AN: So I know I'm probably late to the game for this fandom, but hey, better late than never.
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Also, this is one of two ideas I have for BMHA, don't know when I'll post that one, but please enjoy this one!
Exchange Student Program
"Geez, it feels like we're heading into a horror movie. Why is everything so foggy and creepy looking?" Nemuri Kayama asked, glancing out the town car's window to take in the view around her. She rubbed her arms and tucked them close while she looked. They were surrounded on all sides by a dense forest that seemed to breathe and move in closer to them the longer she looked. She noticed that despite there being a thick covering of leaves on the forest floor, many of the trees around them were still full and dark green. Add on the thick fog that seemed to stretch on forever in all directions, and you have the perfect environment for a horror movie. She glanced at the rearview mirror and caught the eyes of the driver. He was just as creepy looking, if not more, as the forest around them.
"The Pacific Coast region of U.A's North American branch takes extreme precautions when it comes to the protection of it's students, Ms. Midnight. The forest and fog are a deterrent for...unsavory characters." The driver chuckled to himself, but it only creeped her out further. The man was a ghostly white, lanky and tall, too tall to be normal, with sunken eyes the color of rust, and hair that moved and looked like mist. Midnight and her companions had an idea that the fog around them was connected to their driver.
"Deterrent?" Kayama's fellow teacher and second companion, Shouta Aizawa, asked the driver. He looked like he was uninterested, but she could see the way his eyes were anazlyzing everything around them, cataloging every little detail. She wasn't the only one that was feeling anxious.
"Hehehe, anyone who walks into the forest will suddenly find themselves lost, and well, if they happen to stay in too long, the fog makes sure to remind them the consequences of trespassing." The driver stated, his dark humor leaking into his explanation. Aizawa snapped his eyes towards the man, tempted to use his quirk on him and see if the fog would disappear. "Oh, I wouldn't try that, Mr. Eraser Head. I'm the first level of security, and if I were you, I wouldn't want to see the second level." The driver said, grinning wide and showcasing his sharp and jagged teeth. The two Pro Heroes felt chills run down their spines.
Were they driving to a Hero high school, or was this man a villian in disguise?!
"Now, now, there's no need to be on guard you two." Nezu, their Principal and last companion, reminded them. "U.A Pacific is world known for protecting their students. Out of all of the branches and departments U.A. has, this one and ours are the only two to never have been attacked by villians before. And I believe it's due to our driver's Quirk, am I right?" He asked, polite and civil as always. The driver hid his teeth again, before nodding as he turned onto a hidden road. Kayama and Aizawa glanced at each other; neither of them had seen the opening in the forest.
"Correct as always, Mr. Principal. U.A. Pacific is the only branch in all of U.A. that teaches students with the more darker quirks. Mental, toxic, shapeshifting, etc. All of them are given the same opportunity to study and train to become heroes, if they so choose." He explained as they headed towards the school. The road they were on seemed to be a little less intimidating the closer they got, with the forest and fog thinning out until they were suddenly gone and they were facing the school.
Kayama gasped, the school looked like something out of a gothic novel with it's moss and ivy covered stones, large stained glass windows, and arched entryways. She felt inspired and also a little intimidated by the sheer size of it. It was a literal castle, out in the middle of the forest! There was even a black iron wought gate they had to drive through. Her face must've expressed her awe, because the driver was chuckling again as he pulled up to the main entrance and turned the car off.
"Welcome to Grimm Castle."
"Mr. Principal, a pleasure to finally meet in person."
"Ah, Dean Dracul, the pleasure is all mine." The person in question gave a terrifying grin before gesturing that they follow them. All three followed after them, a silent question hanging in the air around them. Do they address the Dean as sir, or ma'am?!
"I do hope the ride from the airport to here wasn't unpleasant?" Dean Dracul asked, turning their head to look at the small group. Their eyes seemed to glow in the shadow of the cattle skull they wore on their head, effectively hiding their face and anything distinguishing them as one gender or the other. Even their voice was raspy and bare of any hints. And the uniform they wore - an all black suit, with a black vest, black button up, and black tie - made it hard to figure out the puzzle.
"Oh no, it was quite enchanting. You were not exaggerating when you said the area surrounding your school would be unusual. The driver was kind enough to explain your first security level." Mr. Principal engaged the Dean in small talk, while Aizawa and Kayama glanced around the school and took in the details. It looked like the interior hadn't been updated since the early 40's; the floors were a dark cherry wood, the walls were made of the same stone as the exterior, and even the doorways seemed a bit vaulted and grand. Not to mention, the halls were much wider, in order to accommodate all of the lockers they saw. There were random stairs leading up and down, interspersed throughout, and it seemed the lighting was kept to a soft yellow glow. All in all, they both felt like they had stepped into another time period just by looking around.
As they followed the two school leaders, they noticed a couple students milling around in the halls. They were in small, mixed groups, and judging by their uniforms, uniformity was strict. Both the males and females wore black suits that were tailored to fit, with some of them choosing to wear the black vest. Others opted to not, and it looked like all students were required to wear a black tie with a white button down, the style being left to them. How unusual.
Soon they reached a set of double doors that looked taller than any of the others they had seen so far. The Dean looked over their shoulder at their entourage, a sharp grinning showcasing their elongnated canines.
"Time to see your exchange student, no?"
She heard them the minute the doors opened, but she couldn't focus on that. Not while she had an opponent in front of her, goading her into attacking first with his cocky and arrogant taunts. She steeled her nerves and focused, letting the excitement of battle wash over her. Everything else, the eyes watching her, the thought of being analyzed, all of that fell into the recess of her mind. All that mattered was her, her opponent, and winning this spar.
"What's wrong, pussy cat, scared to make the first move?" Her opponent, a second year in the heroics department, taunted. He knew she hated that term, knew she hated being classed as one thing when her unique quirk allowed her to move into many. She narrowed her eyes at him, golden orbs locked onto his body, her not quite human pupils catching every little movement he made. Every breath he took, every twitch his muscles made. She watched and analyzed, and waited.
There.
Without warning, she was moving, running towards him with her fist raised like she was going to strike him in the face. He smirked and threw his arms up to block, missing the way she grinned. She stopped short in front of him, pivoted on her left heel so she could turn quickly, and threw her right leg up into a side strike. It connected, causing her opponent to go flying a couple feet sideways. She brought her leg down and went into a defensive crouch, knowing that her attack had simply pissed him off. He slid to a stop before charging forward, roaring in anger, his right fist raised to hit her hard. But she was prepared, she always was. Her crouch afforded her the opportunity to push his fist to the side while also grabbing it. She twisted her body backwards and due to her grip on him, he went flying over her. He landed on his back, hard. She heard him struggle to catch his breath, and created some distance between them.
When was he going to use his quirk? She thought, eyes narrowed in caution.
Apparently now, as he got up and shot a black orb at her. She dodged and rolled, tucking her arms close to her as she waited till the last second to move out of the way of each orb, which was only fueling her opponents anger.
"AGH! QUIT SHOWING OFF YOU STUCK UP BITCH!" He shouted, throwing more orbs at her. She waited as one passed by her head, feeling the corrosive energy contained in it. She pressed her lips in a thin line and decided that it was time to end things. He was acting erratic and had lost his focus.
She closed her eyes slowly, letting her mind fade into the fog that surrounded it, and opened them again, but her vision was sharper this time.
And lower. She felt the coiled muscles of her new form and leapt, her new form surprising her opponent as her pounce connected. She knocked him down and opened her maw wide enough to show off her pretty new teeth. He struggled to get her off, until she latched her mouth around his throat. He stilled, knowing that while there was no pressure, she didn't have complete control in these forms and it was best to submit.
Angrily, he spat out Uncle and waited for her to make that connection and switch back. She released his throat and jumped off of him, but instead of switching back, she leap towards the wall, jumped off of it, and landed on the bannister of the viewing area above them. The Dean was smiling at her.
"Such a wonderful spar, Ms. Ferox. Your abilities in close combat never cease to amaze me. Do turn back to normal my dear, I have some good news." Amelia blinked slowly, letting her mind come back in from the fog. When she opened them again, she was back to her normal human self, though she was a little concerned as to why there were three random people staring at her. And why was the Dean still smiling at her like that?
AN: Okay, so this chapter is mostly just laying the groundwork for my OC, Amelia Ferox, an American foreign exchange student who gets to go to U.A. Japan.
As you can clearly see, I decided to make a school where kids with quirks that might be considered darker, or even "villianous" can have the same opportunities as those who have the more flashy/ "cool" quirks. And yeah, I like the idea of a school being placed somewhere kinda creepy looking or foreboding, especially if it's gonna cater to the darker side of heroes.
Please let me know what you think in your reviews, and just so you know, this is going to be OCxHitoshi Shinso, with some one-sided crushes with other characters!