Shrugging on the last part of workout gear, I make my way out towards the arena, where the practical exam portion of the exam would take place. Walking closer to the arena, I see around twenty other students, already crowding the gates, eager to get a head start on the competition.
As I take a look around to scope out the competition, I notice how seriously all the other students seemed to be as they prepared for this mock battle. I could feel myself mentally eye rolling, on how pathetic they looked.
They all have on thing on their minds, to become pro heroes. That's all everyone thinks about.
My eyes landed on the same sweet girl I met outside the school, that saved that kid that I had nearly knocked over. She seemed to be mentally preparing herself on what was to come, so I didn't bother her. Besides I don't make friends that well. The kind of lifestyle I lived, proved to be one where people just used me for their own publicity, just because of who my parents were. That's the whole reason I stayed to myself, and why I had been home schooled up until this point.
I felt myself migrate to the corner, hoping to go unnoticed, but unfortunately that wasn't the case.
"Hey! Look over there! Isn't that Seiren, Liquefy and Lady Paralysis daughter!?" murmured a young boy with spiky black hair and markings across his face, which must've been some physical feature of his quirk.
"Oh yeah! Wow, she even prettier in person! I can't wait to see what her quirk is! It must be amazing, if it came from some of the greatest pro heroes of all time!" said another boy with dark tinted glasses, as drool began to leak from the corner of his mouth.
Damn, I know I should've worn something a little more loose fitting.
I quickly observed my workout outfit. A tight v-neck black shirt, which accentuated my larger than normal chest. (Something I mentally cursed my mother everyday for, they were a hassle and just not suitable for battle.) and my favorite black leggings. I had to say, being home schooled all these years I never really paid attention to the fact that my clothes accentuated my body figure so well.
The boys stares and mutters from the crowd, had started drawing attention towards the corner I was standing. I could feel the looks of surprise and amusement written on their faces. They were certainly intimidated, and a little anxious to see what my quirk consisted of, which made me hate this so much more.
However, the attention was quickly drawn away from me, to another boy in the crowd.
Damn, what is with me and this boy? Why do I always end up seeing him everywhere I go? Who is he?
They were all muttering on how big of a loser the boy was, and how they thought he would wet himself at any real situation of battle. I felt a twinge of sadness and the comments the other students made, as I watch the boy nervously shake his hands in the face of a guy with glasses, his arms crossed with authority as he looked down at the nervous freckled face boy.
"There are no real countdowns in real battles, get moving!" shouted the voice of Present Mic from a tower above us.
With that, I tear my eyes away from the boy and leap into action running behind several other students through the now open gates.
Even though I hated this whole scenario, I couldn't deny the adrenaline pumping through my veins as I head out to find the robots. All around me, kids were smashing and destroying robots with their quirks. The sweet girl from earlier caught my eye as I raced past her. Her ability was to touch an object, giving it zero gravity and then touching her hands together to release them. Impressive. Although, I don't have time to watch her, it was time to show everyone here who I really was.
My mouth twisted together in determination as I raced towards a robot, stopping aways from it, in order to enable my quirk.
I raise my hands to the monster, sweeping my hand across the air in front of him as a lunar energy light emerges from the palms of my hands and warps into a crescent shape. The robot was cut into tiny sideways pieces and shattered into the air.
"Gotcha." I say with a small smirk, as I race towards another robot, but not before I caught the glances of many spectators, a look of awe and terror filling there faces.
My quirk. Lunar Manipulation. I can use the moons energy, in order to form attacks. I can wield and shape the energy into various shapes, sizes and power to maximize or minimize attacks. I can also heal myself to an extent, using the energy I store in my body from the moon. I know your all asking the same question, how do you store your energy if your not in the moonlight? Well, you see I was also born with a crescent moon birthmark, hovering right above my bellybutton. As strange as it sounds that provides me energy for my attacks, until I can once again draw power from the moonlight. However, if you think that blast from earlier was impressive, it intensifies at nighttime. Hero name, who needs one.
Dodging attacks from the robots, I weave myself through the other participants, shooting attacks left and right destroying all the robots surrounding us. Each of them intimidated to get to close to my wide range attacks.
Spotting another robot on the other side of the building, I race towards the villain energy surging throughout my body as I slide my body underneath the robot, dodging it's attack and popping up on it's defenseless side. My hand makes contact with the cold hard metal, as I surge the lunar energy through my palm, sending the robot flying back and bursting into small pieces.
Seventy-five points. I should be in the lead by now. I think to myself. As I stand panting, I hear a loud rumbling, turning towards the noise a large robot appeared in front of me and several others. As it closed in, several of the kids began to scream and run away as it began to lodge attacks towards the buildings causing them to crumble and fall. I feel myself start to back away, turning and jogging to stay away from the zero pointer. There was no need to fight it, it wouldn't result in anything.
Suddenly, I hear a small whimper from behind me. As I turn to face the chaos behind me, I see the same sweet girl trapped under a huge rock, unable to escape. My body froze in fear, as I watched the huge robot near closer to her.
If that thing comes any closer, she'll be crushed.
My mind raced with thoughts on what to do, as I see a small green blur speed past me, and launch in the air.
My eyes widened, as I once again recognized the boy as he went soaring through the sky, right towards the robot.
What a fool, he'll be killed!
I see the boy land a punch with such force, that the robot went soaring backwards into the air.
What the heck? What kind of power does he have exactly? I felt myself gasp out loud as my eyes observed his quirk.
As I watch the boy quickly come falling to the ground, his arm seemed to be bent at an odd angle, like it was broken.
He's falling too fast, he won't be able to stop himself from hitting the ground.
My mind raced once again, this time I pushed my body to move running towards the boy in effort to stop his fall in anyway I could. But before I could reach them, I see the girl appear from earlier quickly slapping him in order to make him float, and not kill himself by hitting the ground with such impact.
They had both rescued each other.
I could overhear the others chatter from behind me. He risked his life, to save hers and he hasn't even scored a single point...
My mouth gaped in awe, as I watched his limp body lay on the ground. Recovery girl, racing to his and the girls side as my mind replayed the scenario again.
That was the first time, I came to admire Izuku Midoriya, or as I call him Deku. However, in that moment I never knew how much he would actually end up effecting my life, and me.