Lost in the Fog

Preparations

Safe at the rented apartment, Steve was now able to ask the important questions they couldn't in the open. After all, he was a wanted boy, and couldn't afford to sit still for too long. He'd helped so many people, and his 'do, as he called it, was "Where were all of you?"

Jonathan answered first, "I was in Japan."

Nancy responded next, shrugging: "I was stuck in Australia." How she got there, nobody understood. Japan made sense, at least for Johnathan. A plethera of killers were from Japan. Onryo included. But Australia? They hadn't met a single person from that continent, which was honestly strange.

He then turned to Sadako, nervous, "And you?" He still couldn't believe that the single most effective and brutal killer was on their side. 
She then responded in English, to the other's surprise. "I was brought to Japan by Izuku."

That confused the boy. "Brought to Japan? You didn't just leave like we did?"

She shook her head, before removing her hair from her face. Something she never did in the trials... unless it was to kill. He reflexively flinched, from personal experience. He had a habit of forgetting about the tapes, and managing them. "Izuku has a device, one that can do anything he sets his mind to, so he created a copy of my tape, which does not condemn. So, I was able to leave without cursing anyone."

Grinning, Steve was appreciative that it sounded like she didn't want to condemn anyone. "Nice."

Nancy spoke this time, "So... we've answered your questions... besides the 'what's next' part of the plan... but what about her?" She pointed to Suzie... who Sadako immediately recognized. To be fair, nobody had good memories of any Legion member. And Suzie was erratic during trials, often overyly psychotic. 

Sadako, meanwhile, was glad to see her. Or at least, not against her being here. "Hello Suzie Lavoie."

"H-hi Yamamura-san." Suzie said, head bowed down slightly in respect. The others were surprised. 

Steve asked, curious, "You two know each other?"

"Of course. As one killer knows another. She is one of the Legion. The best of them, to be honest. Since she doesn't have her mask... I assume she has left them behind?"

Steve affirmed her suspicion, "Yeah. Doesn't want anything to do with the others."

Sadako nodded, "Good. Another ally is another ally. We'll leave first thing in the morning. Get some sleep. You'll need it." She demanifested and disappeared off to who knows where, leaving the four teens behind.

After two more students, Izuku took a break, and sat down in the office, waving goodbye to Todoroki. He had been a particularly difficult one to change, because he was so consumed by his own hatred, and self hatred. Izuku had to play therapist and eventually came to compromise that was so much harder than he had imagined. He had to change a person's quirk. He didn't want to try, but it was the only way to make sure Todoroki was stable enough for the process. He made him into a purely cryokenetic hero, but with the ability to moderate his internal temperature. He'd never be able to produce flames ever again, and his white hair was proof of that. It was then that Recovery Girl entered with a newspaper, placing it on the table as she sat across from him. "Tough one?"
"You have no idea. I almost want to have a cup of coffee."
She glanced up at him, "You look like you need it." She wasn't exaggerating, the greenette's form had deteriorated greatly, with sunken, sleep deprived eyes, and frazzled hair. He looked like a shorter version of Frankenstein's monster, at least the original book version, with how his eyes practically glowed green.

He didn't respond, looking at the newspaper, and frowning. "Another death at the hands of those killers?"
"Yeah... poor thing. They've completely taken over Ako. Nobody can stop them, as their quirks are so strong..."