-That night-

As Flynn's head hit the pillow he fell asleep instantly. His dream was a memory from long ago.

Flynn was in his first grade class at a private school, he was there because his parents thought it would be a good idea for him to experience it. They were in class and they were doing a show and tell of quirks. The last to go was a black haired girl with a spiky ponytail. He saw her quirk make a Russian nesting doll.

"I can only create things from exposed skin or my clothing will rip." The girl said.

As classes continued he noticed the girl was missing then remembered some passing conversation.

'That girl will only ever be a trashy hero like Uwabami.' He remembered some random kid say.

"Excuse me Miss," Flynn addressed his teacher, "can I use the bathroom?"

"Sure thing Flynn. Go on." The teacher responded. As soon as Flynn left the classroom he smelled that girl's scent and went running to find her. As he approached her he heard her sobbing stop.

"What do you want?" That girl asked with venom in her voice, "Are you here to make fun of me too?"

"Nah, that would take too much effort. I am here to see if you are ok. After all, what kind of hero would let someone wallow in misery?" Flynn said with a smile as he sat down next to her.

"Why? Why are you helping me?" That girl asked.

"I don't know. Whenever I see someone in trouble I just can't turn away. Plus I'm not much better. If my clothes aren't fire-proof they burn right off." Flynn joked as he burned a hole in his school uniform, "Now let's get back to class."

They became quick friends and at the end of the year when Flynn transferred schools they were both devastated.

"We will see each other at UA ok?" Flynn asked that girl as he left.

"Yea." She replied as they said their tearful goodbyes. Throughout the dream whenever someone one said her name was said it just came out as that girl because he couldn't remember the name. Flynn then awoke with a start.

"Gah, that is the third time I've had that dream. She probably doesn't remember me." Flynn said, "Better get ready for the exam."

Flynn stretched, lifted weights, ran, and the works. Then opened his garage and got on his motorcycle that he made with his own two hands. He rode on to UA and walked through the front gate and walked towards his destiny.

He aced the written exam with ease. Then he walked into the auditorium and took his seat. He was seated right next to Marco. He saw their ID numbers were one after another but they were in different battle centers. Present Mic was the announcer. He explained how the practical exam. There are 3 robots a 1 point bot, 2 point bot, and a 3 point bot. Flynn was processing it as he talked to himself to better explain it to himself. Then a boy with blueish-black hair stood up and asked a question.

"Excuse me sir, but you only listed three bots but on the hand out there are four. If this an error on the school's part it is shameful. We are exemplary students and we deserve the best. And you in the back. You have been mumbling the entire time. Stop it this isn't a joke to the rest of us, if it is to you then leave."

"Oi, fuck off, you don't get the right to determine if I think this is a fucking joke. After all, I'm not laughing. Also, if you hadn't interrupted him he probably would have explained. So, why don't you sit you ass down and shut the fuck up."

"Now now, let's all calm down. The fourth villain is just an obstacle. Think of him as a trap you should avoid. Now as Napoleon Bonaparte said 'a true hero is one who overcomes life's misfortunes.' Now let's hear a big PLUS ULTRA!"

The room stayed silent for that and they all moved towards their battle centers.

As Flynn got into his fire proofed work out outfit, which consisted of a black tank top, sweatpants, and a red and black reptile scale looking scarf, he began to stretch and loosen up. This outfit left the tattoo on his left arm exposed.

The boy with blue hair walked up to Flynn and asked, "What kind of ruffian are you? First you use such vulgar language, then you have a tattoo on your arm, exposed."

"Like I said earlier fuck off, and get to know a person before you judge them. You have no idea who I am, what has happened to me, and what I have done to be here." Flynn' voice filled with malice, "And this tattoo is the only thing I have to remember my late mother by. Same goes for the scarf with my father before you make a rude comment about it. Now leave, I need to get ready."

Soon after that the test started and Flynn was the first one off since he noticed the doors open before anyone else. He was destroying robots left and right. He easily picked off the robots with a combo of speed, power, and precision. Plus One For All and his flames made it easy to tear through the robot's thin metal plating. The exam was only 15 minutes and after about 10 of them he had already racked up 93 points. He had also stopped to help some people who were about to be ambushed or who bit off more than they could chew. He was taking a small break and catching his breath when he heard rumblings and saw the zero pointer. He had to fight that thing. On his way over there he heard a cry for help. There was a black haired girl trapped in some rubble.

'Damn it I got to help her but if I don't stop that thing first we will both get crushed.' Flynn thought before yelling to the girl, "Just hang on a minute, I need to disassemble this thing first."

Then he ran towards the bot with all the speed he could muster then jumped.

Flynn shouted the name of the attack he was going to use, "Fire Dragon's Secret Art: Crimson Lotus: Exploding Flame Blade!"

As he swept his arms in a circular motion a blade of flame came out of each arm and caused several explosions as it traveled to its intended target. He then landed so after the impact of the attack. The impact caused a combustion that caused shrapnel to fly everywhere. A large mate all bar was flying at high speeds towards the black haired girl until Flynn jumped in between her and the bar. The impact of it caused him to cry out in pain and he felt his right shoulder joint become dislocated.

"Are you ok?" The black haired girl asked worried.

"Yea, just a dislocated shoulder." Flynn was nonchalant about it as he popped his shoulder back into place, "Here, let's get you out from underneath there." He began to lift the loose rubble up first in an effort to get her free, then he moved on and got some of the bigger stuff out of the way.

After he got her free he began to check for injuries and told her, "It seems you have a broken arm. What is your favorite color?"

"What does that ha-" she began to ask before Flynn set her arm back into place, "OW, you could have warned me you were going to do that."

"If I did that you would have tended up your muscles in your arm then it would have been harder and more painful to set your arm. Now let me wrap it up until you can get a proper cast." Flynn started to rip up his tank top but stopped when he heard a voice.

"No need for that young man. I can help with this young girl's injury." The voice was Recovery Girl's, "Now let me handle this." Recovery Girl used her power on the girl her pain faded.

"Now then the exam is over so why don't you all go home and await your results." Recovery Girl said.

As Flynn started to leave he said to the girl, "Hope to see you in class."

"Yea, same." She responded. Flynn left the grounds and went to where he parked his motorcycle and rode back home.

Sorry for the late update, my life just got very chaotic. That and new games came out so I got distracted.

This time I am determined to get the next chapter out in 2 weeks.

Flynn signing off.