Yes I'm blind what's your point?

by The Blind Bandit Experiment

Being reborn as the avatar in a world full of super-powered people was awesome. It was just too bad that I was blind. Or so they told me. Blind? Well then. Prepare yourself superhero world. I'm going to become Toph.

4. Part 4 - Because robots

Part 4

A/N : Hello once again! I am still experiencing a bit of a dilemma in regards to the class number. So far, there's two options, either have the class with an odd number by just adding Hisoka in or, have Hisoka take the place of a cannon character. If someone has any other ideas, please let me know!

I am so sorry about the delay in this. I have no excuse except my brain decided it wanted to go back to the Naruto fandom and make me write an OC fic there… it's currently sitting in my computer slowly growing like some sort of fungus. BUT I'M BACK… and life has it out for me because now I'm swamped with all the work I was supposed to be doing but didn't do. But… I got this done!

As always, make requests as to what you want to see! Reviewers… you have grown in number and I'm losing track of who I've replied to and who I haven't so… errr… I don't know what to do… plz help…

Warning: SWEARING because I couldn't write Bakugo without swearing. I tried, it didn't end well, so he gets to swear. A lot.

And with that, here we go!

Because Robots, need I say more?

U.A HIGH! THE DEPARTMENT OF HEROES! IT IS THERE THAT THE NATION'S HOPEFULS STRIVE TO ACQUIRE THE NECESSARY QUALIFICATIONS TO BECOME PROS! OF ALL SUCH SCHOOLS THROUGHOUT THE NATION, IT RANKS THE MOST POPULAR, AND THE MOST DIFFICULT! EACH YEAR, LESS THAN ONE IN THREE HUNDRED EXAMINEES MAKE IT!

GAZE UPON THE MAN WHO TURNED DOWN THE NATIONAL VALOUR PRIZE, ALL MIGHT!

AND HERE IS THE MAN WITH THE HIGHEST TALLY OF RESOLVED CASES IN HISTORY! THE COMBUSTION TYPE-HERO ENDEAVOR!

LAST BUT NOT LEAST IS THE RECIPIENT OF THE 'BEST GENIUS' AWARD FOR EIGHT CONSECUTIVE YEARS, BEST JEANIST!

IF YOU WANT TO BE REMEMBERED AS A TRULY GREAT HERO, THEN ENROLMENT AT U.A IS ESSENTIAL!

U.A is not responsible for any loss, damage or injury sustained during the completion of its hero training course. All prospective students are advised that completion of U.A does not guarantee professional licence and should refer to the U.A handbook for more information. Terms and conditions apply.

That was what the adds always said anyway. If you think it's weird that they would advertise a high school with such vigour, you should see the adds for Hero-themed items. Best Jeanist sold denim clothing, Gang Orca sold orca plush toys and T-shirts, Ingenium sold replica helmets, even the relatively new Hero Mount Lady was selling some type of hair spray or the like. That wasn't even mentioning all the posters, keychains and other similar items that could be found everywhere you looked. We didn't have movie stars in this world, well, we did but they sort of became a side act to the Heroes. Everything became a side act to the heroes. It wasn't hard to see why. A hero beating up the latest villain by using cool super-powers beat the hell out of some famous person dating another famous person any day of the week.

Despite standing right outside the famed U.A High though, I had no idea what it looked like. No, it wasn't another blind joke. I literally had no idea what it looked like beyond a tall metallic wall that I presumed went all around the property and a long wide path that stretched forwards. I had a particular range and wherever the actual U.A building was, it was outside that range. The path must have been long as hell because the range of my vibrations was a good five hundred meters in each direction. I shook my head and shuffled my feet a little sorting through the vibrations of hundreds of footsteps as all the hopeful students rushed through the gates. This was it. Hero here I come.

"Hisoka-san! Good morning!" Tenya greeted striding his way towards me with heavy steps. His steps were always heavy. I chalked it up to the fact that he had engines in his calves. Sure he was fast, but light on his feet he was not.

"Morning Tenya-kun. How was your trip here?" I asked returning the wave. He was in his school uniform also, the air skipping over the brass buttons on the shoulders of the blazer and getting trapped in the thick woollen material.

"I was met with no problems! Hisoka-san, did you have a safe trip?!"

"Yeah, it went fine." I said trying not to think about being lead around by the hand like I was some kind of child. "Anyway, you ready for this?"

"Of course! Let's do our best to become Hero Hisoka-san!" Tenya said enthusiastically and I nodded.

"Let's go." I agreed and together we stepped through the front gate and into U.A High. It should really be one of those fanfare moments with confetti being thrown and dramatic motivational music playing in the background but it wasn't. We were just two more hopefuls hurrying towards the auditorium for our briefing so that we could find a seat and not be late.

As we drew closer to the building itself, I began to appreciate the sheer size of the high school. Not only was the first floor massive, but going by the air, the building rose to a whopping six stories tall. I imagined that it must look very beautiful with its distinct U shape and many windows. Since it was just beginning of winter, the trees were bare of leaves cutting down on the beauty somewhat I would imagine but it was still a very impressive school.

When I entered the building proper, I came to realize that the building was far larger than I initially thought. Most of the building was made of steel and concrete making them rather excellent conductors for vibrations and each step from the various people in the building echoed showing off its massive size. The auditorium itself could sit hundreds with ease and have space to spare. It was filled with quiet mutterings and soft shuffling, everyone eager, everyone nervous. I took the seat next to Tenya in the back of the auditorium sitting amongst strangers. A few people seemed to know each other but the sheer number of people in the room made finding your friends impossible without some sort of specialized quirk or a mobile phone.

There were papers put on every seat and I handed mine to Tenya. Wasn't like I could read it anyway. I'd leave it to the guy with functioning eyes.

"It is a brief instruction sheet concerning the practical exam." Tenya said summarizing as he read "We will be separated into different centres and asked to defeat faux-villains. They seem to hold the appearance of some kind of robot. Your test centre should be printed on your Examination ID."

I riffled through my pockets until I came across the stiff piece of paper and handed it to Tenya.

"Hisoka-san, it appears that you are assigned to Section A. It's a shame. I am in the B centre."

I took my ID back from Tenya and shook my head.

"Just point me to the door and I should be fine. Worry about your own test. U.A isn't the easiest school to get in you know." I tease with a grin and Tenya straightened up.

"Yes! Let us both do our best Hisoka-san!"

"Will do." I agree and suddenly the doors clanged shut.

Time to get this show on the road.

There was a loud click and the mutterings and whispers stopped immediately giving way to dead silence. The air flowed over bodies sitting stiff and at attention. Something had happened but I didn't know what. Well, I could guess but I didn't know. Either something unbelievable had happened and everyone was in some sort of stupor or the lights had changed and were now lighting up the stage.

I tapped my foot against the ground and the slap of flesh on polished floor sounded loud in the silence.

Steps echoed against the ground the vibrations sweeping over every row before they reached my feet and reminding me just how many people were here for the exam. The man that walked onto the stage was thin, thin but heavy and decked out in mechanical pieces going by how the air flowed over the slick surface.

He reached the centre and took a deep breath. His posture was wrong for a microphone and I didn't think he had one against his cheek either. Was he going to shout?

"WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO MY LIVE SHOW!"

The sound was strange, mechanical like it had been filtered through a microphone and amplified through speakers but he held no microphone and there was no podium upon the stage. I raised my palm slightly, my wrist resting on the edge of the table and pushed and pulled the air throughout the room causing an unnatural breeze.

The air flowed over the hopeful students seated in their rows and made its way towards the man standing at centre stage. He had spiky hair held up by some sort of engraved headband, large glasses across his face, a pointed nose and a tiny moustache. What caught my attention however was the gear around his neck. It went from chin to chest and was made up of a confusing combination of materials that took me a while to figure out. It was a speaker. The actual speakers were covered with mesh of some sort and the air was flowing through it rather than over it making it seem he had random perfectly circular dents in his mechanical system.

I lowered my palm. No need to make an idiot of myself.

"EVERYBODY SAY HEEEEY!"

There was already an idiot up on stage.

Predictably, no one said 'Hey'. There was silence. Dead silence.

"What a refined response." The man sighed shrugging and stepped back. He struck a pose, finger in the air "Then I'll quickly present to you the rundown on the practical exam! ARE YOU READY?! YEAAHHHH!"

If he was expecting the crowd to cheer with him, he was sorely disappointed. The entire room was dead silent.

Well, except for one that is. From three rows down and four people to my left, one student began muttering all but trembling in his excitement.

"Oh my god it's the Voice Hero Present Mic. I listen to him on the radio every week, this is incredible, the teachers at U.A. really are pro heroes." The boy whispered jittering in his excitement and I shuffled my feet in slight annoyance. The vibrations were getting all messed up. Like half-felt echoes that made no sense.

"Shut up." The one next to mutter-boy snapped. He was louder, gruffer. He didn't even whisper.

Present Mic either didn't hear or didn't care.

"Now pay close attention listeners! We'll be testing your mettle by running a ten-minute practice run at our replica city-district!"

They had a what? Seriously? A replica city? Just how big was this place!?

"You can take whatever you like! Everybody gather at the designated meeting area after the presentation ya hear?!"

There was silence but not dead silence. Those who sat next to people they knew broke out in low whispers. Before it could escalate in volume, Present Mic continued and his voice was loud in the sudden silence.

"We'll be sprinkling a large number of 'villains' over the battlefield and they'll appear in three different varieties with point values scaled according to difficulty! Using each of your individual quirks, dispatch as many villains as you can! Your goal is to rack up a high score! And don't think about directly attacking any other competitors or any of that nasty anti-hero stuff, because that's against the rules, UNDERSTAND?!"

There was silence. Then suddenly Tenya stood up hand straight in the air. I prepared myself. Tenya wasn't without shame but when he felt the need to do something, all semblance of shame vanished. It helped that he had a thick skin in my opinion.

"Excuse me?! May I ask a question?!" Tenya said speaking loud so that Present Mic could hear him. "On the handout, they are clearly four types of villains listed! If this is a misprint then U.A, the most prominent national academy in Japan should be ashamed of such a foolish mistake! The reason we are seated here today is because we seek guidance on the path to becoming great heroes! In addition!"

Tenya twisted and pointed at mutter-boy. I felt slightly bad because it was partially my fault. Tenya had picked up on my irritation.

"You over there with the curly hair! You've been muttering this whole time! You are being a distraction! If you think U.A is some sort of pleasure trip then please leave this place at once!"

Tenya was glaring. He was definitely glaring. Mutter-boy sank down in his chair thoroughly embarrassed.

"I-I'm very sorry…" He all but whimpered and I winced for the poor guy. I reached up to pat Tenya to get him to sit down but he was talking again.

"ALSO! I would like to ask you to describe the villains Voice Hero Present Mic! We have a blind student in our midst and it is the height of impoliteness not to take her into account!" Tenya declared and I had to smile. I had a good friend in Tenya.

Whisperings broke out along with snickers. Apparently, the thought that a blind girl was taking the exam was funny. I'm going to kick their collective asses. Repeatedly.

"Okay, okay. Thank for the great message Examinee Seven-one-one-one!" Present Mic said waving his hand for silence and attention. "I'll describe the villains now! Robot A, the smallest type of robot, is worth one point! They're the ones with the bulky legs! Robot B is worth two points and it is distinguished by its scorpion like tail! Robot C is a tank-style robot and worth three points! Robot D is an extremely large robot and bigger than a standard building!"

What. The. Hell? Bigger than a building? Why?!

"The fourth type of villain you'll encounter is worth zero points! Let's call them gimmicks. Have you ever played Super Mario Brothers before?"

How was Super Mario Brothers related to this? We're not going down pipes are we?

"It's an obstacle so to speak. An obstacle that will go crazy in narrow spaces. It's not impossible to defeat, but there's no reason to defeat it either. I recommend that you listeners try to avoid it!"

Tenya bowed deep and low as soon as Present Mic was finished with his little explanation.

"Thank you very much! I apologize for my rudeness!" Then, he sat down like nothing happened.

"Thanks for that." I whisper and Tenya nods.

"It is not a problem. You should be given all required information before the beginning of an exam!" Tenya declared as everyone broke out in whispers and I smiled. Yeah, I'd really lucked out in finding a friend in Tenya.

"Well that's enough from me!" Present Mic said cutting out the whispers immediately. "I'll leave you all with a present, our school motto! The hero Napoleon Bonaparte once said, 'a true hero is someone who overcomes life's misfortunes!' Go beyond! PLUS ULTRA!"

Sound blared, the victory trumpets. It really hyped up the mood.

Then Present Mic's voice dropped low. Inspirational but with the hint of threat, hint of something… ominous.

"And may you all suffer gladly the trials to come!"

It was a warning and an encouragement all at once. There were loud clicks and mutterings as people began to rise and move. The lights were probably back on. I stood also with Tenya ID card in my hand.

"Hisoka-san. There is a door to the far left that leads to Section A." Tenya said pointing in the direction that I needed to go.

"Thanks." I say and hold up a hand for a hi-five. "Good luck Tenya-kun."

"You as well Hisoka-san! We shall become great heroes together!" Tenya said smacking his hand against mine and I chuckled.

Tenya went towards Section B and I made a bee line for the left-most door that was supposed to lead to Section A. There was already a small group gathering there and everyone was looking around. No one spoke. I'm guessing that they didn't know anyone here.

"Alright. Those for section A, follow me." It came from some guy in a marshmallow suit. Well, I was ninety percent sure that it was a marshmallow suit. It was large, round and going by how the air sank a little into the surface, it would be some-what soft. The voice though was distorted, like it came out of a bad microphone. "Down this hall you will find changing rooms where you may change into a more comfortable outfit. Then please proceed to the gates at the end of the hall and wait for the test to start."

Everyone surged forwards and I didn't bother trying to elbow my way through the crowd, it was a good way to get my feet stepped on.

"Minami Hisoka-san is it?" The marshmallow-man asked and I turned my face to the direction of the sound and nodded. "U.A. has been notified of your circumstances and I will guide you to the front gates. Once the test begins however, you will receive no outside help."

"I understand. Thank you for the help." I reply politely because I had been brought up with manners. Plus, there wasn't any point in throwing a hissy fit here. I could take my frustrations out on robots soon enough. I was looking forward to that. A lot.

The Marshmallow-man bobbed and the air skipped over his shiny domed head. Okay. I was wrong. It wasn't a marshmallow suit, it was probably a space suit. That made a lot more sense.

To space-man's credit, he didn't offer to take my hand and just started down the hall. I followed as the few stragglers sniggered quietly before rushing forwards. Probably to tell everyone that they got the blind girl in this group. Laugh while you still can assholes.

The locker rooms were about half-way down the hall and at the other end I found out that they weren't kidding about that 'replica city' thing. I couldn't get a feel of the entire thing because damn U.A. was big, but I could feel enough to know that they had at least five-story apartment buildings. It was a little scary to be honest.

"Here we are. I cannot go in but you have a specialized locker in the far right. Your name has been engraved in braille instead of the locker number." Space-man said and I bow quickly to him.

"Thank you." I say and make my escape. I really wished that sometimes people were more like Tenya. I might not be able to see the locker numbers but I could count. I could easily find my locker by remembering where it was. I knew where my shoe locker at the middle school was and I never used it. Third row, six across, four up. Easy.

When I pushed open the door and strode in, the talking died and everyone started staring. I wondered if I should say something. I could… but it would be so much better if I just kicked their asses in this exam.

I made a line to the far-right corner of the room with a wide grin on my face deliberately walking straight at a girl like I didn't know she was there. The girl got out of my way. My grin spread wider across my face and I barely bit back a snicker.

I reached my locker with no problems. None of the girls tried to trip me. Pity, would've given me an excuse to punch them.

Turns out, they didn't carve my name into the locker. They just stuck a plaque on it that had my name in braille.

I shoved my backpack into it and pulled out my tracksuit. It was the standard school one and everyone else in the room went back to minding their own business.

We were all changed and ready to go within five minutes. Lightning-fast. For girls at least.

There were some that I knew definitely wouldn't make it. Those that giggled and laughed and talked about how great hero life would be. There were those that showed off, boasting about quirks that could do this or that. They might make it, or they might not. Then there were the quiet focused ones ignoring the rest of the group. Those girls would probably be the top contenders.

I was one of the few that went right up to the gates when we came out of the hallway. Most stood there and seemed to stop and stare for a while. I… didn't blame them. I would have done that too, but I needed to get closer to appreciate the full scale of the replica city.

It was like someone had grabbed a large chunk of the city and then dumped it in the grounds of U.A. I'm not even kidding. It wasn't just one or two blocks either. It was an entire city. An entire empty city that stretched out sprawling before me and I couldn't feel the end. I was going to get so lost if I lost track of where the front gate was.

Everyone was muttering and pacing as the nerves set in and I stretched lacing my fingers together and pressing my palms towards the sky. Robots. I slammed my heel against the ground and waited. The vibrations spread out throughout the city traveling up the high-rise buildings and along the asphalt roads. The buildings were reinforced with steel bars, but I could use the roads. Asphalt was basically sand, gravel, crushed stone and other earth materials bound together by a type of and then pressed together. Since the majority of it was some sort of rock, I should be able to move it without a problem. Also, it was sturdier than just yanking chunks of dirt out of a field. With enough force, I could use the asphalt to do some serious damage to the robots.

I rolled my shoulders and ground the ball of my right foot into the road work. The gravel moved taking the tar with it and cracks radiated out from where the hard slab couldn't take the strain. Not mouldable, but I could rip chunks out. That was more than enough.

I grinned. This was going to be fun.

Suddenly there was a sound of an explosion and I turned around. Quite a few of the students were gathered around a single one. He stood hunched with his palms facing upwards and the wind swept through stiff spiked hair.

"Come on you fuckers! I'll explode you all!" He roared and I had to wonder if he had been listening to the presentation that we'd had five minutes ago. Going by the personality? Probably not. I turned away to face the gates once again. No point getting so worked up before the test even began. Plus, the more helpless I played now, the most satisfying it would be later.

Stomping footsteps made a beeline for me and I didn't bother moving. Pretended that I didn't realize that he was right behind me.

"Hey you! Midget! Fucking move!"

Midget? Oh I was so going to accidentally ditch a rock at him later.

Still, I didn't turn and pretended to be blind and deaf.

"OI I'M TALKING TO YOU SHIT-HEAD!" Explode-boy roared and his hand came swooping down to land heavily on my shoulder to spin me around. I let him but when I turned, I gave him my best innocent-blind-girl-who-the-hell-are-you look.

"Me?" I ask as innocent as I could widening my eyes and staring into space.

"What the hell are you, fucking deaf or something?" Explode-boy growled face leaning threateningly close and that was just an opportunity I couldn't pass up. I sent a mental prayer that my mother would never hear of what was about to come out of my mouth.

"No. I'm fucking blind."

There was complete and utter silence. I grinned. It was that awkward oh-shit silence that everyone got when they realized they'd accidentally said something very insensitive to a 'cripple'. There was that moment of mortification and then the awkward silence and finally immense discomfort.

Yes, I was milking it.

The silence stretched. I opened my mouth again but before I could say anything, another voice cut me off.

"AND START!" Present Mic roared through the sound system and there was a moment of confusion as the gates began to open.

I will admit that I stood there blank for a second before what was said registered and then I was charging through the now open-gates. I wasn't the first one through though, Explode-boy had lunged for it with a battle cry and was currently… blasting himself? Yes. Yes he was blasting himself through the air. The small explosions came from his hands propelling his leap.

Neat quirk.

Behind me there were still confused mutterings but others quickly caught up and a trickle of people were sprinting for the gates.

"What's wrong?! There are no countdowns in real fights! Run, run RUNNNNNN! The die's been tossed ya know?!" Present Mic roared over the sound system and then the real screaming started.

Everyone came thundering towards the gates like a horde of rampaging elephants and the vibrations from that thundering herd was more than enough to multiply my range. That was the thing about vibrations. The stronger they were, the further they travelled.

I got my first good look at the entire replica city and it was massive. Massive and the horde of screaming scrambling people also did me a favour. Their vibrations spread out and I stood still amidst the crowd letting them flow around me and waited.

Sure enough, the robots began to arrive and move and there were more than enough vibrations thundering through the earth to let me pick up on where they were. Otherwise, I'd be running around hoping for the best.

It was an unexpected advantage and I was grateful for it. Feeling out a cluster of hollow-feeling metal structures organized vaguely like a tank, I headed through the streets bare feet slapping against the road work. Here was hoping that I actually sought out robots and not an actual tank.

I didn't actually get to the cluster before I encountered my first robot. It began to move as soon as I rounded the corner onto a new street and while I was surprised that something moved, I was no longer surprised by the time it came charging out of a little alleyway.

Three legs. One-pointer. It was also damned big. Big as in at least two meters tall big.

"Target acquired." The thing said and I was rather shocked that it could speak. Still, it was worth a point and I slammed my foot on the ground dislodging a decently sized chunk of asphalt and then swiped my hand forwards like I was throwing a Frisbee.

The robot charged and the chunk of road took it right in its long neck. Gravel crashed against metal and although it didn't manage to behead the robot entirely, the weight was enough to send the thing careening backwards and more out of luck than intention, the chunk of asphalt landed on top of the robot crushing the core. It fizzed and died.

One point.

I grinned. This was going to be fun.

I used a bit of wind to propel me over the pile of smoking metal that were the remains of the one-pointer robot and ran down the street. No one had arrived at my little cluster of three pointers yet and hopefully, I'd get them all to myself.

I rounded the last corner and grinned as five three-pointer tanks came barrelling at me in a V-formation. Jack-pot. The robots were scattered about the place triggered by motion sensors probably. They'd only move when you were within range. I grinned and didn't move out of the way as the robots came charging down the road.

Five robots. Heavy, armoured but without legs. They could only move on flat surfaces.

The tanks came closer and I cracked my knuckles.

This was fun.

I spread my feet and grinned.

The first tank was getting closer and I jerked my hand up palm towards the sky. The gravel and tar cracked and a chunk flew upwards colliding squarely with the underbelly of the tank sending it into the air.

I turned to the side and stomped hard on the ground pushing a much larger chunk of roadwork out from its place and waited as the air rushed around the falling tank.

When it was close to touching the ground, I pushed forwards, hard, and the piece of roadwork shot forwards to collide squarely with the robot. The force of it all blasted it backwards in a rush of wind and the three-pointer collided with its other brethren. It took out three other tanks before it bounced to the side and then barrelled into a building before fizzing out.

I'd missed one because I'd waited too long and I hadn't managed to hit the tank dead-center so it went off kilter leaving the right-most robot relatively intact. Damn. I'd been hoping to be able to say 'strike' if I got them all with one sweep. There goes my witty little quip. Next time. There were plenty of vibrations going around and there were plenty more robots. I grinned and pulled at the chunk of roadwork free from the first tank. It was mostly intact and there wasn't any need to pull out another chunk when I already had a perfectly good chunk.

"Kill." The robot beeped and I swiped my hand like I was trying to behead someone in front of me. The slab of condensed rock flew from one end of the street to the other and slammed into the head of the robot. The thing tipped sideways and landed with a crash on the ground. Still, it was beeping and its wheels were still trying to turn so I didn't think that counted as dead.

I raised both hands in the air and the slab pulled free from the wreckage and the robot beeped in distress. I grinned, flipped my palms, and brought the chunk of asphalt slamming down onto the last robot. It fizzed and died.

I did a quick bit of mental math. One pointer and five three pointers. That made sixteen points.

"Six minutes left!" Present Mic announced over the speakers and I grinned. So far so good.

I stood still for a moment sorting through all the faint vibrations that echoed throughout the ground as people scrambled around and fought.

There were hot-spots. Lots of one-pointers with lots of students squabbling over them. Then there were the deserted areas with no student or robot to speak of. I wasn't looking for either of those things. I was looking for untouched areas that were filled with robots ready to ambush. Why squabble over small fry when you could have the big fish all to yourself?

The vibrations spread out throughout the city and I shuffled my feet marking off where was already filled with students and where was relatively deserted.

It took longer than I liked to find another cluster of three-pointers. They were sneakily hidden in an empty building on the top-most floor. I hesitated for a moment wondering if it was worth it. But they were three pointers.

Looked like I was climbing a whole stack of stairs.

It didn't take long to get to the empty building where the bunch of three pointers were hidden, but when I got there, I realized that I'd miscalculated.

A group of robots and students had crashed the street where the building housing the three-pointers were and there was currently quite the battle going on.

I'd managed to run into the small fry who were weak enough to get chased around by one-pointers. Or maybe those who didn't quite think things through. Either way, if I wanted to get to the three pointers without fearing the buildings collapsing around me, I'd have to deal with this lot first.

I was just hoping no one realized there was a preverbal goldmine of points about five stories up. Selfish I know but hey, I wasn't here to be nice. I was here to kick robot ass and pass this exam.

The exam to be a hero.

Maybe I'll leave one.

Nah.

One kid screamed cowering against the ground arms thrown over his head as a one-pointer charged at him.

Somebody was regretting taking this exam that was for sure.

Five students, six robots. Three students were doing fine. One student was legging it around a corner and the last guy was cowering against the ground about to get squished by a one pointer robot. A one pointer.

I stepped forwards and snapped my palm outwards in a sharp push. The air moved with a crack as a temporary vacuum formed and the displaced air blasted the one-pointer backwards where it landed on its back and like a turtle, struggled to get back up. I didn't bother dislodging another chunk of roadwork. There was already more than enough rubble going around from the other three student's fights with their robots. Selecting a decent sized chunk, I pulled it towards me before letting it drop onto the robot's head with the swipe of a hand.

Seventeen points. The guy was still cowering on the ground. Rather plump and whimpering and obviously regretting a few key life decisions. I had to shake my head.

"You might want to find somewhere to hide for the rest of the test." I tell the trembling lump on the ground dryly. It squeaked.

"Please don't leave me alone!"

Was this guy serious?

Going by all the whimpering, the trembling and the current very pathetic moment… yes. Yes he was.

"Well I'm going to fight robots." I say bluntly and there was a whimper and I wondered what the hell this guy was even doing here. I point to a random building. "Go in, hide, stay out of the way."

"I can do that!" The guy wailed and ran for it.

I had to shake my head but then again, I couldn't really blame the guy for being scared out of his wits. I mean, how many people walked into an entrance exam expecting to fight giant robots?

There were two one-pointers still left running around making a general racket. Since nobody was taking them…

Mine.

One pointers were fast, fast but they were fragile. It didn't take all that much to take them out. Large bits of rubble were more than enough to get the job done if you got a head-shot.

The street was clear by the time the two one pointers fizzled and I was even more pleased to note that no one had gone for the cluster of three-pointers waiting in the near-by building.

My lucky day.

Three floors up and I realized that they'd gotten lazy when they built this replica city because only the bottom three floors were steel reinforced concrete. From the third floor upwards, it was just cement and the bare bones of foundations so that the building could handle its own weight. Well. That made it a hell of a lot easier for me.

I was on the fifth floor when the tanks began to rumble on the roof and I grinned. Too easy. Cement carried vibrations very well. I positioned myself next to the stairs on the off chance that I brought the entire top half of the building down and slid my feet hand reaching towards the sky. It wasn't often that I had to pull earth down. Most of the time, a good solid stomp was enough to pull out what I needed. Couldn't exactly stomp on the ceiling.

I took a deep breath, spaced my feet, raised my palms to the ceiling and pulled. Like attempting to do an awkward chin-up.

It was harder than I expected. A lot harder. A human's legs were a hell of a lot stronger than their arms. Apparently, this carried over to my quirk as well and suddenly I was struggling like I hadn't struggled since I was five.

The cement seemed to grind resisting my pull and I didn't dare to let go to try again. Because if I let go then I was quite sure the second try would end worse than the first. I really had to wonder if this was worth it.

The robots on the roof rumbled sending the vibrations nice and clear through the concrete. There were six of them up there. Six three-pointers. That was eighteen points right there. Add that to the nineteen points I'd already accumulated so far and it would give me a total of thirty seven.

Worth it.

I grit my teeth and heaved.

It started out as cracks, then the rumbling, then the roof of the building caved in and down with it came the robots.

It was a blast of sound and a storm of air and I legged it down a story just in case.

I needn't have worried. The rumblings ceased and I slapped a hand against the wall. Rubble tumbled but nothing twitched. Hell yeah.

"Strike." I say with a grin because it was a good one and I wasn't going to waste it. It wasn't as satisfying though.

"TWO MINUTES REMAINING!"

Only two? I'd spent too much time running around. The fights were dying down too and the vibrations were becoming weaker and weaker.

I wondered if I had time to find another cluster of three pointers. Probably not. I was going to have to scramble with the rest of the small fry. Still, thirty seven points. Good but not something that would guarantee me a pass. I needed more points.

Looked like I was tangling with the small fry.

With a sigh I was quick to make my way out of the building and was suddenly very glad that I had done so. Without so much as a by-your-leave, the ground shook and then explosions erupted across the replica city and I actually staggered as the force of the blast shook the earth.

For a second in time I thought that Explode-boy had gone and overdone it.

Then the vibrations reached and even I had to choke.

It was a massive metallic thing on wheels that barrelled through the high rise buildings like they were made out of foam. It was a massive rumbling thing that crumbled buildings wherever it passed. The students were like ants screaming and scrambling about trying to get away from the giant robot's path of destruction.

The air was going crazy, like it too was attempting to run away and the earth trembled beneath my feet like we'd just been hit by an earthquake and not a giant robot.

Thundering steps charged past me as a small crowd of students ran screaming. Ran screaming in the opposite direction from the explosions. Couldn't blame them. Anything with that much firepower wasn't good news. At all.

Then there was the kid who I'd told to go hide in a building. Problem was, he was still in the building and not moving.

I was almost tempted to leave the idiot there to get crushed.

Almost. This was a hero exam after all.

I ran into the building as the massive zero-point robot started rumbling our way. It was still two streets down so I should have time to grab the trembling idiot and leg it.

"HEY! YOU! WIMP!" I yelled sprinting into the building and the guy whimpered in the corner. "Let's go!"

"Out there?!" The guy wailed and I was pretty sure that he was crying.

"No. We're going to stay here so that we can get crushed when the robot wrecks the building." I said deadpan because was this kid an idiot?

"IT'S DESTROYING BUILDINGS?!"

Okay, maybe he wasn't that big of an idiot if he didn't know that the robot was destroying buildings. He probably thought that he would be safe in something solid.

"Yes. Now pull yourself together and run." I say yanking him up by the back of his collar and all but kicking him out the door. He whimpered but ran to catch up with the screaming group.

The robot rumbled closer, and I was betting that it was honing in on the students.

I legged it as well, no need to fight something that wasn't worth any points.

There was screaming and scrambling and mindless panic as everyone tried to get away from the giant robot and forgot that they were in a maze-like city and just ran in whatever direction the giant robot wasn't.

The scattering throughout the city caused the previously motionless robots to beep to life and then the screaming intensified.

I was half-way to the gates before I hesitated. I still had time. Perhaps less than a minute, but time. I could score at least one or two points.

I turned around and ran towards the nearest robot. Might be kill-stealing but eh.

"Where the hell are these things coming from?!" Some girl wailed as she sprinted away from a one-pointer that was intent on crushing her.

Or it could be saving people's asses.

My hand reached out towards a pile of rubble and selecting the biggest piece, I swiped to the side open palmed. The rubble cut through the air and nailed the one-pointer in the head. The metal didn't dent or crumple. It broke into pieces.

One pointers were weak little things that died after a decent hit.

"T-Thank you." The girl said panting and I nodded and pointed down the street.

"Run that way." I advise and the girl nods before sprinting away not wanting to stay where she could probably get ambushed.

Thirty-eight points.

The screaming and storming continued and I reached out sliding my feet against the ground seeking the three-pointer tanks.

I found a cluster trying to run down a group of students but since it was on the other side of where the giant robot was rampaging, I wouldn't have time to get there. There was a smaller cluster getting the tar exploded out of them, probably by Explode-boy and I didn't bother trying to go in that direction.

Then there was a group of students trying to flee from the rampaging robot while trying to get around a mixture of two and three pointer robots. They were a street away. Also closer to the giant zero-pointer which was still destroying buildings but it could net me the greatest number of points.

Plus, if the giant zero-pointer did bring a building down on me, I was fairly confident that I could at least divert the rubble if not stop it completely.

Getting around had gotten quite difficult. Mainly because the ground was now covered with sharp pieces of rubble and although I had rather tough feet, I wouldn't want to step on sharp pointy things either. There had been more than one instance where I had to employ a bit of air to get me over particularly large patches of rubble. I couldn't exactly fly like my mother but I could manage a glide by pushing the air around me to slow my fall and to push me forwards. Gas wasn't the most supportive of things, mainly because I wasn't producing air, I was manipulating the air around my body. To propel myself, I had taken to first twisting the air around a limb, then pushing it in the opposite direction of where I wanted to go. It mimicked the expulsion of air and boosted me in a certain direction. It wasn't perfect but it was workable.

One street and a corner later, I arrived at the group of screaming students. They were huddled together trying to fight back-to-back but it wasn't going very well since they were scrambling everywhere. The giant zero pointer was also looming and advancing at the end of the street crushing buildings as it went.

Up close it was quite intimidating. Solid steel, tank-like wheels and robotic arms that slammed into buildings causing them to crumble and shower the street in large pieces of rubble.

There were two two-pointers left and three tree-pointers. I'd say four three-pointers but the fourth one was quite close to being beaten to death by a girl with truly massive hands.

More than enough.

Then, the worst possible thing happened.

The giant zero-pointer advanced, it's massive fist swinging and clipping the corner of the building just to the left of our little group. The rubble began to fall right on us and the two and three pointer robots chose that moment to make their final charge and I was betting that there was someone in the control room that made them do that. It was too coordinated for it not to be.

The girl with the massive hands held them up like a shield but it wouldn't be enough. Her hands were big yes, but not big enough to cover a full street.

I reached out with both hands and pulled at the falling rubble. I didn't bother with the smaller pieces, just grasped the larger pieces and pulled them like I was pulling water from a pond.

The momentum from the fall still there, the chunks of cement moved easily and I spun in a circle pivoting my foot so that the stream of rock collided directly with the charging robots.

The rest of the rubble fell onto the large hands of the girl relatively harmless.

The robots fizzed and creaked. One of the two-pointers clambered back onto its legs with a swing of its long tail and I wasn't about to give up points that easily. With a flick of a wrist the two-pointer was down fizzing on the ground very much dead.

One three pointer with a hole in its side beeped miserably by a quick chunk of cement to the head put a stop to that. I did feel slightly bad though. That had been a particularly miserable beep.

Suddenly a blaring sound rang throughout the entire city. It was a low monotone note and the giant zero pointer stopped. I did a quick calculation.

Two two-pointers, three three-pointers, ten points. Total of forty-eight points.

I grinned pretty good.

"THE TEST IS OVER!" Present Mic blared through the speakers and everything came to a standstill.

"Thank you for the assist." The girl with the big hands said striding towards me and I nod.

"Purely opportunistic." I say without a hint of shame because it was true.

"Itsuka Kendo. It is a pleasure to meet you." The girl said with a quick polite bow and I returned it.

"Minami Hisoka. Likewise." I say because it was the polite thing to do.

"All students! Make your way to the gates! We will administer the written exams in half an hour!" Present Mic declared through the sound system and we all made our way to the gates. Half an hour's worth of rest before the written? Talk about brutal.

It took a good ten minutes for everyone to be found and then we were all herded back to the locker rooms. Those with injuries were sent off to the nurse. There weren't many injuries, just minor scrapes and bruises.

The grin on my face didn't fade until I was seated in my special little room for the written test.

Fighting robots? Definitely something I'd have to do again. It was fun.

A/N

Right. So. That's the practical exams. Reviewers… I'm losing track of you all! What do I dooooo T.T

I'm playing with the idea of putting Koji Koda (The animal guy that never speaks) into the B-class and having Hisoka take his place. It would keep all the canon characters in and round off class numbers. Let me know how you think!