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All Might blinked in confusion at Izuku's words.

"So you're asking me if One for All can somehow boost the quirk of its user."

Izuku nodded his head fiercely.

"I know that quirks grow naturally over time, but its recent growth is ridiculous. One for All powers me physically, so is it possible that it could be boosting my quirk as well?"

All Might scratched his head nervously.

"I don't really know honestly. I never really asked my master about it, so it's certainly possible. I also paid less attention to my master's lessons then I would like to admit."

Izuku looked down dejectedly.

"So, there's no way we can know for sure."

All Might shook his head.

"I wouldn't say that. While most of my master's old friends are dead for one reason or another, I could ask the remaining few if they remember her developing any sudden changes in her quirk."

All Might glanced back up at Izuku.

"Either way, please try to be careful with your quirk for the remainder of the tournament."

Izuku glanced down at his gauntlets.

He's right my quirk is even more of a danger now than it ever was before. If I happened to grab someone without my gauntlets by mistake-

Izuku quickly pushed away that thought.

No, I can't think like that. If I ignore my quirk just because it's dangerous, I'll never be able to grow stronger. Like it or not, Shigaraki showed me that I can use my quirk for more than just murder. I can grow and adapt to this change, I'm just going to have to work harder than ever before.

Izuku looked back up at his mentor with fire in his eyes.

"This power boost is just a setback! I promise that I'll win this tournament for you All Might!"

All Might seemed surprised at his pupil's determination for a moment before his face morphed into a wide smile.

"With an attitude like that, I'm sure that you'll win. Just know that I'll be cheering for you the whole time."

Enji Todoroki was beginning to lose his patience with the large crowd of people trying to talk to him as he attempted to walk back to his seat.

It had started off as kind of annoying, but still somewhat tolerable, when people had repeatedly stopped as he walked towards the bathroom. He only really started getting annoyed after they had started to group around him like piranhas to get his attention.

As Enji stepped forward to try and part the crowd desperately competing for his attention, he got pushed back once again by people begging for his autograph.

It was a miracle that he hadn't cremated any of them yet.

Damn it all! How could get out of this situation?! The only thing these miserable excuses for humans care about was fame and money. The only thing that could distract them was someone more famous and rich. But who was rich and famous enough to divert the attention of these swine?

Enji grimaced as he realized his only option.

Was that really necessary? Did he really want to use the name of his rival just to get out of an annoying situation?

For the twenty-seventh time that hour, a woman practically pounced on him, screaming about how she wanted to bare his children.

Yes. Yes, he did.

Enji quickly turned around and pointed as far away from his as possible.

"Look over there! It's All Might!"

Within seconds, the crowd had basically disappeared, every last one of them chasing after a hero that wasn't there.

Enji took a second to breathe.

He hated vultures like those idiots. If he had his way, he would burn every last one of them until there weren't even ashes left.

Enji moved to continue his walk back to his seat before he saw something interesting out of the corner of his eye.

Walking towards the staircase was the unmistakably tiny form of Hisashi's spawn. He looked annoyingly relaxed for someone who was about to fight against his friends.

A thought occurred to Enji. He had been planning to talk to the child following the Sports Festival, to convince him to intern at his agency, but now was just a good of a time as any.

Enji quickly intercepted the kid as he moved towards the staircase and grabbed him by the shoulder.

"I want you to come with me for a moment."

The kid turned towards him with a surprised expression for a moment. Slowly, his expression morphed from confusion into amazement.

"Oh my god! You're the number 2 hero Endeavor! I'm such a huge fan!"

Enji stared down at the child in confusion.

It seemed like Hisashi had told him nothing about their history together. That was very unlike him.

Not that he cared of course. In fact, it made this much easier.

"Whatever. I wanted to talk to you about something, so come with me for a moment."

The child scratched his head sheepishly with his free hand.

"Sorry, but I can't right now. Recovery Girl just got finished healing my finger so I'm low on time. The first matches of the third round are going to begin soon and I want to change into a fresh change of clothes before then."

Enji gripped the child's shoulder harder.

"I wasn't asking."

Enji struggled as he tried to drag the surprisingly strong child away.

"Sir, I really need to get going. You're also really hurting my shoulder, so can you loosen up your grip?"

Enji growled.

"Stop being so annoying. I just want to talk for a few minutes. We could get this over with much quicker if you would just cooperate!"

"I would advise that you let go of him, or I will be forced to intervene."

Enji stopped pulling on the child and turned to see a tall, blonde he recognized as one of the third-year hero students. He would've been intimidating if it wasn't for the fact that Enji had around 14 centimeters on him.

Enji glared hatefully at the annoying teen who interrupted him.

"What did you say to me, punk?"

The third-year met his glare with one of his own.

"I advised you to let go of Izuku. He clearly doesn't want to go anywhere with you and is protesting very loudly. If you don't let go of him, I'll be forced to intervene on his behalf."

Enji released his grip on the child and fully turned his body towards the teen.

"Do you know who I am you amateur?"

The third-year smirked cockily.

"Of course I do. I would need to be living under a rock to not know the number two hero. I just don't care."

Enji growled at the sheer arrogance of this boy. How dare this boy disrespect him!

"You should care you miserable weakling. If you try to interfere with my business, I could easily destroy you and your future career in heroics."

The teen chuckled heartily, causing Enji's fury to grow.

"What's so funny you piece of shit? Do you want to fight?! Do you think you can best the number two hero?!"

The teen's laughter finally stopped and he pointed with a smile beside him.

"I don't need to beat you in a fight and I don't plan to fight you. All I needed to do was distract you."

Enji turned and was surprised to see that Hisashi's spawn was gone. He angrily whirled around to glare at the blonde third-year. To his surprise, the teen was quickly sinking into the floor. With one last friendly wave, he disappeared without a trace.

Enji felt his temper begin to boil over.

He had just lost one of his best chances to talk to Hisashi's spawn, he had been utterly humiliated by a third-year student of all things, and that same student had disappeared, leaving nothing for him to let his frustration out on. Could this get any worse?

Suddenly, he felt a weight on his back, causing him to stumble forward before falling on the floor.

"LET ME HAVE YOUR BABIES ENDEAVOR!"

Enji groaned.

He hated his life.

Minoru tapped his foot as he waited for the rest of his friends to arrive. All of them had agreed to meet up and discuss where to sit before the third round started. Unfortunately, it seemed like everyone was late.

Minoru glanced over at Uraraka, who was currently staring vacantly into space.

Well, almost everyone.

To be honest, he was surprised that Uraraka had even made it this far. She looked ready to fall over any minute. Hell, he would be surprised if she made it through her first match without collapsing from exhaustion. It was a bit worrying, but he trusted Izuku to help her.

"MINETA!"

Minoru turned his head to see Iida walking towards him, chopping the air as he usually did when he was going to scold someone.

"Yes, Iida?"

Iida kept chopping at the air, seemingly without even realizing it.

"I heard you conspiring with Kaminari earlier to trick our female classmates into wearing cheerleader outfits! I was unable to confront you earlier, but I shall do it now. Do you have anything to say for yourself?!"

Minoru waved his hand.

"O,h that! Yeah, I changed my mind."

Iida stopped chopping the air with his hand mid-motion.

"...really?"

Minoru nodded.

"Yeah. Kaminari convinced me to do it earlier, but I got cold feet. Maybe it's due to the fact that Izuku is so adamantly against it, but I just don't feel comfortable doing perverted things like that anymore. I left the outfits and the fake note I wrote on the table in our changing room."

Iida stared for a moment, before smiling and patting Minoru on the shoulder.

"What a mature and thoughtful decision. I must commend you, Mineta."

Minoru smiled.

"Thanks."

"Hey, guys."

Minoru turned towards Izuku's voice.

"Hey Izu-"

Minoru's voice died in his throat.

Iida turned around and froze in pure shock,

Izuku cocked his head in confusion at his friend's behavior.

"Is something wrong?"

Minoru looked Izuku up and down.

"Uh, Izuku. Why are you wearing a cheerleading outfit?"

Izuku was dressed in the same outfit that Minoru had left in the changing room. From the mini-skirt to the pom-poms, he was wearing the entire uniform. The worst part was that he absolutely rocked the outfit.

"I found some uniforms and a note from Aizawa while I was changing. It basically told us to wear these and cheer in between matches. I thought it was a bit weird, but there's a probably an important lesson he's trying to teach us with these."

Izuku spun around and struck a pose.

"Besides this thing is really comfortable. I don't think I'm going to mind wearing this."

Minoru suddenly noticed a small drone flying around Izuku and making soft clicking noises, but decided not to comment on it.

"The note was fake. I was originally going to put the note and the uniforms in the girl's changing rooms to trick them into wearing them, but I changed my mind."

Izuku's face fell.

"Oh."

The three of them stood in silence for a moment.

"Can I still wear it?"

Iida and Minoru exchanged glances.

"No."

Izuku grumbled for a moment before going walking back towards the changing room.

Minoru sighed in relief, but noticed the drone fly a few feet away towards Hatsume who was typing away on her phone.

Sneaking quietly away from Iida, Minoru walked over to Hatsume.

"What are you doing?"

Hatsume turned her phone around to show numerous images of Izuku in his cheerleader outfit.

"Taking pictures of Izuku that I can sell to his admirers."

Minoru stared at her.

"Isn't that extremely wrong from both a legal and moral standpoint. Can't you get arrested for that?"

Hatsume gave him a deadpan look.

"Do you want to help me and get a portion of the profits or not?"

"...yes."

Hatsume smiled.

"Good. Now I need you to go and scout out some possible customers and then report them to me by the end of the tournament."

Minoru pointed over by the tunnel.

"I think you can find one is right there."

Uraraka stared at where Izuku just was intensely. It would've been kind of cute, if she wasn't drooling heavily from her mouth.

Hatsume chuckled.

"It's so obvious."

Minoru turned to Hatsume.

"So what happens if we get caught?"

Hatsume waved off his worries.

"It'll be fine. I'm sure that there's no one who'll get too mad."

Meanwhile, Shigaraki, Mirio, Melissa, Hisashi, Inko, and All Might suddenly felt the strong urge to murder someone.

Shoto moved through the hallways looking for his rival.

Izuku had humiliated him last round in front of everyone. It was infuriating, but it was also respectable. Izuku was really giving it his all to win, which is why he deserved to know why Shoto couldn't lose.

Shoto turned the corner and crashed into someone. He stumbled back for a moment, before he regained his balance. He looked up towards the person he bumped into.

"I apologize for colliding with yo-"

Shoto's voice died in his throat.

In front of him was Izuku, which in itself wasn't odd. No, what was odd was the fact that he was wearing a cheerleader's outfit.

Shoto stared for a few moments too long before he caught himself and averted his gaze with a blush.

"Oh, hello Izuku."

Izuku smiled at him brightly.

"Hey Shoto, how are you doing?"

Shoto continued to avert his gaze.

"Fine, I guess. I actually needed to talk with you for a moment if you're not too busy with…."

Shoto motioned towards Izuku's outfit.

"Whatever it is that you're doing."

Izuku looked down at the outfit he was wearing.

"I'm not doing anything currently. I just fell for a prank Mineta set up and put this outfit on. Personally, I think I look great in it."

Izuku struck a pose.

"What do you think Shoto?"

Shoto started screaming internally.

"You look ridiculous. Either way, there's something I need to talk to you about."

Izuku pouted like a child but followed Shoto to a more private hallway.

The two reached their destination and turned to stand opposite from each other.

After awkwardly staring at each other for a few moments, Izuku cleared his throat.

"So, what did you need to talk to me about."

Shoto gazed down at his left hand.

"Let me be frank with you Izuku. I respect you immensely. You're kind to a fault and you're truthfully giving it your all to win this tournament."

Izuku blinked in surprise.

"Thanks for the com-"

Shoto cut him off with a wave of his hand.

"Let me finish."

Shoto took a deep breath before continuing.

"I respect your drive and your determination, but I have to win."

Shoto closed his eyes.

"Do you what quirk marriages are, Izuku?"

Izuku nodded.

"They were an archaic practice during the second and third generations of quirk users. The purpose was to marry someone with a specific quirk to make a powerful child."

Shoto gazed at his hands.

"My father, Endeavor, married my mother to create a child with the perfect fire quirk. While my siblings were considered failures, I was considered his magnum opus."

Izuku's eyes widened.

"Wait a minute, your father is Endeavor?

Shoto glared at him annoyance.

Izuku shrunk back at the glare.

"Sorry, that's off-topic."

Shoto waved it off.

"Anyways, my father considered me above my siblings and purposely separated me from them to mold me into his successor. He trained me every day to try and make me stronger, even though I was barely old enough to add and subtract numbers."

Shoto tightly gripped his arms.

"He worked me to the bone every day, until I was covered in bruises and unable to even move due to my exhaustion. My mother tried to interfere, but my father wasn't a kind man to people who interfered with his plans."

Shoto felt tears beginning to form in his eyes.

"I remember watching my mother slowly break down mentally before I was old enough to even know what a mental breakdown was. She kept getting worse and worse until she finally snapped. The day she lost it completely was the day I gained this scar."

Shoto rubbed the scar around his left eye.

"Father institutionalized her afterwards and made sure to prevent me from ever seeing her again. After that, I promised not to use the fire-half of my quirk ever again, just to spite him. It hurt me immensely to have to continue living with a monster like that, but the worst was still to come."

Shoto shivered.

"I never got to know my eldest brother, Touya, well. From what little I saw of him, he was more of a ticking time bomb then my mother. Every time I saw him, he would look at me with more contempt than I thought possible and he treated everyone disrespectfully. Even then, I can't really blame him. From what little I saw of his training with my father, it was even more brutal and soul-crushing then my own."

Shoto felt tears openly coming down his face.

"Touya died during a confrontation with my father. I don't know what it was that they were arguing about, but I think Touya finally snapped and tried to kill my father. Touya ended up disintegrating himself with his own fire and father barely made it out alive. We never found anything left of him to bury. In the end, Touya committed suicide, meaning my father got off scott-free."

Shoto wiped the tears off his face and took another breath.

"My father is a monster who deserves to die. Words cannot describe the amount of hate I posses for him. All he cares about is me becoming the number one hero. Nothing more and nothing less."

Shoto gripped his hand tightly.

"Which is why I have to win this for myself. To prove to my father that I don't need his help to be the number one hero, that I can be strong enough to win this tournament without his half of my quirk. That's why I'll beat you Izuku, no matter how hard you try."

Shoto gazed back up at Izuku to see him staring back with a look of sympathy.

"I can't imagine the pain you've been through Shoto. No one deserves what happened to you."

Shoto averted his eyes.

The two stood in silence for a moment.

"But don't you think you're just giving Endeavor what he wants?"

Shoto whipped his head back around towards Izuku.

"What?!"

Izuku held his gaze without flinching.

"Don't you think that you're just giving Endeavor what he wants by winning only to spite him. It doesn't matter if you use your quirk or not, he only cares about you being the number one hero."

Shoto gripped his fists.

"No! I'm doing this to show him that I don't need him!"

Izuku's face didn't change.

"Do you think he actually cares Shoto? Will spiting him by not using his quirk actually do anything to make up for the pain he's caused you?"

Shoto gritted his teeth.

"You don't understand!"

Izuku held up his gauntlet.

"You're right, I don't understand how you feel about your abuse. I can, however, understand what you said about refusing to use your quirk. For the longest time Shoto, I refused to use my quirk too."

Shoto stared at him.

"Y-you, understand?"

Izuku rubbed his gauntlet.

"I hurt my mother and Katsuki very badly when my quirk first manifested. Everybody at school was afraid of me for how terrifying my quirk was. I was isolated for most of my childhood. All of that contributed to my decision to never use my quirk unless absolutely necessary."

Izuku closed his eyes in thought.

"But I found myself forced to use it again and again when I didn't want to. I despised myself for using it against a villain that tried to kill me, I despised myself for having to use it during the entrance exams against the robots, and I despised myself for resorting to using it against Katsuki."

Izuku opened his eyes.

"Ironically, it was a villain that showed me how much I was limiting myself by refusing to use it. I was purposely making myself weaker and I realized that I needed to change if I wanted to grow as a hero."

Izuku held up his gauntlets.

"That's why I had these made. They help me keep myself and those around me safe in combat. So while I can't understand what you've been through, I can at least understand that."

Shoto fell into thought for a moment before looking back up in anger.

"That doesn't change anything! Our situations are completely different!"

Izuku smiled sadly.

"Do you want to be a hero Shoto?"

Shoto gazed at him in confusion.

"W-what?"

Izuku ignored his question and looked away.

"We should get going. I still need to change and the third round is about to begin."

Izuku tried to walk away, but Shoto intercepted him.

"What did you just say?"

Izuku sighed.

"Do you want to be a hero Shoto? If spiteing Endeavor is all you care about, than being something other than a hero is the best way to do that.

Izuku walked around the now frozen Shoto and walked away.

Shoto stood in silence, unable to fully process what had just happened.

Katsuki stood on the field facing his opponent, some blonde fucker from the other hero course.

He had been humiliated once again by Deku and the ice bastard. He was trying so hard and even then they could beat him with ease. It made him so angry!

Katsuki took a deep breath.

He had to calm himself like his therapist said. He had one last chance and he couldn't ruin it by murdering someone during the Sports Festival. If he went into this fight angry, he could very easily screw up.

He was trying to change for the better, he really was. It was just really hard when he was so used to solving all his problems with intense violence. He needed to win this shitty tournament without going overboard.

He glanced over towards the jumbotron displaying the bracket. At the bottom was the name he despised with a passion. The fucker that he had to beat here and now to prove his superiority.

The villainous bastard had been humiliating him and looking down on him since the day he got his quirk. The bastard had the gall to constantly beat him in every challenge and defeat him at every turn.

If Deku lost before the finals, he would be disappointed. It would rob him of the chance to beat the bastard himself.

Cracking noises came out of the speakers as they turned on.

"Welcome everyone to the final round of the Sports Festival. Now let us introduce our first contestants. In this corner, we have the explosive runner-up of our hero course's Class 1-A, Bakugou Katsuki!"

Applause and cheers rang out through the stadium. Katsuki chose to ignore the annoying shits and focused on preparing himself mentally for the fight.

"And in this corner, we have the copycat blonde of Class 1-B, Monoma Neito."

Katsuki noticed the blonde bowing and chattering at the applause from the stadium and snorted at the haughty air surrounding him. This fucker seemed like an arrogant bastard, the kind of people he hated most. He was going to enjoy wiping that smirk off his face.

"And without further ado, we shall begin!"

Katsuki blasted straight at the bastard as soon as Present Mic stopped talking. Within seconds, he was right in front of the bastard. Smiling at his surprise, Katsuki raised his hand and blasted the teen in the chest.

As soon as the smoke cleared, however, he was surprised to see that the asshole was covered in metal with an arrogant smirk on his face.

"What's wrong, are you surprised that your little firecrackers did nothing to me?"

The bastard took a swing at him that Katsuki barely avoided by blasting himself backwards.

It seemed like the bastard had a hardening quirk of some kind that turned his skin into metal. It would be annoying to deal with, but he could deal with it.

Suddenly, the steel covering the blonde disappeared and his hair turned green.

That was odd, why would he lower his defenses.

Suddenly, a mass of vines quickly shot towards him from the bastard's head. Katsuki luckily reacted in time and blasted himself over the vines.

Did this bastard have 2 quirks like the shitty Deku? No, that was unlikely. He would've heard something about this kid if he did, so he most likely only had one quirk. But what was it?

Katsuki took advantage of the overextension of the vines and shot himself at the blonde. He should end this before he got another chance to trap him.

Katsuki was right in front of the bastard instantly and he let out a powerful blast at the roots of his hair to sever it.

To his surprise, the bastard's hair had morphed back to normal and he now had enlarged hand that had blocked the attack.

"You can defeat my combination of copied quirks 1-A weakling!"

Katsuki's eyes widened at his words.

He recognized these quirks, they had belonged to other 1-B students that he had seen during the second round. The bastard had a copy quirk of some kind!

Katsuki blasted himself backwards again, this time smirking heavily.

This bastard had more than one quirk. Most people would be intimidated by the prospect of fighting someone with more than one quirk. Katsuki was not one of those people.

Katsuki licked his lips.

This was going to be fun.

Before he could blast off to take down the blonde once and for all, the bastard's face fell.

"I surrender!"

Katsuki stared for a moment in confusion.

"...what?"

The bastard had the gall to look annoyed at his own surrender.

"My time limit on my copied quirks ran out. There's no way I can beat you without them. I'd rather surrender now then get humiliated by you."

Katsuki gritted his teeth.

Oh, come on!

Momo stood at the ready as she prepared to fight Iida.

She felt herself quivering from nervousness. She caught Iida staring at her in concern and stopped her shivering with a deep breath.

She couldn't lose her nerve here, not when she had fought so hard to make it to the finals. Her parents were watching. The country was watching. She couldn't lose now!

"Begin."

Momo started making a staff, but was only part of the way through by the time Iida had reached her.

Desperately she blocked Iida's barrage of kicks with her partially formed staff and leapt back to try and complete her weapon.

She only succeeded in getting a bit more before Iida was upon her again, sending another flurry of kicks that she barely blocked.

Iida suddenly swept her legs out from under her, causing her to fall onto her back in front of him.

Thinking quickly, she finished her staff and blocked the downwards kick that Iida attempted to land on her.

Finally, she had her staff complete. She could do this! She could win!

Momo stood up and threw a few swings at Iida with her staff, trying to knock him down. Unfortunately for her, he was to fast for her to hit and easily dodged her every attack by moving backwards.

The two of them continued this cycle until they were right next to the edge of the stage.

Momo smirked and quickly charged as fast as she could to try and knock Iida off. Unfortunately, Iida was able to dodge her attack and her momentum carried her off the stage before she could stop.

She stared down at her feet as she heard Present Mic announce Iida's victory.

She had lost.

Kirishima prepared himself to fight against Kaminari.

Kirishima chanted over and over again in his head that he would win this tournament. He had been training all month for this and he wasn't going to let it all go to waste.

He knew that he wasn't the strongest, or the smartest, or the most skilled combatant when it came to a fight, but he would give it his all to win!

He looked over towards the stands where a ticked off Katsuki was giving him a menacing look. The two maintained their gaze for a moment before Katsuki smirked and gave him a thumbs-up.

Kirishima turned to face Kaminari who was gearing up and sparking from excitement.

"Begin!"

Kirishima immediately hardened himself and ran full speed ahead at Kaminari like a freight train. He would take him down with one powerful hit!

Kaminari smirked before placing his hands on the grown.

"I know I can't beat you in direct combat Kirishima, so I'm going to have to go all out from the very start to take you out."

Kaminari started shaking and immense amounts of lightning started coming off him.

"Indiscriminate Shock: 1.3 million volts!"

Kirishima felt an incredible amount of electricity flow through him incredibly quickly. It was like the pain of shocking yourself with an outlet except a thousand times worse.

Kirishima pushed through the pain however, barely staying conscious and pushed himself forward one step at a time towards Kaminari.

Kaminari looked at him in shock before he growled at him again.

"It seems like you can handle 1.3 million volts. That's certainly impressive, but not good enough. Let's see if you can handle 2 million volts!"

The pain flowing through Kirishima increased immensely. Kirishima could barely move at this point from the pain, but he forced himself to endure. He refused to lose!

Kirishima took another step forward and felt his steps begin to waver.

He realized that had no chance if this continued. He was barely able to move and Kaminari was still at least 2 meters away.

Just as Kirishima began to despair over his imminent loss, the pain from the electricity suddenly stopped.

He looked up in surprise to see that Kaminari now had a stupid look on his face.

"Yaaaaaayyyy!"

Kaminari thrusted at the air unconsciously.

Kirishima took advantage of his classmates stupidity and forced himself forwards. He grabbed Kaminari by the shirt and threw him off the stage.

He stared down at his drooling classmate while trying to catch his breath.

He did it. He had won.

He felt himself falling and everything faded to black.

Minoru took deep breaths as he prepared to fight Ashido.

Honestly, he could lose here and no one could blame him. He was the physically weaker combatant and no one had expected him to actually make it this far. He had done good enough.

Minoru clenched his fist.

But he didn't want to be just "good enough". He wanted to exceed everyone's expectations and make it as far as he could. He wanted to be amazing and inspirational like Izuku.

"Begin!"

Minoru immediately started pelting his spheres all over the stage, setting up for his main strategy.

He couldn't win in a straight up fight, so he needed to play this smart. He would place as many of his spheres as possible around the arena. Eventually, Ashido would have to trip up and get caught on them. It would then be a simple enough task to completely immobilize her.

Ashido didn't stay still for long, however, immediately using her acid to slide around quickly on the ground towards him. She had the physical advantage and was clearly trying to press it.

Minoru hopped on one of his spheres and bounced away to the other side of the stage while continuing to pelt the floor with spheres.

They continued this cycle for a while before Minoru realized that he needed a new plan.

Ashido wasn't the brightest tool in the shed, but she was very skilled at using her acid. She was easily able to dance around his spheres even with her enhanced speed.

He felt a bit of blood on his hair as he grabbed his next sphere.

Not to mention the fact that he was running out of spheres. He needed a new plan to trap her. But how could he distract her enough to immobilize her.

Minoru grimaced.

Well, this would probably hurt.

Minoru charged Ashido head on, bouncing quickly towards her.

Ashido smirked.

"Finally decided to stop running?"

Minoru ignored her and started bouncing around her randomly, constantly switching directions to mess with her.

Ashido followed his movements and tried throwing some weak acid at him to no avail. She kept throwing more and more acid unsuccessfully getting continuously more frustrated as she missed.

As she threw another glob of acid at him, Minoru made his move. To her utter shock, Minoru charged head first through the weak acid towards her. The shock of such a crazy maneuver slowed her enough for Minoru to crash into her.

Ashido stumbled backwards and fell on the balls behind her. As she struggled against the balls, Minoru threw more on top of her to completely immobilize her.

Unable to melt the balls through her clothes, Ashido cleared her throat.

"I surrender."

Minoru cheered and whooped loudly.

He had done it! He had actually moved on!

He winced as he was reminded of the weak acid that was burning him.

He needed to go see Recovery Girl.

Shoto was distracted as he waited for Present Mic to announce the beginning of the match.

He felt conflicted. Izuku's words kept ringing through his head. Did he really want to be a hero?

Absentmindedly he heard Present Mic announce the start of the match and he placed his hand on the ground to create a glacier. Almost instantly, he had trapped his oponnent.

Shoto was so distracted that he didn't even notice Midnight ruling that he had won my immobilization. He didn't care about all that right now. All he could focus on was the same thought that kept running through his head.

Did he want to be a hero?

Fumikage staid on guard as he stared at the combatant from 1-B, Shiozaki Ibara, across from him.

Admittedly, he did not know much about her, but that just made him more cautious. She was obviously strong enough to make it this far and he heard Izuku mumble something about someone with the name Shiozaki being a major threat, so he would play it safe from the beginning.

"Begin."

Fumikage immediately sent out his Dark Shadow to attack Shiozaki. To his surprise, Dark Shadow was intercepted by a mass of vines that rose out of her hair.

So her quirk was the ability to fight with the vines that made up her hair. It was certainly one of the more odd quirks he had seen, but it was clearly powerful based on how easily they intercepted his Dark Shadow.

Thinking quickly, he recalled his Dark Shadow back to him and kept it hovering in front of him. In this position, it could leap from attack to defense in the matter of an instant.

Shiozaki retracted her vines a bit and let them hover in front of her. They both had long-range quirks that made them vulnerable up-close. Both their quirks were also particularly vulnerable to counterattacking, due to how long it took for them to retract. It was dangerous for one of them to attack the other, so they were locked in a stalemate.

Fumikage looked around the stage and thought about his different options. He needed to get Dark Shadow in close to Shiozaki to take her out without him being intercepted. But how could he do that?

Fumikage noticed that Shiozaki was clearly more focused on him than she was on Dark Shadow. She seemed to consider him the easier target and her hair seemed to be a bit more aimed at him then Dark Shadow.

Quickly communicating his plan to Dark Shadow, Fumikage went left and had Dark Shadow go right.

Taking advantage of his separation from Dark Shadow, Shiozaki shot her hair out as quickly as she could at Fumikage. Fumikage smirked and kept backing up as she tried to ensnare him with her hair.

Unfortunately for Shiozaki, she had forgotten about Dark Shadow who had closed the distance between them while Shiozaki was distracted. Before she could respond, Dark Shadow grabbed her and threw her out of the ring.

Fumikage recalled his now tired looking Dark Shadow and smirked. He listened to the cheers of the crowd around him before he walked back to the tunnel he had originally entered the stadium from.

As soon as he was in the tunnel, Fumikage smirked and pumped his fists.

Todoroki better get ready, because he was going to kick his ass.

Shinso swaggered onto the stage arrogantly to intimidate his opponent.

He was here in the Sports Festival to win and proved all those arrogant douchebags in the hero course wrong! He couldn't believe the gall of those idiots, acting like the villain attack at USJ wasn't the best possible thing that could happen to them.

Shinso snorted.

Whatever, he would win this stupid tournament and get transferred into the hero course. It wasn't a big deal if no one figured out his quirk.

He looked over at the overly-excited girl he was facing.

Besides, she looked like she was going to be a pushover.

"Begin."

Before Shinso could get a single word out, something flew off of the girl and covered his mouth. He desperately pulled at the contraption covering his mouth, but couldn't pull it off.

"Hello everybody! My name is Hatsume Mei, and today I will be giving you a presentation on some of my new inventions. Afterwards, I will give a speech about why I need funding to make more of my multiverse clock, which allows anyone to travel between universes by adjusting the clock."

Shinso tried to move forward to fight the pink-haired girl the old-fashioned way, but he was locked in place by another pair of her inventions. They were metal and nature and they held his feet against the ground.

"Now then, let's begin."

After a full hour of Mei demonstrating her inventions and explaining how her multiverse clock worked, she removed the inventions on his mouth and legs and simply leapt of the stage. She then walked away at a brisk pace.

Shinso stood there in confusion.

What the fuck had just happened?

Izuku felt hesitation as he stared at Uraraka from across the stage.

She kept closing her eyes as if she was about to fall asleep, before suddenly jolting awake. Her legs wouldn't stop shaking from overexertion At this point, he had no idea how she was still standing.

Normally, he would be a bit more cautious during a match up like this. Uraraka only needed to land a single hit to win, while he needed to land several. But in her current state, Uraraka would be lucky to walk a few steps.

"Begin."

Uraraka dashed forward, or at least she tried to. At the sluggish pace that she was running at, Izuku could've outpaced her easily.

"Uraraka, what's wrong?"

Uraraka ignored his question and took a swipe at him, which he dodged with ease.

"You're clearly hurting from something and I just want to know what."

Uraraka tried and failed again to land a swipe on him, this time stumbling and falling onto the ground after she missed.

"I'm your friend Uraraka, and I don't want to hurt you when you're in this state. Please just talk to me."

Uraraka struggled to even force herself up.

"Is it something I did? Is that why you don't want to talk to me?"

Uraraka finally forced herself off the ground and met Izuku's gaze with her own.

"No, of course not. You're my friend Izuku, and you shouldn't blame yourself for my problems."

Izuku looked at her doubtfully.

"Then why don't you want to talk to me about it? I'm really trying to help you but you keep rejecting me every time we talk. I just want to know what's wrong."

Uraraka swiped and missed Izuku again, tripping and falling onto the ground.

She panted heavily as she rested on the ground for a moment.

"Please Izuku, just leave it alone. I just don't want to talk about it."

Izuku stood in silence as he watched her continuously try to force herself up.

"Uraraka, I made a promise to someone very important to me that I would win this tournament, but your well-being matters more to me then this tournament. I don't care if I win or lose, I just want to help you."

Uraraka finally forced herself onto her feet and stared at him angrily.

"If you want to help me, fight back!"

Izuku shook his head.

"I can't."

Uraraka felt herself crying.

"Why?!"

Izuku smiled sadly.

"You're already hurting enough as it is. I don't want to hurt you anymore then you've hurt yourself."

Uraraka squeezed her fists in anger.

"I've been trying so hard for weeks to improve myself for this stupid tournament! I've been working day after day to improve my quirk and my strength! I train 24/7 to be better and stronger, and you can't even give me the courtesy of fighting back!"

Uraraka glared at Izuku.

"You want to know what's wrong?! Fine! I'm working so hard because I'm so useless! Everyone is so much better than me! I'm just a weak, leech of a girl who pulls down everyone around her! How can I ever compare to someone as amazing as Iida, or Tokoyami, or you!"

Uraraka looked down with tears streaming down her face.

"How can I ever be good enough for anyone?!"

Izuku walked over to Uraraka and stood in front of her. At this range, he was so close that she could hit him with ease.

"It's okay, Uraraka. I understand what you're feeling. But hurting yourself like this is going to do more harm than good. So please, just let me or someone else help you.

Uraraka wavered in place.

"I-I-"

Uraraka fell backwards onto the ground.

Izuku checked her pulse quickly and was relieved to find that she had just fainted. It seemed that her exhaustion had caught up with her.

He walked away as Midnight declared him the winner and called some paramedics.

He still had a tournament to win, but he felt a bit lighter now that he knew that his friend was better.

Hisashi stumbled through his front door with the grace of a bull. The moment he entered, he tripped and fell onto the ground with a bang.

Within seconds, Inko was in the room with him. She looked down at him in surprise.

"Honey, are you alright?"

Hisashi groaned and forced himself up.

"I'm fine sweetheart, just go bring me my phone. I have to call my boss."

Inko reluctantly left the room and returned a moment later with his phone.

Hisashi took the phone from her and quickly dialed his boss's number.

He heard the telltale click of his boss answering the phone.

"Hello?"

Hisashi grimaced.

"Jaldabaoth, we need to talk."

Basically, I was thinking about trying to write something for a different fandom and updating it sparsely every now and then. It wouldn't really affect my upload schedule since I would only write for them every once in a while. What I want to know is if you guys would be interested in it? Currently, I have 2 ideas for longer stories. One is a Jojo's Bizarre Adventure fic and the other is a Konosuba fic. I also would like to try writing some Neon Genesis Evangelion, Devilman, Seven Deadly Sins, and Overlord one-shots. If you guys are interested, I'll throw out some of my ideas next Sunday.