Introduction: Where Are We?

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"Perhaps no violence could also mean no injury." Nezu wondered. "Either way this is quite the pickle."

"Pickle?!" Monama shouted. "Sorry sir, this is more than a pickle."

Kendo pinched the bridge of her nose. "Now's not the time Monama."

"Then when is it?" the blond exclaimed. "Where trapped in some creepy theatre god knows where, and on top of that we have to share a room with them!" He pointed to a few seats ahead where the villains were seated.

Dabi lounged on his chair staring silently at the screen in front of them. Shigaraki was hunched over his chair scratching his neck. He was flanked by Kurogiri and Compress, and above him sat AFO with that same sinister grin on his face. Apart from them Stain and Spinner sat by themselves. Toga waved enthusiastically at the students.

"Hi, Izu~ku!" she chimed, her grin wide and unsettling. "Crazy place, right? Wanna sit together?"

Izuku stiffened and quickly looked away.

"Quit your whining Monama!" Kendo snapped. "At least we're alive."

"For now" the blond whispered to himself.

"Guys, calm down," Pony said nervously, her horns twitching as she glanced toward the villains. "No one can fight here anyway, right? That's... good?"

"Whoever brought us here we're playing by their rules." Aizawa said.

Bakugo was seething. "You bastards better not be behind this." he growled at the villains

"Oh, Bakugo," Toga sing-songed from her seat, twirling a strand of blonde hair. "Don't give us that much credit. I'd never throw a party and not make it fun."

"You're just as trapped as we are," Dabi muttered from beside her, his eyes smoldering like dying coals. "So relax, Sparky."

"Whatever's going on when I get my hands on whoever brought us here..."

"Calm Tomura. We'll get out of here in time, but for now let us observe." AFO said with his calm voice.

"Yes Sensei"

"Welcome"

Everyone turned their heads looking for the source of the voice.

"This is my domain. Here I am in control of everything."

"Who are you?"

"Why are we here?"

"What do you want?"

"Calm". the voice rumbled. " My name is unimportant for now. But as to why you're here, it is to observe and what I want is for you to learn."

"Watch what? And what do you mean to learn?" Aizawa asked.

"You will be watching the lives of heroes and villains from other universes so that you might learn from them."

Murmurs rose in the crowd. Izuku for his part was curious. A chance to see heroes from other worlds. How could he pass up the chance? The things that he could learn.

"This is like a react fic!" Hagakure yelled, all eyes turned towards her. She was fully visible and thankfully clothed. "Ah...you know? A react fic, where a bunch of characters are made to watch their own show or different universes?"

"Damn Toru, you read a lot of fanfic." Mina said.

"Oh, look who's talking." Toru hit back. Mina stuck her tongue out at her.

"Ah...yes Miss Hagakure." The voice said showing emotion for the first time. "But what'll be showing you will be real. You will see other universes as though you are watching a movie."

"Why should we sit through some movie marathon?" Monoma piped up with a sneer. "Class 1-B doesn't need remedial lessons in heroism—unlike some people."

"Say that again, copycat!" Bakugo snapped, half-rising—only to freeze in place mid-motion, body locking like a statue. "Damn it!" he growled through gritted teeth

"Oh yeah," Uraraka said sheepishly. "That happens."

The voice didn't acknowledge the outburst. "There is no escape from this theater until the lesson is complete."

"Lesson?" Iida said. "You expect us to passively consume propaganda without context?!"

"You may debate. You may reflect. But you will watch ," the voice said. Then, softer, almost like an aside: "And some among you...may find these stories hit closer to home than expected."

Eri's small hand tightened around Mirio's sleeve. "Mirio...what does that mean?"

Mirio smiled reassuringly. "It means...we're gonna watch some movies, kiddo."

Kota frowned deeply, hugging his knees. If this was about learning about being a hero why was he here?

In the back Stain listened intently and wondered if they were going to see were actual heroes or more fakes like the ones in this room.

"First you see the legends from the DC universe."

Nezu looked up. "DC? So these universes have different designations?"

"Yes. yours for instance is designated MHA."

"Hm, interesting."

"Now for the first hero of this universe. His methods are... unconventional."

"What do you mean?" All Might asked.

"He straddles the legal line."

"So he's a criminal." Enji said. "Are you sure he's a hero?"

Dabi smirked. "This could be interesting after all."

Tomura groaned. "Whatever, let's just get it over with."

"Oh, he sounds like an edgy hero," Mina said.

Aizawa sighs. "Hopefully this can teach these kids some rationality."

Izuku was giddy. He pulled out his news notebook and had a pencil ready. I wonder what his quirk is?

"Midoriya, where did you get those?" Iida asked, pointing at the notebook and pencil.

"Oh, I always have one ready on me."

"Now that you're all ready, let's begin."

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