A long time ago, Psykos had a vision.

It was during high-school. She was seventeen years old. Her best friend was Fubuki, the leader of the highschool Blizzard Group. Psykos was a shy and down to earth esper whose powers were considerably weak. Rather than having telekinesis like Fubuki and her elder sister, Psykos could see visions of the future. Despite perhaps not having the strongest powers, she was Fubuki's vice president.

Occasionally, Fubuki would ask Psykos to use her power, especially when Psykos began seeing weird things in her visions.

"You've been seeing many strange visions lately, right?" Fubuki asked, sitting next to her friend. "Tell me what you can see, Psykos."

Psykos closed her eyes, focusing on the future. Her eyes glowed white, consuming her vision. She saw a vision of what looked like a schoolgirl with dark hair tied back into a ponytail. The girl was wielding a knife, her body was surrounded by red, glowing strings. She was standing on a mound of corpses. Psykos couldn't tell if she was a human or a monster. Perhaps… she was neither. No, she was something much worse.

Behind the girl was a disformed figure. It looked somewhat like a monster, but it was hard to tell.

"Bring forth the armageddon, my secret weapon, my Yandere-chan," it boomed. "Death to humanity!"

Psykos sat up, panting heavily.

Humanity is going to die? she thought, putting a hand in front of her heart. There's no way…

"Psykos?" Fubuki asked, getting her friend's attention. "What did you see?"

Pyskos fell to her knees. She couldn't get rid of the image of the schoolgirl, the mound of corpses, the disformed, monstrous figure peering into her soul…

"Psykos, tell me," Fubuki demanded, sitting beside her. "What did you see?"

Psykos turned to her with blood-red eyes. "Death to humanity."

Fubuki gasped, taking a few steps backwards. "Psykos?!"

"Humanity will fall," Psykos declared. "The secret weapon will destroy us all."

She stood up, a wave of psychic energy escaping her body. The entire classroom began to shake. Red tears dripped down her cheeks.

"Psykos, stop this at once!" Fubuki ordered, raising her hands. "Or I'll have to subdue you!"

Psykos ignored her, her eyes changing to a glowing blue. She took a few steps towards Fubuki. The desks began snapping in half. The walls were lined with cracks.

"The future is absolute," she decreed. "You will rot away to nothing!"

Fubuki raised her hands. "You've given me no choice!"

"NO!" Psykos screamed, being forced to kneel. Her power was being drained away against her will. Despite her screaming and begging, Fubuki did not stop. And then Psykos' powers were no more.

Psykos scowled, focusing back on the present. Tatsumaki's psychic power was holding her, forcing her down to the ground.

Damn this, Psykos thought. At least that other esper girl is dead, most likely due to Yan-chan… Yan-chan, I must get to Yan-chan… Orochi, we are getting close...

She sat up, suddenly sensing another powerful being.

Also, what is this? She thought. She saw an image of Saitama, casually riding in a minecart. This baldy, is he a hero too? Even a weirdo like him is closing in on the inner sanctum… She focused back on the situation at hand. But before that, I have to deal with Tatsumaki… I'll finish her myself!

She reached out a hand, using her psychic powers to grab a bottle.

Let's go all out, a grin spread across her face. Do you have any idea how long I've planned for this day?

She drank the bottle, the liquid spilling down her face.

"NUAAHHHHH!" she screamed, feeling power radiating right through her. She stood up, her hair flowing around her body. Her eyes glowed bright blue. Orochi's power was blooming inside her. She was unstoppable.

"BEAR WITNESS TO THE ONE WHOM 'GYORO GYORO' CAN'T COMPARE TO," she boomed. "LORD PSYKOS, AND HER TERRIFYING PSYCHOKINESIS!"

She reached out, grabbing Tatsumaki in a fistful of psychic power. The S Class hero gasped in surprise.

"PAYBACK TIME!" Psykos shouted.

Her Yan-vision was picking everything up. Everything was going to plan.

The S Class heroes were being taken out by monsters, just like she'd hoped they would. Atomic Samurai was getting defeated by the monster known as Black Sperm. Zombieman was getting killed multiple times by Homeless Emperor. Despite his immortality, he would give up eventually. Child Emperor and Flashy Flash were gone, and Superalloy Darkshine had been taken out by Garou. As well as that, half of Ayano's group was dead.

"This is it," Ayano told Garou, spreading her arms. "This is the final stretch. The S Class heroes never stood a chance against the Monster Association, thanks to their arrogance. And once they're all dead, the Monster Association themselves will be next. And then you get to be a monster, just like you've always wanted, right?"

Garou tch-ed.

"What is it?" Ayano asked.

"... what are ya, anyway?" Garou asked. "You're not tryin' to be a monster, but you ain't exactly human, either."

Ayano shrugged. "That's not important right now. What is… are those espers up there." She smiled at him. "And as for you, you get to continue destroying those heroes you hate so much, especially your worst nemesis." Her eyes were lifeless. "Be prepared, Garou. I can tell… Goddess will be here soon."

Where am I now? Saitama thought, looking left and right. After defeating the weird monster known as Orochi and saving Ayano, he had gotten himself completely lost. He had just jumped out of a minecart of all things, and was wandering around some seemingly endless underground tunnels.

Man, maybe I should've stuck with Ayano, he thought. She might've known where I'm supposed to go.

That's when he spotted something… shiny. A long sword, and a body. It belonged to a feminine looking man with long, blonde hair. He was lying on his side, blood pooling out of his mouth. Shiny clips were beside his head.

Who's that? Saitama thought. He made his way over to the man. He didn't look very alive.

"Hey, uh," Saitama prodded the man with his finger. "You okay, buddy?"

The man's form trembled.

"That… girl…" he coughed, reaching out.

"Huh?" Saitama asked, reaching out. "Hey, you look pretty beat up. Do you need to go to the hospital, or…"

"I will… kill her…" the man coughed, holding up a clenched fist. "I will… personally see to her death… now that I know she is nothing but a monster, next time I will not hold back…"

He blacked out, his eyes going slack.

"Whoa, stay with me, buddy," Saitama said, hoisting the man's arm over his shoulder. "Come on, let's get you out of here."

He began to run, adjusting the man's figure over his shoulders.

There's a dangerous girl running around? Saitama thought. I guess I'll have to keep an eye out…

Kencho crossed his arms, making his way through the partially destroyed Monster Association. Monster corpses littered the floor. Kencho flipped his taser between his fingers, a scowl on his face.

Those worthless S Class heroes, he thought, rolling his eyes. None of them are responding to me. They're all garbage. When I get to Class S…

He stopped when he felt the ground rumble.

"Who's there?" he demanded, holding out his taser.

"Ah ha ha…" a voice cackled from above. "So you're Fubuki's little friend, aren't you?"

Kencho's breath disappeared. He was dragged through the ceiling, like he was being pulled by a string. He gasped, gripping onto his taser for dear life. He reached the surface, almost choking. He came face to face with a psychotic looking woman. She grinned, holding out her glowing hand. Her power was squeezing Kencho half to death.

"Who the Hell are you?!" he demanded. "Put me down right now! I'm the son of Saikou Corp's CEO!"

"Oh, that's right, you're Goddess' little brother," the woman chortled. "How amusing. Where is your sister, anyway?"

Kencho saw red. "Excuse me-"

"You brought that brat here?" Tatsumaki scoffed, staring Kencho down. "Fubuki's little friend? That's how you're going to get my sister here?"

"I'm not her fucking friend!" Kencho roared, his fists shaking. "I don't associate with that stupid bitch anymore!"

"Oh, well, in that case…" Psykos clenched her fist. "I guess she won't mind if you die!"

She slammed Kencho down into the ground with a sickening crack. Blood rushed down his face. He coughed, glaring at her despite the pain. His silver eyes twitched.

"Call out for help," Psykos taunted. "Have your sister come save you, worthless child!"

"You think you can make me beg for mercy, dumbass?" Kencho cackled, forcing himself up. "I'm nowhere as pathetic as you and this trash organisation. I'm the secondary heir to Saikou Corp. I'm remarkable, and you're no one!"

He pulled out his taser, aiming it at the woman.

Psykos tch-ed. "Feisty boy. I can see why Fubuki likes you."

Kencho gritted his teeth. "Seems like you know Fubuki as well. I can see why she'd be friends with some slut like you!"

Psykos waved her hand, throwing Kencho into the wreckage.

"I'll tear you apart, from the inside out," she declared. "Then your sister will come and face the same fate!"

Tatsumaki rolled her eyes, holding up a hand. "This is why I told Fubuki she can't have any friends. They're all garbage."

Psykos growled, feeling Tatsumaki's power pulling her back.

"Once I bring Fubuki out of the shadows, you're next, you little brat," she hissed, glaring at the S Class hero.

"What did you call me?" Tatsumaki spat, her glare ice-cold.

Psykos ignored her, turning back to Kencho.

Keep Tornado busy, she telepathically ordered Black Sperm. I'll finish her off. And once I destroy her… I know I'll be powerful enough to take down Goddess!

Tatsumaki began fighting the monster in question once he emerged from the ground. Psykos turned back to Kencho, grinning sadistically. She blocked a wave of electricity from his taser.

"Still alive, are you?" she asked. "Well, I'll admit it. I was taking it easy on you. I haven't shown anything yet! I wasn't going to start killing you for real… until your big sister arrived."

She grabbed Kencho, levitating him into the air.

"Who the Hell are you?!" Kencho demanded.

"The advocate for the end of the world," Psykos told him. "Lord Psykos!"

She sent him flying, crashing through the Monster Association. Wall after wall, pain after pain. Debris rumbled above him.

Psykos smirked, veins webbing over her arms. Heh, that took nothing from me. Don't worry, Orochi, you'll get your turn soon… we must wait for Yan-chan. Those heroes have seen nothing yet...

Move, Kencho told his body, stuck against a wall. Dammit!

But his arms and legs had turned to mush. Blood trickled out of his mouth. He reached for his phone. His vision was blurry.

Saikou Corp… he thought, pressing a button. Have to call… Saikou Corp… Father…

The debris began to fall.

I can't die, he thought. I can't… I can't…

A slightly younger Kencho folded his arms. Everywhere he looked, people were talking about his sister. Goddess this, Goddess that. Ever since she'd joined the Hero Association, the media had been talking about her non-stop.

He decided he was sick of it. He would become a hero too, and finally outperform his sister. He would show her. He would show everyone. He was not a replacement. He was better.

He was not happy when he got his hero results.

"Class B?!" he demanded, scrunching up his paper. "This has to be some kind of mistake! Don't you know who I am?!"

"Those are the results you were given," Snek, an A Class hero, told him. "You should be happy you got into the Hero Association at all."

Kencho clicked his tongue. "Do you know who you're talking to, commoner? You're a pathetic little-"

"What's happening here?" a smartly-dressed woman asked.

Both Kencho and Sneck stopped arguing, and turned to face the woman.

"Who are you supposed to be?" Kencho asked, cocking a brow. He had to admit, the woman dressed quite well. She certainly wasn't a cheapskate commoner.

"I am Fubuki," she replied. "A new Class B hero."

"That name is familiar," Kencho said, tilting his head. "You're the younger sister of the Tornado of Terror, aren't you?"

Fubuki breathed out, sharply. "That's correct. And you are Goddess' younger brother, Kencho Saikou."

Kencho folded his arms. "Ah, you recognise me. Glad to know someone around here is cultured."

Fubuki narrowed her eyes. "You have a sharp tongue, Mr. Saikou." She smiled. "I think we might get on well."

Kencho scowled. "Bold of you to assume such a thing."

"You don't agree?" Fubuki asked.

"... I never said that." Kencho huffed.

Fubuki offered a hand. "Come and see me later. I have something I want to discuss with you."

Kencho cocked a brow. "I'm rather busy, you know, but I suppose I'll make an exception for you."

He shook her hand, both vowing to meet later on.

Kencho glared at the rocks above him, failing to move once again.

I hate this so much, he thought. It's not fair! IT'S NOT FAIR! I'm not anyone's back-up. I'm me! I'm Kencho Saikou, the remarkable…

Just as he thought the rocks were going to hit him, they stopped. Surrounding them was a familiar green light.

"Fubuki…" he breathed, staring ahead.

Fubuki sweat-beaded, holding up her arms. Her expression was strained.

"Isn't that your friend, Fubuki?" Bang asked, appearing beside the woman and giving Kencho a glance. His brother appeared on the other side, wearing a similar expression.

Kencho bit his lip. I swear to God…

"It's you," Fureddo deadpanned, giving Kencho a look.

"Commoner," Kencho hissed.

"Need some help?" Fureddo asked.

"No," Kencho spat, trying to crawl away.

"You're going to die," Fureddo told him.

"I'm not!" Kencho argued. "Shut up!"

He began furiously coughing up blood.

"Leave him to rot," Itachi scoffed, crossing his arms.

"No, we can't," Fureddo sighed. "I know he's annoying, but…"

Fureddo leaned down, grabbing Kencho against his will. He hoisted the boy's arm over his shoulder.

"COMMONER!" Kencho yelled.

"You heroes are too selfless," Itachi tch-ed. "And where's that cyborg guy run off to?"

Genos found himself in the outskirts of the Hero Association, having temporarily left Ayano's group behind. After saving some Hero Association executives, he decided to put himself on rescue duty to help some injured heroes.

To his surprise, Drive Knight had made an appearance, taking down a powerful monster. It appeared he was not gone after all, like everyone thought he was.

"Drive Knight, you beat him?" Sekingar asked, approaching the hero with awe in his eyes.

"He was a tough enemy to fight," Drive Knight admitted. "I had to observe from afar before showing myself to defeat him."

"But that's terrible!" Sekingar exclaimed. "Where have you been all this time?"

"I have been observing the Monster Association for a while," Drive Knight explained. "I needed to gather information so I could make conclusive judgements."

He showed the Hero Association executive the multitude of notes he had collected on the Monster Association.

"That's how I fight," he continued. "The Hero Association is completely short of hands, isn't it? Metal Bat and Tanktop Master are in hospital, Goddess is away due to whatever this 'family business' is, Sweet Mask is in jail, half of the Guardians are in hospital, and many of your heroes are dead. The Hero Association is starting to crumble. Something - or someone - is taking it down from the inside. It's not just the Monster Association. There is something else here. Something much larger."

"Child Emperor mentioned a traitor," Sekingar agreed. "But who could it be?"

"I believe it may be an Akademi student," Drive Knight said. "I've been investigating it since the murders began. Unlike Child Emperor, I chose to take a more outward approach as to not draw suspicion to myself."

"An Akademi Student…" Sekingar said, furrowing his brow. "But which one? You couldn't surely mean…"

"It could be Goddess," Drive Knight said. "I was looking through online forms. It seems some of her own students are losing faith in her. Not to mention she has a business partnership with Metal Knight, who himself might be a traitor as well. Whether or not she is the traitor, there is something shady going on between them. Plus, an Akademi High student by the name of Kaga Kusha works under Metal Knight as well."

"Why do you suspect Metal Knight?" Sekingar asked.

"He sent one of his favourite robots, ironically named Metal Knight, to investigate the Monster Association," Drive Knight replied. "That same robot contains all his data on the Hero Association. Any monster who wields it could easily take down the Hero Association. And I would like to add that Saikou Corp often helps build these robots."

"But Goddess wouldn't…" Sekingar shook his head. "No, that doesn't seem like something she would do."

"Ultimately, we don't know much about Goddess other than what she presents herself as," Drive Knight retorted. "Who knows what she is planning, really? I know for a fact that she lied about something. She once stated that she has no relation to Traveller, but this is not true. Traveller is her aunt. And I know that she knows… Traveller is still out there, and she is alive."

Sekingar raised his brow. "You do?! Where is Traveller? How'd you get this information?"

Drive Knight was about to respond, but he was interrupted by the sound of a robot. It was G5, on his last leg.

The robot crawled towards the two. "I will destroy the both of you!"

"I can't stop him," Drive Knight admitted. "I used my power taking out that other monster."

Just as the monster was about to attack, Genos appeared. He launched his foot through the monster, destroying it.

"Genos…" Drive Knight breathed.

"Fear not, I will rescue everyone," Genos declared.

He grabbed the other heroes that had been ordered to fight monsters, carrying them on his back. He raced through, taking them out of the base.

Sekingar sighed. The support team had failed… but at least they still had the S Class heroes.

Drive Knight grimaced at his phone, staring at the message he'd sent the girl.

She is finally making progress… excellent.

A/N: I'm not totally happy with this chapter tbh... I wrote it before the manga was changed, so it follows the webcomic more closely. But don't worry, Psykorochi is coming...