air inside the USJ was thick with tension, the kind that made it hard to breathe. The students stood frozen, their earlier excitement replaced by a cold, creeping dread. The villains had poured out of the black mist like a flood, their numbers overwhelming, their eyes gleaming with malice. At the center of it all stood Shigaraki Tomura, his pale blue hair disheveled, his red eyes scanning the room with a manic intensity. His fingers twitched as he scratched at his neck, his voice dripping with venom as he muttered, "Well, well... where is he? Where is All Might?"

Aizawa stepped forward, his capture weapon unraveling as he moved with a calm, deliberate purpose. His eyes were sharp, his expression unreadable, but there was a fire burning beneath the surface. He glanced over his shoulder at the students, his voice low but commanding. "Stay back. This isn't a training exercise anymore. These are real villains. I'll handle this."

The students hesitated, their instincts screaming at them to fight, but their training reminding them to trust their teacher. But before they could fully process the situation, Aizawa surged forward, his movements swift and precise. His capture weapon lashed out like a whip, wrapping around the nearest villain and yanking him off his feet. The man crashed to the ground, his quirk—whatever it was—rendered useless as Aizawa's glowing red eyes locked onto him.

The villains hesitated, their confidence wavering as they realized their quirks were no longer working. One of them, a burly man with flames flickering around his fists, stared at his hands in confusion. "What the..? My quirk... it's gone!"

Another villain, a woman with razor-sharp claws, snarled as she lunged at Aizawa, only to be swiftly disarmed and incapacitated by his capture weapon. The students watched in awe, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and admiration.

"Whoa... Aizawa-sensei is incredible!" Kaminari exclaimed, his voice trembling with excitement. "He's taking them all on by himself!"

Mina's pink eyes were wide, her hands pressed to her mouth. "He's so fast... I can't even keep up with what he's doing!"

Kirishima clenched his fists, his sharp teeth gritted. "Maybe Aizawa-sensei really can handle this on his own!"

But Law's golden eyes narrowed as he watched the scene unfold. He knew better. He knew what was coming. His grip tightened on the hilt of his sword, his mind racing. *Aizawa can't keep this up forever. His quirk has limits, and there are too many of them. If I don't step in now...*

Before he could move, Thirteen, the space hero, stepped in front of him, her voice firm but calm. "Law, stay back. This isn't your fight. Let the pros handle this."

Law's expression remained calm, but there was a flicker of determination in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Thirteen. But I can't just stand here and watch."

With a flick of his wrist, Law activated **Room**, a blue dome of energy expanding around him. Before Thirteen could react, Law disappeared from their line of sight, reappearing in the middle of the battlefield. The students gasped, their eyes wide with shock.

"Wait, what just happened?!" Mineta squeaked, his voice high-pitched with panic. "Where did he go?!"

Mina's jaw dropped as she pointed toward the center of the chaos. "There! He's... he's in the middle of it all!"

Aizawa's eyes flicked toward Law as he landed beside him, his sword gleaming in the dim light. "Law, I told you to stay back," Aizawa growled, his voice low but firm.

Law's lips curved into a faint smile, his golden eyes calm but resolute. "Did you forget? You made me your personal student. Of course, I'm going to fight by your side. Unlike the others, I'm not just here to watch."

Aizawa stared at him for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, with a barely perceptible nod, he turned his attention back to the villains. "Fine. But don't get in my way."

The villains, momentarily stunned by Law's sudden appearance, quickly regained their composure. One of them, a hulking brute with a quirk that enhanced his strength, charged at Law with a roar. Law's eyes narrowed as he activated **Room**, his sword flashing as he prepared to strike. But before he could move, Aizawa's capture weapon wrapped around the villain's arm, yanking him off balance. Law didn't hesitate—he darted forward, his sword slicing through the air as he disarmed the villain with surgical precision.

Aizawa glanced at him, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Not bad, kid."

Law's expression remained calm, but there was a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes. "I told you. I'm not just here to watch."

The students, meanwhile, were still reeling from the sheer intensity of the battle. Midoriya's mind was racing, his analytical instincts kicking into overdrive. "Aizawa-sensei and Law... they're incredible. But even they can't keep this up forever. We need to do something."

Kirishima clenched his fists, his sharp teeth gritted. "Yeah, but what? We're just students. We can't take on that many villains!"

Mina's eyes were wide with fear, but there was a spark of determination in them. "We can't just stand here and do nothing. We have to help!"

But before they could act, Kurogiri's voice echoed through the USJ, calm and menacing. "It seems the children are getting restless. Shall I... disperse them?"

Shigaraki's grin widened. "Do it. Let's see how they handle being separated."

The black mist expanded, enveloping the students in an instant. They barely had time to scream before they were pulled into the swirling void, their bodies disappearing one by one. Thirteen, the pro hero in charge of the USJ, stepped forward, their voice urgent. "No! Stay together!"

But it was too late. The students were scattered across the facility, their voices echoing as they called out to each other. The battle had just begun, and the stakes had never been higher.

As the mist cleared, Law and Aizawa stood alone, surrounded by villains. Shigaraki's grin widened as he stepped forward, his red eyes gleaming with malice. "Well, well. Looks like it's just the two of you now. Let's see how long you last."

Law's golden eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on his sword. "We'll last long enough to take you down."

Aizawa's expression was grim, but there was a flicker of determination in his eyes. "Stay focused."

The villains surged forward, their quirks activating in a chaotic symphony of destruction. But Law and Aizawa stood their ground, their movements perfectly synchronized as they fought back-to-back. The battle was far from over, and the storm was only just beginning.