A/N so I know last chapter was short.. But im writing this on my phone so its kinda difficult to work with. Im going to do my best to make the chapter longer.

Warnings: overall she's just going to be really anxious during the exam. Not much but still important!

Chapter 2

START!

Her mind went blank. Her heart stopped. Reality came crashing down. this is it.

Potential students ran into the doors, spreading through the city like a virus. Robots (quite large ones) appeared from behind several buildings, and many began the fight. However, some chose to stay back and gather information not only on the robots, but the examinees. Tori was one of them. She stayed back with the people that were taking their time, waiting to strike, but unlike them she had already struck.

Her quirk was activated by touch. If any part of her hand came in contact with human skin, she would take that persons energy. Just a little, it was sometimes a slow process if you don't want them to notice. Every persons energy was a little different, but sometimes, there are rare people with energy so big, so overwhelming, that she can take their energy by having her hand near them. After she takes energy, she can use it by shooting it out of her hands and molding it. The more energy she has, the bigger it is. It usually looks transparent and white. It isn't solid, and it isn't able to be seen on camera. She can also make it into any shape she wants! And give energy to people!

She was ready. She had enough energy. This is it. My chance!

She held her breath, and slowed her heart down, then let go. As she let her breath go, energy slipped out of her hands,and formed 2 larger arms/hands, and ran towards the nearest enemy. They weren't very hard to smash, but it took a while to find the spot that shut them down. Their weak point. As the loud guy acknowledged how much time was left, she broke robot after robot. The steady stream of robots had suddenly stopped, and a rumble filled my head. A robot, larger than the rest, was towering over the many running examinees, but one was staring back. He moved towards the robot, the 0 point robot. Faster than even she could see, he shot up and absolutely destroyed the robot. With only a punch? But something wasnt right about him,he hadn't thought far ahead. He didn't think about landing. She watched as he fell from the sky, and for just a second, this was all that mattered.

Yet just as he reached halfway down, movement caught her eye towards the ground. A girl? trying to save him. she looked sick, tired, and 99.9999 % done. But suddenly, a thought came to her mind. She ran towards the girl, the boy forgotten. As soon as she was in range, she shot the girl with a smooth river of energy. It flowed into her, and awakened her. She had the capacity to help save him. All Tori could do now was wait.

Mere seconds passed before the girl reached out and touched him. is that how she makes things float? likely. He lowered to the ground and the girl... Gross. Suddenly, she remembered where she was. crap.

THE TEST IS OVER!

unlike seconds before, her head was foggy, frayed, and full of worry. She kept asking herself millions of questions , and found herself unable to stop. What if she didn't make it? Did she pass? What would she do if she didn't? What now? Her stomach felt terrible, her head was swimming in overwhelming thoughts, and the world around her spun. Every sound was utterly terrible, and she wanted to rip her ears out. She wanted this to end. Her heart wouldn't stop. Everything was painful. Everything was- "hey!" the girl from earlier? "My name is uraraka!" why was she talking to me? " I- umm wanted to know what you did earlier..." oh. Information. That's why. " I gave you energy. Its a part of my quirk." her voice was blank, and cold. Uraraka looked absolutely terrified. please leave now? People are too much to deal with.

It was over. Time to go 'home' and wait for the declining letter. But she didn't want to go home. She wanted to try again. She wanted to fight and continue and she wanted to go to this school. It was all she has ever wanted. Beggars can't be choosers. She went home.

The walk home was fine. Walking gave her something to do. She had never walked to UA before, so walking back was new. She didn't get accepted. It was new but it wasnt going to stay. Just like fosters. No. She didn't need to think about that now. She was almost there. The orphanage wasnt too nice, but it was better than nothing. She had lived on the streets for a few weeks after her mom- nope. Not going there. She had lived on the streets for a few weeks before she went into orphanages, and what they call, 'the system'. She was here.

Walking inside was tough enough. Facing people was going to be harder. She barely knew anyone here. She barely ever spoke, and mainly kept to herself. While others were making friendships that would end in sorrow if one had to move away and causing mischief that would get them in much trouble, she was studying for UA. She was preparing for schools. She was training. Without her quirk of course. She should know how to fight without it too.

Today, all I wanted to do was go upstairs to her room quietly and not speak to anyone.l was tired, and i needed to take a shower. Unfortunately, the world had other plans. As soon as the creaky door closed, many of the younger children came up to ask me what happened. It was too much. Above all the children's voices, came the caretaker. Im so thankful for her. She lets me pretty much do what I want as long as I keep clean and do my chores.

"Let her rest, she's had a long day." the raspy sound of her voice was followed by children groaning, whining, and running off. "Thank you." was all I could manage to say before I went upstairs to my room.

It was an old house, so you could practically hear anything. The wood under my feet creaked and moaned from stress as I stood outside my door. There were 8 people living here and all of them are girls, Including the caretaker, and seven children. I was the second oldest at 14, there was another at 15, and the rest were all younger, but I didn't know their ages. The rusty and worn doorknob turned, and I quickly gathered clothes for a shower. I didn't have a lot of things, I never have. But that's okay!

I walked down the other side of the hall to the bathroom, and closed the door. The shower was old and a bit rusty, but it worked. I enjoyed the feeling of water running down my back. I often read how people have showers to help them think, but for me, it helps me forget. It stops me from thinking and my mind goes blank. The steam began to fog the mirror, so I turned down the heat and wiped off the mirror with my towel. Setting the towel back down next to the counter, I washed my hands and took my contacts out. I don't need them to see. They are brown colored contacts. My mothers eyes were white, so were mine. Her eyes were that of a killer, and..

Taking off my clothes, I stepped into the shower. It was ice cold. Yikes. I jumped out and turned up the heat again, waiting a few moments to step in. It was fine. There was only so much hot water, so I took a very fast shower, well, as fast as I could. I was tired from this morning and the hot water on soon sore muscles was relaxing me. Not only that, my hair reached my waist in llength,(I never bothered to get a haircut) it was black. I still had energy I took from today. Honestly, my hair was terrible to wash. It took a long time to clean all the way. But, I still tried my best to hurry with this shower. Soon I was done, so I grabbed my towel to dry off, then put clean clothes on. I wrapped my hair in the towel to dry it.

The next few days were slow. Nothing happened, and impatience ate away at me like mold. When the letter came, I wasnt the first to know what was in it. The 15 year old, Mimi, had ripped it open faster than you could say wait! Don't open that! (Its true, its been tested.) she has no sense of privacy. Anyways, the letter that I had been waiting for, the one thing I had been both looking forward to and dreading, was here. She opened it, in front of everyone, and it was,,, this,,, metal thing?

She thoroughly inspected it before handing it to me, and the second it was in my hands, a screen appeared so suddenly I almost dropped it. It was All might, The number one hero. needless to say, I was confused in multiple ways. I was most confused by the fact that I got accepted? ? I made it? I. Me? Yukiyami Tori, made it? No. Really.?

Yes, in fact I had. I was starting a life a UA high. After the message, there was a small silence. Then it felt like everything exploded. I was so happy. I was on the path that would save me. I was saved. I was going to be a hero. I was going to use this power for good! And I was starting next week!

A/N much longer this time indeed! Lots covered! What do you think of her quirk? Let me know! I want to hear your opinion! Im so happy to write this! There's probably alot of typos, sorry. My key board is really glitchy. Please! Favorite! Review! Let me know! Its difficult to write things, sometimes you just have to do it! I hope you like it! -Ace