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AN: I know I'm slow okay. Here's this anyway.

Chapter 2: Teamwork?

"Your squad will most certainly fail." Midoriya blinked twice and allowed his blunt superior's criticism to sink in. He and the six other SSS members were doing some basic battle team training in the HISS gymnasium. Their instructor, the same dude who had shown them to the meeting room, observed them impatiently at the front of the gym. He criticized every misstep and kept mentioning the fact that they didn't have any inclination to work together. His statements weren't false.

Midoriya had an idea. All the team needed was to build closer relations. Either he should create a common enemy, or attempt to solidify their teamwork by finding a goal that suited everyone but couldn't be done alone. He found his answer lying on the gym mats and shouting.

"Your asses are slower than my dead grandmother!" Their unnamed superior was practically begging for a rebellion. Midoriya approached the lazy mentor and shifted his weight to one leg.

"Sir, I was wondering, could I know your name?" Everyone at HISS knew it wasn't the most brilliant idea to share your identity with a hacker. Midoriya, the closeted hacker, may not have been well-known by his team, but the guy on the mats knew of his untrustworthy business. He adamantly refused Midoriya, and therefore played right into his hands. Midoriya used a little of the acting skills he'd been touching up on in the months he usually would have been using to train at Yuuei.

"But sir, how are we supposed to get better when all we ever hear from our guide is criticism?" The "teacher" shifted uncomfortably as the other team member's gazes all focused on the pair at the center of the room. The cornered mentor sat up and applied an angry expression to his face.

"You won't get pity from me little boy, I don't like your attitude!" With that jumbled mess of a remark, their supervision left the room. Midoriya smiled at his team with success shining in his eyes.

"What would you like to do?"

...

Shinsou's team somehow came up the brilliant idea to have a battle tournament. They'd face each other head on in the gym and try not to destroy everything. It was their own mini Sports Festival. Shinsou let it happen; he wanted to see their quirks. He had an inclination that their quirks wouldn't be very heroic, because if they were they'd probably be at Yuuei. Ragdoll and Hatsume both withdrew from the fights because Hatsume's quirk wouldn't help in this situation and Ragdoll didn't have a quirk anymore. The three teammates watched curiously as the showdown began.

First was a battle between Monoma and Midoriya. Izuku actually looked confident for once, while the perverse dude across from him smirked. Everybody was loving the dramatic irony. The two members perceived as the least experienced and the weakest would soon show their hidden skills. Of course Monoma was preparing to use his copy quirk and his wit to beat his opponent. Midoriya on the other hand, wanted to first know his opponent's quirk first and then figure out a strategy to win with his own quirk. He hoped that the weird and random workouts he'd been doing would make up for his quirk's lack of combat dexterity.

The battle began when an impatient Monoma swept his hand in a swooping arch that barely missed Izuku's abdomen. Midoriya absently brushed the green hair out of his eyes and kicked up at Monoma's chin. Although the kick did land, there was more depth in its speed rather than power and Monoma easily shook off the pain. After a few more swipes at his opponent, who dodged with ease, Monoma's brow began to pool with sweat. Just as he went to wipe it from his eyes, Midoriya sent several punches straight at his gut. The wind escaped from his lungs in a ginormous gasp. He balked and rolled into a somersault. Monoma attempted to keep Midoriya distracted by doing a series of sweeping kicks.

The attempt worked for a time, but the bright blonde needed more power. More power meant more pain and a faster win. He desperately scratched at Midoriya's ankle and managed to touch him with the tip of his finger. The emerald-eyed teenager looked at his opponent in confusion. Was this dude seriously that desperate to win? Where did the cocky attitude from yesterday go?

He was answered when Monoma jumped to his feet and sneered. He reached out his hands dramatically,

"I got you now!" His hands glowed and Izuku knew exactly what his quirk was. It was a copy quirk. Izuku couldn't stop the laugh from escaping his mouth. He smiled at the ignorant boy who stood against him.

"You aren't going to win with that." Monoma's face morphed into confusion. Didn't his opponent have a good quirk? If not, why was he here? He got everything answered in about a minute. Midoriya punched him in the mouth and was named the winner. Then he did a terribly heroic act by helping the defeated boy to his feet and finally revealing his quirk.

A golden light crawled over Monoma's body and his bruises returned to their normal color. Everyone surrounding the two finally understood; Midoriya had healing powers and relied on his physical abilities for any combat. He would have suffered as a hero if he could only do rescue missions. The winner of the match gave the onlookers with judging stares a glare of his own. He cleared the "battlefield" for the next round, and was shortly whisked away by Hatsume. She gave him an excited tug.

"I have so many ideas to improve your mobility. Your body type is perfect to try out my chest protectors. Oh, and your arms are the perfect length for my tricep excellerators. With a quirk like yours I can finally use up some of the rescue enhancing gear I've been wanting to try out…" She continued for quite a while and Midoriya tried his best to listen. He was actually interested when she mentioned a self reflection device. He asked about it and she confirmed that it would allow him to use his power on himself. He adamantly agreed to trade his body, to use as her guinea pig for several other inventions, so that he could have one of those devices. It was a little uncomfortable, but he'd find a solution to that problem later.

Meanwhile, the tournament battles went on. Yoarashi and Atisu were facing off in a full on quirk battle. Their fight was far from the drab experience watching Monoma and Midoriya. Yoarashi's whirlwinds forced the others to stay back, but Atisu was doing surprisingly well against his strong opponent. His quirk was called Calligraphy, and he could essentially create anything by painting it through the air. This made it easy for him to draw a hastened wall and take no damage from Yoarashi's most powerful attacks.

The battling teenagers finally got serious and created a bubble of rage around them. Atisu did this literally when he painted a shield over his body. While Yoarashi's style seemed to be brute-like, Atisu's was quite the opposite. He used graceful strokes to begin painting certain things before he would actually need them. One of the most admirable was the suit of armor he had slowly detailed in onto his form. It's beauty made Midoriya wonder if his Calligraphy had a time limit. Would this artwork be everlasting or only temporary? He got his answer in a windy blow. Yoarashi's attack cracked a fence Atisu had put up in haste, and he successfully landed his first painful hit on Atisu. The poor kid crashed into the gym mats at the weirdest possible angle. Shockingly, he brushed off the pain and maintained his straight and unaffected face. Didn't this teen have any emotions?

Atisu calmly smoothed out his shorts and removed the white follicles of hair that had fallen over his eyes. He breathed out a sigh and jumped back into the fight with a painted spear in his hand. Apparently Atisu was one creative dude. In order to overcome Yoarashi's wind force he drew a force of his own. Lightning sizzled on the ends of the spear and provided enough friction to break through the gusts and pound onto Yoarashi's shoulder. Atisu's hit was far harder than Yoarashi's attack had been, and the Russian-looking teen couldn't handle as much pain as he could. So naturally, Yoarashi lost. He probably had severe pain in his shoulder for a while too.

Since the only members of the team that actually wanted to fight finished their first battles, it was onto the next round and final showdown, Midoriya versus Atisu. It's obvious who won.

End, Chapter 2

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