—The next day—

Eraser Head's P.O.V.

"Ugh, I'm getting bored." Ashido whined.

"Yeah." Sero agreed with her, "Hey, Mr. Aizawa, how long 'till we get there?"

They were acting like they were half their age, asking the question 'Are we there yet?'.

"Ten more minutes, then we'll be there." I answered without turning to face him, I kept looking out the big windshield at the front of the bus.

I was currently taking the class on a day-long field trip to an off campus facility that was around a total of an hour away.

After I came back to the school after the eventful mission Mic and I went on, I had taken a half-week of leave before I started teaching the class again. Now it had been a week and a few days since the League had made any sort of move.

The bus abruptly started to slow down and came to a halt.

I turned to the man driving the bus, "What happened?" I asked.

"Probably something with the en..gine..?" He answered but seemed unsure as he looked at the panel of information for the bus behind the wheel.

"What?" I questioned.

"It says the engine is undetected."

I looked to the panel, sure enough there was a message blinking red that said 'Engine Undetected'. I was skeptical of the situation, my gut told me something had influenced this, and that it was intentional.

We were currently in a place with no cell signal, if this was some sort of attack then there was no way to call for backup.

I opened the doors of the bus and cautiously stepped out. I walked a bit away and looked around. Nothing around looked out of place, it was just a road next to a large forest and at the base of a cliff, there was no one around.
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Third Person P.O.V.

"Oi! What the hell is going on?!" Bakugo yelled poking his head out a window of the bus.

"Stay in the bus." Eraser Head snapped sternly.

What looked like at least fifty black strings cut through the air and down towards the bus.

Some of the strings wrapped around the center of the bus and sliced it in half. The rest of the strings went inside the bus from the opening and grabbed the twenty students inside. The strings dragged all the teenagers out of the bus and trapped them further by all tangling together, forming a web-like net.

They all started to scream and yell.

"Mr. Aizawa!"

"What the hell is this?!"

Eraser Head called out to his students, slight panic in his tone, "Stay put! Don't move!" He spun his head around looking for the one person capable of this.

"I'm a bit surprised you would decide to come here... especially if you know I can easily get information on you and your class." Puppet's voice spoke from somewhere near the bus. Eraser Head stiffened hearing her voice.

Puppet walked out from behind the broken bus, revealing herself. She stepped in front of the web of strings restraining class 1-A and faced Eraser Head. Several strings were wrapped around her fingers, giving her complete control over every one of the teenage hero's in training.

A twisted smile grew on Puppet's face, "Hello, Eraser."

Behind Puppet, each of the teenagers were trying to get free, sadly it only trapped them further.

Eraser Head stared at his struggling students, his mind swirling in the thoughts of what to do.

"Why not come closer Eraser Head." Puppet bargained smugly, snapping the hero from his thoughts.

Eraser Head swallowed the loose saliva in his mouth and complied to her demand, walking right up in front of Puppet. He wasn't even erasing her quirk, leaving himself completely open and vulnerable.

Puppet walked up closer to the hero, closing the gap between them and stopped about 2 feet away from him. She reached out and placed a few of her fingers on Eraser Heads jaw and moved his head to the side, making him look to his left and revealing the scar she left on the side of his face. He just stood there and let her have her way with him.

Eraser Head pressed his lips into a line as Puppet examined his scar. The scar was still being held together by her strings that she had stitched into him. It had healed to the point where it was nothing more than a narrow piece of raised flesh covered in small, black string stitches.

She ran her fingers gently over the scar. He felt a slight bit of pain, but it was mostly just a numb and uncomfortable feeling.

"You know, Eraser, you're quite submissive when others lives are at stake." Puppet teased.

"Just leave my students alone, Puppet. That's all I ask."

Puppet took her hand away from his face and gave him a sly smile, "You're in no position to be making demands, Mr. Aizawa." She said his name in a mocking tone, it made him inwardly cringe.

"It wasn't a demand." He faintly shook his head, "It was a request."

"And if I don't?" Puppet used her strings to pull Iida forward and beside her. She ever so slowly constricted the strings around him, gradually crushing his armor while Eraser Head watched.

Eraser Head had to compose himself before he said one single word, "Please." He hated the fact that he just said that word to a villain, and not just any villain, Puppet Master of all people.

"It's entertaining when you beg." Puppet smirked with a dangerous and mischievous glint in her eyes, "Why not do it again."

Eraser Head felt next to powerless in this situation, Puppet had him. His stomach twisted and he scolded himself as he thought about the deal he was about to make with this villain. "Leave them alone and I will do what you ask." He breathed out.

Puppet looked at him, she was slightly surprised he would make such a deal, but she wasn't exactly complaining, "I'll take that deal." She accepted his proposal.

At this point, Iidas hero costume was mangled to the point that when Puppet dropped him from her strings he fell to the ground and wasn't able to get up.

"Iida!" The brunette in the black, white, and pink hero costume yelled, worry lacing her voice and concern plaguing her facial features. She desperately wanted to run to him, but like all the rest of her classmates, she was tangled up in Puppets strings.

In less than a second, Puppets hand shot out and she hit the vagus nerve on the side of Eraser Heads neck. The hero didn't get the chance to react, he was instantly knocked out and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Mr. Aizawa!! What did you do to him?!" Midoriya yelled.

"Are hero's in training like you really not educated on nerves and pressure points? I find that hard to believe." Puppet muttered to herself before she raised her voice so the teens could hear her, "He's not dead, nor do I intend to kill him, so you can calm down."

A small explosion broke some of Puppet's strings and Bakugo rushed at her preparing a blast with his quirk.

Puppet easily shot out and wrapped her strings around Bakugo. She slammed him down to the ground next to her. She restrained his hands with her strings and placed her knee on his back while keeping her hand on the back of his head and pressing his face into the ground. He struggled beneath her trying to break free, but it was futile.

"You're lucky that I intend to keep the deal I made to your dear teacher... at least for the time being..." She spoke ominously, "But I wouldn't push your luck if I were you."

"SHUT UP!! GET OFF ME!" Bakugo yelled as he attempted once again to escape Puppets pin.

"I'll trade you then." Puppet said with a sadistic grin growing on her face, "Your freedom in exchange for your pain."

Before anyone could question her, she brutally stabbed one of her throwing knives into Bakugo, lodging it deep into his left shoulder. He let out a loud yelp filled with pure, painstaking agony.

Puppet did as she said she would and threw Bakugo away from her and towards the rest of the class, leaving her throwing knife in his shoulder. She loosened the strings around all the students enough to allow them to break free if they put in enough effort.

"I have what I want, so good luck." She spoke, then all the students saw the palms of her hands glowing white.

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A/N: Fun fact: For the feeling of Eraser Head's scar, I used my own surgical scar as reference.
Before you ask the question of "How did you get your scar?" I got it from a surgery called Spinal Fusion (look it up cuz I'm not gonna explain it) to correct my severe scoliosis.

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