Hybrid.
Gamer: WOW! Last chapter did surprisingly well!
Proto: How was it surprising?
Gamer: Well there's not a lot of Predator/Boku No Hero fanfics, in fact when I googled it I only got two options, a fanfic called AVP: Hero, and this one. (Also if you want check that fic out, I dunno just, whatever.)
Proto: Huh, interesting. Shall we go to the reviews?
Gamer: Yeah sure.
Guest: Momo.
Gamer: One vote for Momo, got it.
The True Wild Thing: It's a really interesting concept and I hope you continue with it.
Proto: Well you heard them Gamer, continue with it.
Gamer: Yeah yeah whatever. *sulks as continues typing on keyboard*
Firem78910: Looks good and go for Ochako.
Gamer: And one vote for Uraraka, kay then.
Soda Hazard Academia: Interesting choice of a crossover since the new Predator movie did come out recently. We don't get a lot of space type Academia stories and this feels fresh for some reason. As for girl of choice, I would definitely go for Uraraka and her astronaut theme. Having Mina as the main girl feels too cliche and we're honestly very lucky to see any crossover stories or any stories at all having Izuocha as the main focus.
Gamer: True, I've not seen many crossover fics with Izuku and Uraraka together. And I actually saw the new Predator movie. Not bad I suppose but it doesn't really match the first film.
Proto: How so?
Gamer: Well the Yautja in the newest film just kind of attacked everyone, it didn't 'hunt' them like the first film did.
Proto: True, but the Mega-Predator was a pretty cool concept.
Gamer: Hell the fuck yeah, giant Yautja with mega strength? Sign me up!
KingJGamer: Wow... so... do the aliens appear in this or is it just the predators?
Gamer: Oh don't worry, the Xeno's will be making some big appearances, we'll first just get Hanto/Xier/Izuku into Yuuei and establish boundaries and relationships and stuff. I think we'll get our first look at a Xenomorph on theeeee 6th chapter? Rough estimate but yah know, whatever.
Proto: We actually have some very good numbers Gamer.
Gamer: Oh yeah?
Proto: 5 reviews, 6 favourites and 13 follows already.
Gamer: Daaaang, and I only left like, not even a week in between chapters. Nice.
Proto: To the story?
Gamer: To the story! (Also it appears Uraraka won sorry I didn't mention that my bad bro's.)
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Chapter 2: Establishment.
Hanto ran his fingers over the human attire in front of him, Yuuei' official uniform. A grey jacket over a white shirt with a red tie and dark green pants. Honestly Hanto didn't know what he was expecting, but maybe something with a bit more 'flare' from the world's top hero academy? Whatever the case, Hanto gave a slight shrug and proceeded to don the attire, grabbing a bag he bought with some 'liberated' funds and filling it with whatever he'd need, notebooks, science and geographical texts, supplies and so on.
It only took Hanto maybe 10 minutes to walk to Yuuei, as his current headquarters was an abandoned apartment complex located just south of the school, but was laid smack dab in the middle of an entirely empty block of houses and buildings. Most likely due to some villain attack that was never fixed. He'd already set up a bed and exercise equipment for temporary use, however the ship he arrived to earth on would hold any trophies or volatile weaponry he had.
So lost in his musing was he, that Hanto didn't realize he had made it to the school until he heard the laughter of people just behind him. Snapping out of his thoughts, Hanto quickened his pace to class 1-A, where an obscenely large red door was located.
"I've heard of overcompensating, but this is ridiculous." Hanto muttered. Opening the door, he made his way in only for his eardrums to be assaulted by the indignant yelling of Glasses.
"Have you no shame!? These desks bared the work of heroes before us and you insult them by kicking your feet upon the table!? Remove your feet this instant!" Glasses ordered, pointing at a blond haired and red eyed boy whom was lazily sitting with his feet on the table. Groaning, Hanto tuned the entirety of the conversation out and proceeded to sit in the corner, where he could watch the entrance to see who he would be learning with for the next 3 years. However, as fate would have it;
"Hi Hanto!" An excited voice said, causing Hanto to turn and find Uraraka standing beside him. "Nice to see you again!" She continued.
"Hello Uraraka, good to see you well." Hanto greeted. "Yeah, my leg is feeling really great thanks to Recovery Girl, it doesn't even ache!" Uraraka exclaimed, bouncing on her leg for emphasis. "Well, good for you." Hanto said. "Oh! By the way, how are your hands doing, since you didn't want Recovery Girl to heal them and all." She asked. With a shrug Hanto pilled his fists up, showing the still red knuckles with a series of band-aids haphazardly slapped on. "Oh, just fine, it was a small injury really, no need for concern." Hanto answered. Before Uraraka could continue speak, a tired and weary voice sounded from the front of the classroom.
"If your here to socialise, then I suggest you get out." It said. Blinking in confusion, a majority of the students peaked over the desk, only to find a man wrapped in a yellow sleeping bag. Is he a caterpillar or something!? They thought. Their homeroom teacher stood, prising from his cocoon and glaring at the still standing students. "Well, why are you all still standing? Get to your seats!" The teacher ordered. Near instantly, the group that was still standing shot to their seats, just a little bit afraid of their new teacher. Tsking in disapproval, Aizawa Shouta paced in front of the fearful students. "It took you all 8 seconds to quiet down, this is unacceptable. Time is valuable and I won't let you all waste mine. I am Aizawa Shouto, your homeroom teacher." He said in a bored tone. I like this guy already. Hanto thought, letting out a slight smirk. "Now follow me, I will be the one to give your assessment test." Aizawa continued, only for Uraraka to shoot her hand into the air. "U-uhm, sir? What about the entrance ceremony?" She questioned. Aizawa turned and gave her a bored look. "The ceremony is a waste of time. Teacher's at Yuuei are given a lot of room for their curriculums, most of us use this to our full ability, now hurry it up and follow me outside."
Like rats to the pied-piper, most of the students (bar Hanto and the blond haired teen from before) rushed after their teacher outside to find a courtyard. "First off we will be doing the soft ball throw, than the standing long jump, than the repeated side steps, grip strength and 50 meter dash. You are allowed to use your quirks to the fullest during all of these tests. You, at the back!" Aizawa suddenly ordered, pointing to Katsuki, whom was grumbling at being called out. "Without your quirk, what is your best at the softball throw?" Aizawa questioned.
"Tch, 246 feet." Katsuki answered. "Good, now do it again, with your quirk." Aizawa ordered. With a sadistic grin, Katsuki caught the soft ball thrown to him and raised his arm back, and with a roar of "DIE!" threw the ball, with an explosion rocking in his hand, sending the ball flying. "2313, well done. Next!" Aizawa ordered. When no one immediately came forward, Aizawa pointed towards Hanto. "You're next, now move it." He demanded. Shrugging, Hanto took the proffered softball. Raising his arm back, Hanto threw the ball up and over before it reached too far to be seen. "426 feet. Nice job, but this time, use your quirk." Aizawa ordered. The students behind Hanto were rightfully shocked. 426 feet and he didn't even use a quirk!? Internally, Hanto was thinking on how to play this. For one, he had no quirk, at least none he knew of. And second, if he changed to his Yautja form, it would give far too much away too soon.
Then again, if he only partially changed it would still leave his full capabilities a mystery. With a plan of action decided, Hanto pulled his arm back, and threw, however in the middle of arc he let a small portion of his Yautja blood run through, enough to give him strength necessary to reach 2314 feet. "And done, 2314 feet, nice job." Aizawa said.
"Wow! That's so awesome!" Mina Ashido said. Turning, Aizawa glared at her and raised an inquisitive eyebrow, "Oh really? 'Awesome' is it? Well then. From here on, anyone who comes last in the apprehension test will be expelled!" He declared. The students gasped in shock at this, wondering how he could be so cruel. "This Yuuei Academy, we don't train you to be 'awesome', we train you to be heroes! And so you will all act like them! Next!"
Nodding, Hanto turned and made his way back to the group, only to meet the death glare of Katsuki Bakugou, his red eyes locked with Hanto's green ones. For a split second the two stared at each other, but the moment passed when Hanto looked away.
It continued onwards from there. The students were ran through the exercises by the demon that was Aizawa Shouta, though to Hanto-with his Yautja training-the obstacles and exercises were a breeze. And Aizawa watched him like a hawk, rarely looking away while Hanto was performing. After a solid hour of torture, the students were all given a reprieve when Aizawa called to halt, standing in front of a large screen. "These are your scores of the apprehension test. Remember the student placed in last will be expelled! So cross your fingers and hope.
1st place: Hanto Hasashi.
2nd place: Momo Yaoyorozu.
3rd place: Shoto Todoroki.
4th place: Katsuki Bakugou.
5th place: Tenya Iida.
6th place: Fumikage Tokoyami.
7th place: Mezo Shoji.
8th place: Mashirao Ojiro.
9th place: Eijiro Kirishima.
10th place: Mina Ashido.
11th place: Ochako Uraraka.
12th place: Koji Koda.
13th place: Rikido Sota.
14th place: Tsuyu Asui.
15th place: Yuga Aoyama.
16th place: Hanta Sero.
17th place: Denki Kaminari.
18th place: Kyoka Jiro.
19th place: Toru Hagakure.
20th place: Minoru Mineta.
Mineta, the bottom ringer, was devastated. He was being kicked out of Yuuei, his dream was being crushed in front of his eyes as Aizawa glared at the students before-"By the way I lied, no one is getting expelled." . . . YOU TRICKED US!? Was the general consensus of the class, with Hanto withholding a snicker at the back. He really did like that guy. "Yep, no one is getting expelled, I lied to get you all to give the test your all." Aizawa continued, casually sipping his juice pouch (who the fuck puts juice in a pouch anyway? Did the americans do this? Or was it the europeans? Fucking hell juice in a pouch WTF!?) and throwing it away. Mineta felt his heart shatter before suddenly reforming as he cried in gratitude on the ground. "So the grape ball lives another day." Hanto muttered, more than a little pissed off that the perverted little ball wasn't getting the kick out of here, but what can you do.
After Aizawa shocked the majority of the class into silence, he ordered them all to leave and get some lunch. Smirking, Hanto marched to the cafeteria with a smug smirk that sent shivers down those around him.
"Uhhh. Hanto? Are you okay? You look a little . . . murdery." Mina asked, shivering behind Uraraka, who looked a little terrified herself. Turning, Hanto nodded and made his way down the hall, leaving a majority of the students behind. Mina (now that Mr Murder was gone) grew excited and somehow managed grab all of the girls and dragged them towards a different hall, leaving them alone for 'girl talk'. "Okay girls! First up! . . . Any cute guys?" She asked, making the rest of the girls look at her like she grew a second head.
"Mina, we have been here one day, is the really a talk we need to have at this moment?" Momo asked, sighing at her fellow student. "Of course we do Momo! We need to set boundaries see?" Mina answered excitedly. Sighing, the girls realized the Mina wouldn't leave this subject be and resigned to their fate. "C'mon c'mon, who looks like good boyfriend material!?" Mina asked.
"Uuuhm, Tenya doesn't seem too bad?" Toru said, tilting her head in thought (not that anyone could see.) "Hmmmm, true he's not bad to look at, but kind of stuck up, but that's just me I guess." Mina commented. Humming in thought, Momo raised her hand before speaking (*cough*teachers pet*cough) "What of Hanto Hasashi?" She asked.
"The guy seems to prefer being on his own." Jiro idly commented, scrolling through her phone as she chewed some bubble gum. "Yeah, but the guy is pretty hot too." Mina said, smirking as Uraraka and Momo blushed at her brash comment. Tsuyu seemed to give no shis (she never does) and as for Toru, well they couldn't really tell what she thought. "T-This really is a b-bad time to be talking about such things." Momo stuttered, her eyes downcast. "Exactly, we should totally stop right now!" Uraraka quietly exclaimed. Raising a curious eyebrow, Mina tilted her head at them both, "Why is that?"
"Probably because I'm right behind you." A new voice said. Yelping in surprise, Mina turned to find Hanto looking down at her with one eyebrow raised as Jiro dropped her phone in shock. "H-Hanto, h-hey there, we didn't hear you coming." Mina said, backing away slightly. "You wouldn't would you. No matter, I came here to see if any of you have seen a living grape ball." Hanto said. "U-uhm, a grape . . . ball?" Uraraka questioned. "Mineta, I'm hunting for Mineta." Hanto explained. "Oh! Uhm, no, we haven't seen him actually, why do you ask?" Toru asked. Grunting in annoyance, Hanto reached into his bag and pulled out a pink bra, "Probably because the little bastard tried hiding this in my bag." He ground out, his eyebrow twitching in annoyance. "Hey! Those are mine! How'd he even get those!?" Uraraka exclaimed, grabbing the bra and shoving it in her bag as quick as she could. "As I was saying, I'm hunting for Mineta." Hanto continued. "Well, we haven't seen the little creep since that apprehension test, but if we find him, we promise to bring him to you on a platter." Jiro promised, her eyes glinting with fury. Nodding, Hanto turned and left the girls to their own devices, not particularly caring one way or another. All he wanted was Mineta, possibly in pieces.
Later that night.
Sadly, Hanto didn't manage to find Mineta that day, but he quietly promised himself that he would personally enjoy shaking that little bastard like a fucking maraca. Grumbling, Hanto concentrated on his text, calming himself with Galileo's biggest theory, Heliocentrism. He'd already fortified his base of operations (the abandoned apartment complex) with electronic locks and metal pipes he absconded from a construction site about 30 minutes away, and could safely say that not much would be able to sneak in without him being alerted at the least.
Tomorrow was a big day, he knew. The entirety of class 1-A would be lead to the practical exam courtyard and would partake in a faux villain vs hero match in one of the many fake buildings. How he knew this? Well, he may or may not have a little 'reconnaissance' into the Yuuei staff room and printed out a few of the teacher's curriculum plans, but again, he may NOT have done that.
Smirking to himself, Hanto closed his and stashed it away, closing the lid of his metal chest with a resounding thud and turning to see his Yautja armour laid out before him. The curriculum only told so much, and he didn't have a clue as to who he would be facing so decided to get for the 'repel against all' approach. A few electromagnetic traps, one of his shoulder caster's set to a stun level, a rolled up net with weights at the corner of the woven octagon, arm blades, obviously, 4 smart disks, his control gauntlet and pet project of his. A small hand held weapon designed much like a human hand gun, but slightly longer and with less rectangular appearance. Checking the 'magazine', Hanto counted his 'propelled cameras', each with a one inch spike connected to a rotator that would allow the small camera to move at different angles, with a small screen programmed to show at the corner of his vision whenever he was wearing his bio mask, allowing his hands to be free while he simultaneously checked whatever angle the camera was facing. Hanto let a small amount of pride fill his chest as he counted these 'watcher bullets', all 14 of them.
Tomorrow would be a big day, and the hunt would be a satisfactory one, despite the fact that no death's would be permitted.
The next day.
Hanto sat at the back corner, his gaze locked on the classroom entrance, waiting for this 'All Might', a popular figure by the media's standards. Hanto had done extensive research on the subject of the number one hero, and concluded a few things. One, he was powerful, with strength capable of dwarfing that of even the strongest of Yautja, if the videos were any proof. Two, he was honourable, often risking his life and limb to save hostages or civilians, so he was one who the Yautja/Human hybrid could respect. Three, he was dying, or at least weaking. After going through All Might's records, Hanto found a somewhat, disconcerting pattern. Early in his career, All Might seemed to apprehend and combat villains for up to 8 hours a day. 5 years ago that number dropped to 7. 4 years ago it was 6 hours. And 3 years ago, that number dropped and stayed at about 4 ½ - 5 hours. All Might's time was slowly running out, and by Hanto's reckoning, if All Might sustained a bad enough injury than he could be put out for good within a year, maybe only a few months if the wound is bad enough.
Before he could think further, All Might in his 'silver age' costume, rushed through the door, his smile strong on his jawline.
"I AM HERE! COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" He exclaimed. THE HELL YOU ARE! Hanto internally screamed, but kept his face impassive. Around him were the awestruck looks of his fellow students, even Todoroki and Katsuki looked at him with at least some modicum of respect. With a flick of his eyes Hanto caught Uraraka staring at All Might with awe, and felt a derisive snort attempt to escape his closed lips. He would have to talk to her about that. "Good evening students! I will be your Hero Course instructor! Today we will be practicing villain-vs-hero combat, HOWEVER! First you will need these!" All Might said, pressing a button on a remote he had hidden in his massive fist, causing lockers to slide seamlessly out of the left wall. "Your HERO COSTUMES! After your practical exams you were all commissioned to draw your costume and write the modifications! A hero's costume is what defines a man or woman when they arrive, showing the populace that they shall be saved. Your costume is your first impression! Ah, speaking of which, Mr. Hasashi?" All Might called, causing the entirety of the class to turn and face Hanto.
"Yes?" He asked. "I noticed that you did not commission a costume, may you tell us why?" All Might questioned. Nodding, Hanto adjusted his stance in his seat and looked All Might dead in the eye. "I already have my own 'costume' prepared, its just in my school locker outside." Hanto answered, the word 'costume' quietly spat with venom, though only All Might seemed to have notice. Hanto however took some insult to his Yautja armour being called a 'costume', costumes were for human children! Not a full blooded Yautja warrior who killed a full grown Xenomorph and used its acidic blood to mark himself with his clan's insignia! Back to All Might, "AHA! Excellent work Mr. Hasashi! Very well, we will be walking past your school lockers anyways, so simply grab as we are walking past, follow me!" All Might exclaimed.
30 minutes later.
The boys and girls were, obviously, separated once they reached the changing rooms. Hanto took a closed off area and checked his armour and weaponry as he donned them, the process so familiar that he was the first one out of the males to be finished. With quick steps Hanto marched out and waited with his back to the wall. It took the boys to be done in about 10 minutes, with the girls taking 15. Hanto supposed that there was a least a little truth to the myth that women took more time to prepare. Or maybe the girls in his class were simply more cautious as they donned their clothing. Wonder why?
The entirety of class 1-A were settled just in front of All Might, apparently waiting for Hanto as they had yet to notice him.
"Hey Tenya, have you seen Hanto around? Or is he still changing?" Uraraka asked, turning to her much taller friend with a curious expression.
"Apologies Uraraka, but I haven't interacted with him since the practical exam. Which reminds me, I must apologise for my behaviour towards him during Present Mic's presentation." Tenya replied, his knight-like armour shining in the sunlight. Hanto decided that his observations were done with for now, and walked towards the main grouping. "I'm right here." He said, causing a majority of the students to turn towards him, making them gasp at his 'costume'.
Hanto's armour was somewhat minimal, covering his shins, thighs, forearms and shoulders with a large 'mesh' as an inlay underneath, leaving his pale chest bare and with only a dark brown loincloth to cover his privates. In one hand was his bio mask while the other rested on his hip. What really caught their attention however were the 'ornaments', a series of sharp teeth strung on a necklace, and with what appeared to be beast skulls tied on a string connecting to his hip. Put it simply he cut a rather terrifying figure.
Uraraka however was in awe at his costume, he looked like some sort of beastial hunter! "Woooooah! Hanto your costume is so COOL!" She exclaimed. Hanto smirked at her and gave her a once over, finding her attire . . . interesting. Large pink armour on her forearms and shins with a skin tight black and pink suit being the only thing covering her, with some pink helmet with a visor as her cranial protection. "You look rather interesting yourself." He said. Chuckling nervously, Uraraka rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment, "Uhm, yeah, you see I didn't write down how 'thick' or 'thin' the suit was supposed to be and they just made it, I dunno, tight I guess?" She said, voicing it more like a question than a statement. Humming in thought, Hanto looked her over again with a critical eye. "Well, it's more than likely for the best. With a skin tight suit such as yours it leaves an opponent unable to grab her clothing and trip you over, yes?" Hanto stated.
"Ahem! As interesting as this conversation is, perhaps we should start the lesson yes?" All Might interrupted, causing Uraraka to blush and for Hanto to roll his eyes at his teacher. Can't Hanto just have a nice conversation with an ally? Or would she be considered a friend by now? Hmmm, further investigation was warranted. "Now, to the lesson, all of you will be paired with another student and pitted against another duo inside the building just behind me. One duo shall be the heroes and the other duo shall be the villains! Villains will be directed to one of the floors of the building and will defend a fake bomb while the heroes attempt to either capture the villains with capture tape, or to touch the bomb, ending the match. First we shall draw lots to decide who will be working with who!" All Might exclaimed, reaching into a box that seemed to have many slips of paper inside, probably their names.
Luckily for Hanto, he was paired with Uraraka, whom he could work well with. They were Team A. Glasses, or 'Tenya' as Uraraka seemed to call him, was paired with the hot headed blond, Katsuki Bakugou. They were Team D. Hanto couldn't help but feel just a little bit of retribution, due to Tenya's attitude towards him just before the exam. He didn't concentrate much on the other students, what with only Uraraka being his ally and all, but he did wait rather impatiently for All Might to decide who would be pitted against who and under which side, heroes or villains? "The first match shall be . . . Team A as villains vs Team D as heroes!" All Might exclaimed. "Prepare yourselves villains, for you will be given a maximum of 5 minutes to prepare your defences!" He continued, handing them all an earpiece, which allowed them to communicate with their allies if seperated.
Hanto and Uraraka nodded and made their way to the faux hideout, quickly finding the bomb on the fifth floor. "Uraraka, what was your quirk again?" Hanto asked. "Oh! Whenever I touch something with all of my fingers, I take away their gravity, but the heavier the item the more nausea I get, and I can only left up to 3 tonnes at the moment." She answered. Hanto's mind worked quickly, coming to a quick strategy. With a tensing of the arm, Hanto's arm blades shinked! out, and Hanto quickly got to work slashing at the walls and pillars, causing bits of rubble to fall to the ground. "Uhhh, Hanto, what are you doing?" Uraraka asked. "Ammunition, use the rubble like the soft balls from the apprehension test, make them weightless with your quirk and throw them, or bat them if you can find something to act like a baseball bat." Hanto explained. "Hey that's a good idea!" Uraraka exclaimed, rushing around the room until she managed to find a metal bar that seemed to be lightly entrenched into the wall. With a grunt she managed to slip it out of its prison, giving a few practice swings to test its weight. Nodding, Hanto turned to the door and gave it a glare. "I'll slip out and defend directly, I'll use the earpieces to give you directions of where Team D will be attacking." Hanto explained. Uraraka nodded and gave him an excited thumbs up. "You can count on me!" She happily explained.
Turning, Hanto strode out the door with only 2 minutes to prepare before Team D would attack. With quick movements Hanto placed the bio mask on his head and grabbed out 2 electro nets, setting them in corners on 2 of the corners on the floor below.
Up in the control tower, the rest of class 1-A were all watching the screens intently, most focused on Hanto since Uraraka wasn't currently doing anything. All Might was also watching the screen intently, mostly because Hanto seemed to have a deadly weapon that, from the looks of things, he was proficient in. For now he would say nothing, since he had not used it on a fellow student, however if he did than All Might would give him a warning over the intercom.
"Yeesh, I can't be the only one who's a little scared of Hanto right now, I mean did you see those blade things, yeoch!" Mina whispered, leaning to her partner Aoyama, whom nodded in agreement.
"Those blades may be deadly, however, Hanto seems comfortable with them and is more than likely trained to use them. Combined with his attire I'd say Hanto is at least somewhat experienced in combat." Momo added, tapping her finger against her arm in thought. This unsettled All Might, as the idea of one of his students, even if they are as . . . rough as Hanto learning to fight, and fight against humans at such an age made him wonder what type of life Hanto led.
Back to the hideout, Tenya and Bakugou marched in, with Tenya carefully scanning the halls while Bakugou rushed right forward, his face set in a scowl as usual.
"We must be careful, Hanto Hasashi is more than likely an experienced combatant and has probably already set traps for us to step right into." Tenya warned, his steps just as fast but far more careful. Bakugou ignored Tenya in favour of rushing forward in search of Hanto, the one who somehow beat him at the apprehension test! With round face he could deal, because of her quirk and all, but with Hanto he was plain old pissed! The idea of that bastard beating him was absurd, but still that fuck BEAT HIM! As Katsuki rushed forward, Tenya was still on the lookout, searching for any sign of traps or for Hanto himself. Multiple times he felt someone watching him, and multiple times he could've sworn he saw a shadow moving, but each time there was nothing, no one.
Katsuki marched forward, his eyes locked forward as he turned a corner, only to find a figure waiting for them at the end of the hall.
"THERE HE IS!" Katsuki yelled, small pops and explosions going off in his hands, a sure sign of his anger. "Bakugou, please calm yourse-" "SHUT IT FOUR EYES! Oi you fuck faced bastard! Get over here so I can beat the shit out of you!" Katsuki yelled. Hanto tilted his head to the side, his mask shimmering in the low light. "Why aren't you saying anything! ANSWER ME DAMMIT!" Katsuki continued. Hanto let out a cold chuckle and brought his control gauntlet up, his fingers hovering over the buttons teasingly. "Welcome to your own personal hell." He toned, pressing a quick combination of buttons and shimmering before he himself was gone, the space he occupied empty.
Up in the console booth, all of 1-A, and All Might himself gasped in shock. Hanto had just disappeared from view, none of the monitors showed his movements or where he had gone to. He had just . . . disappeared. "WHAT THE HELL!?" Mina loudly exclaimed, and All Might couldn't even reprimand her for her language as he himself was wondering that exact question. What the hell had Hanto just done?
With Hanto, still cloaked, just a little ways off from Katsuki Bakugou, he was stealthing his way to one of the many, many blank walls, crouching in a corner and pulling out his camera launcher, aiming for the ends of the two converging halls and shooting one after another, two small screens popping into existence inside his masking, leaving enough room for Hanto see. With practiced movements Hanto placed an electric net and tensed his arm, readying his blades. With practiced movements Hanto sliced into the walls, the marks appearing quite suddenly to those watching in the control booth. The clawing gave sufficient noise for Katsuki Bakugou to rush towards the simple trap, with Tenya following only out of necessity. Hanto quickly rushed out of the way and put a finger to his communicator, linking to Uraraka. "Uraraka, Team D are both on the second floor, so prepare to start hearing some yelling, I'll slowly start weakening them so they can be quickly finished off, understood?" He whispered, watching as Katsuki and Tenya got closer and closer to his trap on one of his screens. "Got it Hanto, I have a bunch of rocks weightless and aimed at the doors, all set." Was her answer. Letting out a clicking chuckle, Hanto marched to the third floor, sitting in a corner with his net grasped in one hand, crouched right next to the stairwell.
With Katsuki and Tenya, the two were slowing down as they witnessed Hanto's marks on the walls. This served two purposes, not only does it cause noise allowing a hunter to lead his prey into a trap, it also gives the prey a distinct fear of what made those marks, an instinctual reaction, though in the case of Katsuki this was dulled slightly, but it still distracted him enough for him to not notice the small silver disk attached to the shadowed corner of the floor. Tenya however, did. "Watch out!" He cried, pushing Katsuki forward and landing in the trap himself, his left ankle being ensnared by a red energy wire, the warm feeling strange and disconcerting. Katsuki looked at his partner and cursed Hanto for his trap. "Dammit, that fucker is teasing us! He should just come on down and fucking fight me like a man dammit!" He yelled. "Bakugou, I'm not entirely sure how to untrap myself from this snare, nor am I so sure if I am out for the count, however, time is running out, hurry and find the bomb!" Tenya ordered. Katsuki needed nothing more, and rushed to the stairwell, almost being caught by another one of Hanto's electric snares.
Hanto could hear Bakugou rushing towards him, the resounding explosions of his anger were enough indication to know where he was coming from, and Hanto had a smirk under his mask. So far all was according to plan. And just as he thought that, Hanto felt the ground underneath him tremble as an irate Bakugou exploded his way through the floor, using the propollsion to send himself upwards onto the third floor. Shit, that put a damper on things. Quickly stashing the net away, Hanto uncloaked himself, leading to Bakugou staring him down. "YOU!" He yelled, charging at Hanto in his anger. Instead of cloaking himself, Hanto ran, and often turned to deliver a quick kick or punch to the irate teen, leading Bakugou to either having to stop and block, or continue and take the hit. Hanto ran and Bakugou followed, right into the bomb room where Uraraka started smashing the weightless rocks in front of her with the metal bar, sending them flying like bullets at Katsuki, smashing into his chest, arms and legs with great force.
5 minutes before.
"Uraraka, my original plan to net Katsuki and beat him into submission got a hole in it, along with the floor as he blasted through it, I'll be leading him to you, get your ammo ready to start swinging, aim at his chest arms and legs and force him to have to stand, I'll sweep in and finish him off from behind while cloaked, understood?" Hanto suddenly ordered, surprising Uraraka out of her listening at the explosions. "Got it! And, uhm, what do you mean by cloaked?" She asked, but instead received no answer as another explosion rocked the building. With a surprisingly determined face for someone usually so upbeat, Uraraka started using her quirk on more of the rubble, causing them to start floating and orbiting her like miniature planets. The explosions got closer, causing the ground and walls around her to shake as the door suddenly opened, a shimmer leaping through and out of the way as the irate blond charged in, with Uraraka already sending rock after rock at him.
Now.
Katsuki raised his arms to protect his face, only to start getting hit in the legs with those damned rocks. Everytime he tried to send an explosion at her, a rock would seem to speed right at his face, making it necessary for him to raise his arms back up again. But, however, Uraraka's ammo was limited, and after a few minutes of the pelting he was getting, they just stopped. With a growl, Katsuki glared at the pink and black clad girl, whom was shaking a little nervously on the spot. "That's it! You're done, and now you're dead-OOF!" Katsuki yelled, only to feel his breath cut short as an open palm striked his chest with great force, knocking him backwards. A soon visible Hanto quickly continued, grabbing his shoulders and kneeing him in the ribs, sending the boy collapsing over his leg.
Bakugou, despite what he might say, was somewhat inexperienced with pain, he rarely ever felt it due to the fact that getting close to attack him was usually death wish. However, after the pelting he received from Uraraka's rocks and the palm strike to his chest, Bakugou could feel the air sluggishly move through his lungs, making it hard to move. Just as he attempted to get up, the timer ran out, and the match was over.
"The winners of this round are the villains, Hanto Hasashi and Uraraka Ochako!" All Might's voice sounded.
Gamer: WOOH! BIIIIIIG chapter! Biggest I've honestly ever made!
Proto: I'm proud of you Gamer.
Gamer: Awwww, thanks. So, what happens next time?
Proto: The class takes a little rest from fighting for the time being, let's start preparing for the USJ chapter.
Gamer: Good idea, whelp, you heard him folks! Don't forget to comment on the chapter! But for now, this is the GamerHD, signing out! WOOH!
Proto: Goodbye all!