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All Might
(Author's note)
I bet you didn't think you would see this story again, but I'm back for now. Don't wan to keep you guys waiting for too long so let's get on with the story. Don't know if I said this last chapter but Happy New Years and a late Happy Valentines Day
Chapter 10: Sports Festival Training Begins
Tsubasa's eyes creaked open as the bright lights from the U.A Infirmary shined down on him. He hissed and fought himself to assume a sitting position. Everything hurt still, but it was not as bad as before. The impalements he received on his arms were nowhere to be found. He looked at his stomach and frowned. A huge bandage covered what seemed to be a large stab wound.
Guess Recovery Girl's Quirk has its limits Tsubasa thought sadly.
Suddenly the door burst open, startling the poor Tsubasa. Nix walked through eating a bag of chips with Recovery Girl walking in right behind her. She was wearing black tights, boots, and a red sweatshirt. For the most part, she looked okay and healthy, minus the bandage wrapped around her right arm. Nix looked at her conscious brother, walking towards his bed.
"Took ya long enough. I thought your sorry ass died on me," Nix joked. Her expression then turned from humorous to confused, "Why the hell are you crying".
Much to Tsubasa's surprise, a single tear ran down his face. He quickly wiped the tear, but another quickly took its place. He tried wiping the tear once more, but it reappeared once more. Defeated, he drew in a breath before letting the waterworks out.
"I'm sorry," Tsubasa said through sobs, "I couldn't protect you. Because of me, you got hurt. If it wasn't for the Pros, we would have all been dead by now".
Tsubasa wiped his tears and started to laugh.
"It's funny, isn't it," Tsubasa smiled sadly, "To think about a week ago, I thought nothing can hurt me. Now look at me, I'm on a hospital bed, whimpering like a wounded dog. It's quite embarrassing".
Nix watched his brother in sadness. For all the time they had been together, she had never seen him break down like this. He was clearly hurting. His pride and confidence in himself were forever damaged. Tsubasa was only a mere shell of the boy he once was a few days ago. This angered her. She bent towards Tsubasa, face nearly touching his. Tsubasa blushed. She smiled warmly and, after activating her Quirk, slapped him as hard as she could. Tsubasa eyes widened and he clutched his cheek in pain.
"You get a few scars and all of a sudden you don't feel like shit," Nix spat, "Cut me the bullshit. You're supposed to be the cool, calm, and collected one of the two of us. You're not allowed to feel down. The Tsubasa I admired so much would never let a setback get into his head. In fact, he would work that much harder to make sure that the same mistake will never happen again. So, I don't wanna hear your sorry ass whine about something in the past and watch yourself destroy yourself with your own fucking thoughts. Go back to being the cocky, smart ass you've always been".
Tsubasa was shocked. He never had thought that he would need a motivational speech from Nix. The thought made him even sadder on the inside but he smiled through it.
"Thanks, Nix," Tsubasa smiled, "It really helped. You're right. No need to dwell on the past. Anyway, don't you have classes to go to?"
"You must have gotten beaten pretty bad," Nix smiled, "Can't you see what I'm wearing? Do you think I would wear this to school? School's out for two more days".
"How dense are you," Nix said, holding her head in her hands, "You're clear to go home today, so I'm here to get you".
"Already?! It's been like only one day," Tsubasa exclaimed
"More like half a week, but same shit. Time does fly when you're having fun," Nix stated
Half a week?! Tsubasa thought Was I really that badly injured. The thought hurt him even more.
"Hey, anyone in there," Nix asked, knocking on Tsubasa's head lightly. Tsubasa snapped out of his trance, "Get up and get dressed. I'm tryna get home,"
Nix tossed her brother some clothes she had brought with her and Tsubasa quickly put them on. Nix signed Tsubasa out of the infirmary and they were on their way. Kamihara was waiting outside. He was wearing casual clothes but still had his ninja mask on. He was leaned against a wall checking his phone. He saw the pair approaching and went to meet them.
"Tsubasa," Kamihara said kindly, "You're alright. I'm glad,"
"Wow, I really can tell," Tsubasa said sarcastically.
Kamihara ignored his remark and asked Nix, "Your arm okay,"
"Yeah, it's getting better," Nix said, rolling her right shoulder, "Recovery Girl said it should be fully healed by tomorrow afternoon".
Tsubasa finally asked a question that had been bugging him since he had seen her, "How are you healed that well? Sure, I get Recovery Girls quirk is powerful and all, but you were pretty badly damaged".
"I just drank water," Nix said plainly, "I was dehydrated as hell, so I drank water. Afterward, my insides seemed to fix itself, and my charred arm seemed to come back to life again. Pretty simple, to be honest".
Kamihara then butted in, "I get you guys are catching up right now, but can we get home? I've got work to do. Even though you guys are off, I'm not. Being a Pro means working around the clock".
The trio then made their way to the car and drove back to the house. In that time, Nix filled Tsubasa in on what had happened. Other than Mr. Aizawa, Tsubasa, and her, there were no major injuries. . The villains ended up escaping, making the victory go to the Heroes. The Pros also defeated the Nomu. Although the Nomu was still alive and kicking, it had been captured and was currently being held in a high-security prison on Yakushima. Tsubasa quietly took in all this information and demeaned himself in his head.
I was one of three people who was critically injured during this attack Tsubasa thought. He then thought of his fight with Kalo That bitch most likely did something to me.
'Correct' a voice ringed in his head
Tsubasa frantically looked around, trying to pinpoint where this voice was coming from.
"Who the hell said that," Tsubasa said aloud
"Are you good, no one said anything," Nix said curiously. She then leaned close to her brother and whispered, "You know, I heard of this disease called Schizophrenia that causes you to hear voices, you should probably look into it".
"Your brother does not have a mental illness," Kamihara butted in.
"Just a possibility, geez. Get off my case," Nix snapped.
"I think it would be best if you went to sleep, to avoid further confusion," Dusk explained
What the hell is he talking about? I just woke up, there's no way I can go back to- Tsubasa started to think before feeling his body give out on him. He slumped in his chair and went into another long period of sleep. He opened his eyes to find himself back in the room he had first encountered Dusk. He saw Dusk nonchalantly sitting on his throne, casually looking at his fingers.
"What are you still doing here," Tsubasa asked, "Shouldn't you be gone? Our little interaction was a one-time thing, remember?"
"That would have been the case, if you had chosen to decline Dusk's offer," Dusk chuckled, "By allowing Dusk to take over to the body, you have created an inseparable link with Dusk, giving Dusk an eternal home within your body".
"So, you tricked me," Tsubasa spat angrily.
"Dusk supposes you could say that," Dusk laughed, "Yes, Dusk tricked you".
Tsubasa took a deep breath in, attempting to subdue the anger of being outsmarted. He quickly changed the subject, "Anyways, how were you able to communicate with me without me being unconscious".
"Due to our little contract," Dusk started, "You granted Dusk many other privileges within your body. Before, since Dusk's existence was not known to you, you were unconsciously blocking Dusk out. Now I have more influence over you. Isn't that exciting?"
"So how can I stop you from bothering me all the time," Tsubasa asked
"Dusk will not tell you such an important detail. However, you can communicate with Dusk through thought, allowing you to talk to Dusk and remain conscious simultaneously".
"Useful," Tsubasa muttered, "So how do I get out of here,"
A light flashed in front of him and before he knew it, Tsubasa was in the car again. He felt something tapping on his shoulder. He turned to Nix who sighed.
"I thought you were dead for real this time," Nix joked, "We're home, so get up".
They made their way out of the car and into their home. Nix quickly made her way to the couch and threw onto it. She moaned as she popped various bones in her body and turned on the T.V. Not really in the mood to stick around, Tsubasa made his way to his room, saying goodbye to Kamihara. Kamihara watched the boy go sadly as he remembered a conversation he had with Recovery Girl a few days earlier.
Flashback
"He's dying," Kamihara repeated, astonished
"Correct," Recovery Girl said, "Although why this is happening is still unknown, based on accounts from his classmates, we can single out the problem. From what Yaoyorozu said, Tsubasa was stabbed with a blade coated in a drug that paralyzes the body, but the drug seems to have worn off, so this can't be the case. However, a good majority of the class all said something similar. After getting beaten by the Nomu, Tsubasa's body underwent a change, as if he had become somebody else. It looks like his body cannot handle the tremendous amount of power flowing through it, therefore causing his cells to deteriorate to an irreparable state. I'm not even sure my Quirk can deal with those injuries".
Kamihara sat there silently. For the first time in years, he showed an emotion; the emotion of fear. He looked at Tsubasa's resting body. He was hooked up to a ventilation system and many stabilizers were constantly being injected into his body.
"How long," Kamihara questioned in a whisper. He then turned to Recovery Girl, "How long does he have to live".
"Calm down, you sound like a concerned parent. Quite unlike you if I do say so myself," Recovery Girl replied, causing Kamihara to blush under his mask, "He can still live for quite a long time, but he must be careful. If he finds out how to use that power at will and starts to abuse it, he won't live to see graduation".
The revelation shook Kamihara to his core. Recovery Girl sighed and turned to sort her papers.
"Why do you care so much for him," Recovery Girl asked curiously, "For all the time I had known you in U.A, you never once showed this much concern for anyone".
Kamihara smirked and said, "I don't know. I guess he just reminds me of myself when I was younger. He's arrogant and prideful yet at the same time calm and humble. Not only that, but he wants to protect those dear to him no matter what. I can't help but admire that".
Recovery Girl smiled and looked at him, "You've grown into such a wonderful young man. Now, I have a favor to ask you".
"Okay, what is it you would like me to do," Kamihara complied
"Do not tell Tsubasa about this, whatever you do," Recovery Girl warned, "Don't even tell Nix either".
"Why," Kamihara asked, "It's his body, shouldn't he have the right to know what is wrong with it,"
"The boy has already taken a crushing blow to his pride," Recovery Girl said sadly, "Adding this to his pain will only add to his despair. Surely you understand".
"Okay, I understand that, but why can't Nix know," Kamihara pried.
"Having her know will make her worry for Tsubasa more than she already does, most likely to the point where she feels she needs Tsubasa to know his predicament," Recovery Girl explained, "Please, just keep this to yourself".
"Alright," Kamihara said defeated.
Flashback end
Kamihara poured himself some coffee only for his vibrating phone to interrupt him
Kamihara answered, "Hello,"
Uteki said on the other line "Group of thugs, heavily armed. Just robbed our agency and heading out of the city. We're chasing them, but they prepared for this. How fast can you get to the edge of town".
Kamihara sighed and replied, "I'll be there in five". He quickly suited up and started making his way to the scene as fast as he could.
Well, off to work Kamihara thought as he zoomed through the air.
Elsewhere
Kalo was getting the beating of his life, but not by the Doctor, but by an angry Shigaraki. Although he could end the pain in an instant, he decided to endure it.
"Why did you run off? Where were you when we needed you? You useless shit," Shigaraki screamed, hitting Kalo with his already bloodied fists, "We were so close. If it wasn't for the bitch with the glowing fist and that bird boy, we would have made our debut even bigger than Destro's Liberation Army. Not only would we have killed All Might, but a bunch of U.A students too. It's all your fault, all you had to do was follow orders and it would have been a success".
Kalo couldn't help but smile, "You really think a plan like that could kill the Symbol of Peace? You must have been high when you decided your fucking 'plan'. It had way too many flaws to count. Get real, everyone knew you were going to fail. No way in hell your stupid Nomu was gonna take down All Might. You're just a delusional, pampered brat who can't accept his failure and is quick to push it on somebody else".
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME," Shigaraki exploded with hatred.
"Tomura, please calm down," Kurogiri said, attempting to pull Shigaraki back.
"Don't fucking touch me," Shigaraki pulled his arm out of his subordinate's grip. He then cracked his knuckles, "I've been itching to kill this guy the minute I met him. Now, I finally get my chance".
Shigaraki lunged towards Kalo, hands in front of him. Kalo stood perfectly still, a smirk plastered across his face. Shigaraki swung his right hand forward, going for the killing blow.
"Tomura, enough," a mysterious voice commanded. Shigaraki's hand stopped inches from Kalo's face.
"But Master, I-" Shigaraki tried to complain, but the man wasn't having it.
"Stand down. Although he failed in assisting us in our time of need, he can still be of some use to us. Plus, his master has been making plenty of things for us, we cannot afford to sever this alliance" the man explained.
Shigaraki glared at Kalo for a few more moments before stomping out of the room in frustration. Kurogiri sighed and turned to a screen illuminating on the wall. He bowed in respect and said, "I apologize for Shigaraki's behavior, Master. He is still learning,"
"I understand that. I know he is capable, that is exactly why he is my protege" the man said. He then directed his voice to Kalo, "Boy, go to your master and tell him that we will strike again soon. Our own doctor is working to produce even stronger Nomu".
"Yeah, yeah. I got it," Kalo said casually without the slightest hint of respect. He walked out of the room and into a bathroom to clean up. Afterward, he made his way outside. After walking for some time, he decided to make a stop at his favorite spot. As he stood on Dagobah Beach, he quietly watched the waves gracefully crash up on shore. The beach hadn't been this clear in some time, however, some kid came out here for 10 months to clean it with a really skinny man. Kalo took a long breath of the nice air before hearing his phone ring.
"Yes Doctor," Kalo answered
"So you've recovered from your wounds?" the Doctor asked
"Somewhat," Kalo replied, wincing in pain from the bruises he had received, courtesy of Shigaraki
"Did you succeed in your mission?" the Doctor anxiously asked
"Yes, I have. I have recorded Tsubasa's battle data. I almost didn't get it, but that Nomu thing really saved me. Turns out it actually was useful in the end" Kalo chuckled.
"Nice work. Now come back to the lab. We must transfer the data to 0237 and prepare for Nix," The Doctor ordered.
"Alright, I'm on my way," Kalo said, dropping the call.
He looked to the sky and thought Soon, we will stand at the pinnacle of mankind, and not even All Might can stop us.
With that last thought, Kalo turned and left the beach, cackling to himself.
School resumed a few days later and Tsubasa was not thrilled. Walking into the classroom, Tsubasa was swarmed by his classmates. Everyone was worried that he would not recover and many apologized for not jumping in to help him against Nomu. Although Tsubasa shook them off and assured to them he was fine, he still felt as if he had not been healed in the slightest. He took a seat and looked at his hand.
Flashback
Tsubasa shot up and looked around. He groaned in exhaustion before lazily getting out of bed. He trodded to the kitchen to prepare a sandwich for himself. He gathered the ingredients together and crafted his sandwich. Usually, he eats the sandwich whole, but today he had an odd urge to cut it in half. So, grabbing a kitchen knife, he proceeded to cut his sandwich. As he held the sandwich down, he accidentally allowed his hand to slip and ended up cutting his arm. He yelped in pain and allowed the knife to drop to the ground.
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck Tsubasa hissed Dammit, it hurts! Well, no matter, I'll just heal.
Tsubasa tried to activate his Quirk to heal the cut, but his wings wouldn't sprout. Confused, he tried again, but nothing happened. He tried many more times, but still nothing.
What's going on? Why can't I activate my Quirk? Tsubasa thought in frustration
'Dusk might have forgotten to mention a certain drawback to using Dusk's power' Dusk spoke up.
Tsubasa paused from panicking and growled through gritted teeth, "This is your fault".
'Yes. You see, in order to call upon Dusk's power, you must be overcome by negative emotion, whether it be anger, sadness, or desperation. Through these emotions, Dusk can carry out instructions preset by you. For example, in USJ, you were able to access Dusk's power through your desperation to save Nix and yourself from death. However, your scrawny, weak body cannot handle Dusk's immense power. Thus, in exchange for Dusk's power, you sacrifice your quirk for a certain period of time"
"How long," Tsubasa asked anxiously
"Well, you were out for about a week. So, two more weeks Dusk presumes" Dusk said nonchalantly
"TWO WEEKS," Tsubasa yelled, "That's insane. I can't go without my quirk for that long. I'll be the equivalent of quirkless. Plus, we're definitely going to be doing some stu[id hero work with our Quirks in our Hero sessions. Isn't there a way to shorten the time?"
"Dusk would be lying if Dusk said yes," Dusk said. His laughter ringed through Tsubasa's head like a bell, pissing off Tsubasa even more. After calming down a bit, Dusk replied, "If it makes you feel any better, you can call upon Dusk's power even without your Quirk. However, I will be far weaker and you could d-" Dusk quickly shut up.
"I could what," Tsubasa pried, trying to spill some information from Dusk, but there was only an answer of silence. Tsubasa sighed and said, "Well, that's one way to shut you up. I'll remember that".
Tsubasa then went to attend to his wound. Afterward, he walked back into the kitchen, picked up the knife and continued making his sandwich
Flashback end
The morning bell snapped Tsubasa out of his emotions. He watched and waited for Mr. Aizawa to come in, but he did not seem like he was coming. Iida seemed to understand this and took this opportunity to try and use his authority to keep the class at bay.
"Alright everyone," He said, hands moving in their regular chopping motion, "Since Mr. Aizawa is a no show, I will lead the class through homeroom, so everyone take your seats".
"We are in our seats, idiot," Bakugou said, which clearly upset the glasses-wearing boy.
"H-How dare you! I'm your class president! Show some respect!" Iida scolded
"Just sit down, it's not difficult. You're starting to annoy me," Nix said
God, they really are exactly the same person the rest of the class thought as they watched Bakugou and Nix argue with Iida. Suddenly the door slid open and a battered Mr. Aizawa walked in.
"Morning," he grumbled.
"Mr. Aizawa, you're okay," Iida said exuberantly while making his way to his own seat.
You call that okay everyone thought as they saw Aizawa's completely bandaged face, minus the nearly nonexistent eyeholes that allowed him to see.
"Don't stress yourself about my condition, because for all of you the battle has only begun," Aizawa said.
Many broke into chatter as they speculated what Mr. Aizawa could be talking about. If it weren't for Iida, Mr. Aizawa would have lost complete control of the class.
"It's none of the things you are thinking. The U.A Sports Festival is approaching, boys and girls," Aizawa said
A Sports Festival Tsubasa thought Interesting
What the hell is that Nix thought, trying to make sense of the information just given to her.
"Wait a second," Iida stepped in, "Wouldn't this be a perfect opportunity for villains to strike? Would we be safe?"
"Since we are going on with the festival, I would assume that the school has all the potential problems solved. For example, I heard that five times as much policemen will be stationed outside," Aizawa explained, "However, don't worry too much about it. Instead, worry about the huge chance the Sports Festival presents for all of you. This isn't some event villains can stop".
What is this? Stop beating around the bush and spit it out Tsubasa thought having never seen or heard of the Sports Festival.
Aizawa continued, "Our Sports Festival is one of the biggest events in Japan every year. In years past, we used to have the Olympics but due to the decrease in population, what has taken its place in Japan is the U.A Sports Festival".
An Olympic-type competition, just what I like Nix thought, grinning maliciously.
"The country's top heroes will be watching us," Mineta whispered to Momo.
"That's because the heroes will be scouting us," Momo whispered back.
"That's right Momo," Aizawa confirmed, overhearing the two students not-so-quiet conversation, "Heroes from all over Japan will be watching to recruit you to their agencies. Naturally, entering the squad of a famous hero gets your more recognition and experience. This is a chance you only get once a year. If you aim to be a hero, this is an event you cannot overlook. Now, get to your first-period class. I've got to go see Recovery Girl".
All that hype for that? The entire class thought disappointed. Groaning, many of the students dragged themselves to Math class, praying the Sports Festival comes much sooner.
End of English with Present Mic
The bell interrupted Present Mic's lesson on verbs, saving the bored minds of the students. Everyone packed their bags quickly and made their way for Lunch Rush. Tsubasa, however, slowly packed his things, thinking more of this Sports Festival thing.
"Hey, Tsubasa," Nix said, jogging in place, "Could you please hurry up. I'm trying to get there before those fat bastards in the General Education section do".
"You go without me, I'll catch up," Tsubasa smiled.
Nix squinted her eyes in suspicion before shrugging and sprinting away. Tsubasa was just about leaving until Present Mic, who was still in the room, walked over to him.
"Yo, Tsubasa," Present Mic said in his loud voice, "Could you do me a favor. I have a student in the other first-year class who isn't doing so well with her Japanese. Could you help her?"
"You mean tutor her," Tsubasa questioned
"YES," Present Mic exclaimed, "You are one of your class's smartest students. I know you need to train for the Sports Festival, but I hate to see one of my students fail. What do you say?"
Tsubasa thought for a moment before replying, "Alright,"
"Thank you," Present Mic praised the boy, rapidly shaking the boy's hand, "You'll start after school today in the library,"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Tsubasa said, walking out of the classroom.
Tsubasa walked from the classroom, turning the corner towards the elevator that led down to the cafeteria. As he neared the elevator, he spotted a blonde-haired girl with large horns being cornered and teased by a duo of boys a couple of years older than him.
If I had access to my Quirk, I could help that girl, but now I'm useless. I should mind my business and pretend I don't see anything Tsubasa thought
Tsubasa increased his walking speed, trying to move as far away from the situation as possible. As he sped by, he heard a faint whisper fly across the air, "Help…. Please,"
Don't do it, Tsubasa Tsubasa told himself Remember you can't do anything.
"What're you trying to do," one of the boys said, "Call for help? No one can save you. You think a foreigner like you can bump into me with your big ass horns and get away with it".
"I am not completely sure what I did wrong," the girl replied in a shaky accent, "But, I apologize. I really just want to beat you".
"What did you say to me?" the boy asked, violently grabbing her shirt, "I swear, the moment I'm done with you, you're gonna wish you stayed in your country".
He pulled his fist back as the girl shut her eyes closed, awaiting her incoming pain. Tsubasa had stopped in his tracks, trying to talk his body out of helping this girl. The seconds seemed to slow down as Tsubasa made his decision. Planting his foot in the ground, Tsubasa did a 180-degree turn and threw his backpack as hard as he could at the boy. The bag landed with a thud on his head as the boy stumbled away from the girl.
"RUN," Tsubasa yelled, scaring the girl into moving away from the fight that was coming.
"Why you," The boy growled, recovering from the hit, "Another first-year? What is with all of you this year? Can't even pay your seniors a single ounce of respect. I'll beat that lesson into you right now".
He motioned to his friend to corner Tsubasa. When Tsubasa had nowhere to go, they closed in on him and delivered a series of hard blows to Tsubasa's body.
Why am I taking hits for a girl I don't even know? I'm powerless, I can't defend myself. Why didn't I just walk away when I had the chance? Tsubasa thought as his body fell to the ground, limp.
"C'mon let's go. I think we've done enough to him," the boy snarled. He spat on Tsubasa's head, turned around, and walked away. Tsubasa slowly got up. He winced in pain as the hits vibrated throughout his body. Getting up, he brushed himself off and collected his bag.
Guess I'm not eating lunch then Tsubasa thought as he walked into the boys bathroom to see how much damage he had taken. He stared at himself in the mirror. Other than a few bruises, he looked okay. He traced his finger over the wounds and then washed his face. After drying his face, he made his way to his next class. He saw Nix leaning on the wall outside of a random room, waiting for him. Nix glared at him, most likely for not coming to lunch like he promised. Once she saw her brother however, her eyes were filled with compassion and she immediately ran to her brother.
"What the hell happened," Nix said, "Who did this to you? I swear, if I get my hands on that son of a b-"
"Calm down, Nix. I'm fine," Tsubasa smiled, "Honestly, they didn't hurt me that bad".
Nix wanted to protest against her brother's wishes, but then she sighed. She turned towards the class.
"Fine," Nix said, "But next time you get into a fight, I'll personally beat you up so hard that what that beast did to you would look like child's play. Try me".
A chill ran down Tsubasa's spine as he nervously smiled, "Noted,"
The two of them made their way to their next class and the day went by normally, even the hero section wasn't as challenging as usual. Instead of doing simulations of situations, they had done weight training. What was weirder was that instead of All Might teaching, Hound Dog had taken over the class, saying something about All Might recovering through a series of growls and barks.
When their classes finally ended, everyone turned to leave only to find a mob in front of them.
"What in the world," Uraraka exclaimed
"They're blocking our exit. What do they want from us?" Mineta questioned
"Idiot, they're checking out the competition," Bakugou said calmly, "They want to see the kids that survived a villain attack. They're trying to see what they're up against, asshole".
"Is that so," Nix growled. She cracked her knuckles, "Whatever they want if they don't move now, someone's gonna get hurt".
"Please Nix, stay calm," Iida ordered, "We don't want to do something that would place a target on our backs".
"IT'S POINTLESS TO TRY AND BEAT US, SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST FUCK OFF, YA GODDAMN MOB," Bakugou roared.
"Too late," Deku squeaked.
"It's true, I came to scope out what we're up against, but I never thought you all would be this arrogant," a purple-haired boy emerged from the crowd, "There are lots of kids who wind up in the general education department or other departments because they failed the heroics one. Did you know that? And based on results from the Sports Festival, ceratin people can come under review to be transferred to heroics or vice versa".
Bakugou opened his mouth to say something, but the boy kept on going, "A general education kid like me is probably thinking 'Hey, why don't I try pulling the rug out from under these hero course kids while they're still on their high horse'. Pretty ni-".
Nix groaned obnoxiously loud, "Please stop talking, you're giving me a headache. Are you guys gonna move or what?"
Silence fell upon the room as everyone in Class 1-A turned ghost white in shock, minus Bakugou, who honestly didn't care, and Tsubasa, who was worried about his own problems.
"Nix, are you trying to get everyone to hate us," Kirishima exclaimed.
"They'll hate us more if they don't move this instant," Nix said, igniting her fist.
"ARE YOU INSANE," Mineta screamed, "YOU'RE GOING TO HURT SOMEBODY,"
Nix finally snapped and walked out of the room, her fury targeted at the purple-haired boy. She approached him until they were face-to-face. Chills crawled down the boy's spine.
"A weak ant like you thinks he can take down a lion? You think that because we are in the hero course, we have nothing to aim for? We all have dreams and aspirations, even Bomb Boy over there," Tsubasa said.
"What the fuck did you jus-" Bakugou said angrily, but Nix continued
"You want war? Bring it on. You're only competition is standing right in front of you," Nix threatened. She turned towards the rest of the mob, smiling wickedly, "In fact, I'll make all of you part of my massacre. How does that sound?"
A boy with extremely jagged features emerged from the crowd snarling at Nix, "I'm Testutetsu Tetsutetsu from Class 1-B. Like that purple-haired boy I also came to scout the competition. You really think you can take on everyone and win. You're insane. I like it. Consider your challenge accepted".
He turned to the rest of Class 1-A and said, "Get ready, Class 1-A, because during the Sports Festival you all are going to be my biggest targets. I'll take you out of the competiton and show te world that 1-B is better. Watch me".
And with those final words he turned and left. After watching the gray-haired boy go, Nix redirected her attention back onto the crowd, "Anyone else have something to add?"
It was still and quiet for a moment before the mob of students slowly started to disappear. Once the remaining students diminished, Nix turned back to her classmates her were staring at her blankly. Bakugou, on the other hand, looked three seconds from ripping her to shreds.
"Why are you all looking at me like that," Nix questioned.
The students looked at each other and then turned their attention back to Nix. Ashido walked up to Nix at an unbelievable rate, grabbed her by the shoulders, and started to shake her violently, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHY ARE WE STARING AT YOU?! YOU JUST DECLARED WAR ON THE WHOLE SCHOOL!"
"I don't see the problem," Nix said innocently, causing everyone to sweatdrop.
"Now everybody hates us because you and Bakugou don't know how to put out your fuse," Kaminari replied sadly.
"We already had enough pressure being the competition to beat since we all survived a villain ambush," Jirou added, "Now we'll be known as the cocky brats of Class 1-A".
"I don't get what's to be upset about. That's all part of the challenge," Nix smiled, "Taking out all those pussies will make everyone see me as the strongest. Then, I can rub it in Tsubasa's face. That'll ruin his day".
Nix started to laugh proudly at her statement. Momo then looked around and said, "Speaking of Tsubasa, where is he?"
Nix turned to see her brother was nowhere to be found. Nix gritted her teeth in anger and thought I swear, that boy is a ninja. Kamihara's really rubbing off on him way too much. Maybe, he slipped away to get to the train station.
"Damn that son of a bitch," Nix whispered aloud, grabbing her bag and running out of the class.
"Hey, get back here," Ashido yelled after her, "We aren't done yelling at you".
"Suck it, pinkie," Nix taunted as she made her way to the exit.
U.A Library
Barely made it out of there Tsubasa sighed heavily as he made his way to the library I don't want to keep whoever I'm tutoring waiting. Now that I think about it, why do I care so much?
Pondering this question, Tsubasa entered the mostly-empty library. The librarian, Bookworm, sat at his desk completely surrounded by an endless sea of books. Bookworm was a young man who seemed in his mid-20s. He had his hair drawn back in a ponytail and had large, round glasses on his face. Tsubasa walked up to the desk and stood there for a few moments, waiting for Bookworm to address him; however, Bookworm seemed lost in the book he had in his hands.
Tsubasa leaned over the desk and asked, "What are you reading?"
At first, Bookworm didn't answer, but after a little over a minute, the young man replied, "Of Mice and Men. One of the greatest pieces of American literature. You should give it a read. I shed a tear at the end every time I read it.
A slight tear trickled down the man's face as the two made eye contact. Quickly, he removed his eyes from Tsubasa and resumed his book. Tsubasa stood there quietly, not knowing what to say to the ignorant man.
"Are you here to tutor somebody, " Bookworm questioned. He lifted his finger and pointed behind Tsubasa, "If you are, she's in the back next to the comics and mangas".
"Thanks," Tsubasa said, making his way to the back.
Navigating his way through the vast library, Tsubasa finally stumbled across a face he had seen earlier. She had blonde hair, green eyes, and horns sticking out of her head. She had the comic Injustice: Gods Among Us Year Two in her hands. Tsubasa walked up to her and asked, "Excuse me, are you here for a tutoring lesson in Japanese,"
The girl looked up and her eyes widened, "Oh my sands, you're that guy from the clock".
She quickly hopped to her feet and bowed, "I never got a chance to eat you. Thank you for crying on me earlier. But beat the socks, I'm Poni Tsunotori, nice to meetcha".
What did she say Tsubasa thought
She held out her hand and asked, "What is you're name".
"Uh, Tsubasa," Tsubasa said, staring at her in an odd way.
Looking at Tsubasa's expression, Poni growled in anger as she to curse in English, "Dammit Poni, you probably said something extremely weird and now he's looking at you like you're an idiot. Come on, what did we rehearse? Only stick to what you know, is that so hard? Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid".
"So you're from England or America, right," Tsubasa replied, also in English.
Poni turned to Tsubasa astonished. She got extremely close to his face and started poking at it. After what seemed like a hundred pokes, a vein appeared on Tsubasa's head, showing clear signs of annoyance.
"Could you please stop that," Tsubasa said through gritted teeth, "I'm getting really annoyed right now".
"Sorry," Poni said, "Just confirming you were real. I haven't met anyone yet that knows English in Japan. To me, you're like an exotic creature".
"Um, thanks," Tsubasa replied with uncertainty. He quickly dismissed this thought and said, "Well shall we sit down".
"Yes please," Poni said, welcoming him into the seat next to hers.
As the two of them sat down to ge their lesson over with, Tsubasa's phone buzzed. Tsubasa quickly pulled out the phone to check who was pestering him.
3:13 PM -Nix
Where the fuck are you?!
3:13 PM - You
In the library
I had to tutor somebody
3:14 PM -Nix
And you couldn't fucking tell me?!
3:14 PM -You
Srry
3:15 PM -Nix
Well, I'm catching a train home
Uteki said she's busy
Find your own way home
3:16 PM -You
Will do
"Who was that," Poni asked, looking over his shoulder.
"My sister," Tsubasa sighed, "I forgot to tell her I was tutoring you".
"She must really care about you," Poni smiled warmly.
Tsubasa blushed a little at the girl's smile, but quickly looked away.
"A-Anyways, lets start," Tsubasa said, pulling out his textbook.
Nix finally had made it home. She was still quite pissed with Tsubasa and quietly promised to teach him a lesson when he returned. She opened the door loudly and yelled out.
"YO, KAMIHARA," Nix yelled, "ARE YA HOME".
No answer.
Still doing hero work, huh Nix said.
Suddenly, a loud bellow burst from the living room. Nix quickly walked over to see Kamihara, still wearing his mask (You would think the guy would take it off) and an old man sitting around a table drinking some sake. The old man wore the outfit of what looked like a monk. His head was shaved and his eyes were blank white. By just looking at him, you could tell the man was extremely drunk. Kamihara saw Nix walk in and went to greet her.
"Ah, Nix," Kamihara greeted, "Welcome home".
The man got up and hobbled over to Nix and looked her up and down. Kamihara turned to the man and said, "Sensei, this is Nix," He turned back to Nix and said, "Nix, this is my Sensei, Master Genji"
"Nice to meetcha," Nix greeted.
Genji stood there for a few moments before pointing straight at Nix. He then started laughing hysterically and patting Kamihara on the back.
"What the hell is so funny, ya old fart." Nix yelled in frustration.
But Genji paid Nix no mind instead he kept hitting Kamihara on the back and laughing. He finally said, "Congrats, little squirt. Why didn't you tell me you finally got into Ryuko's pants? I can't believe you finally got the courage to approach her after she caught you stalking her on multiple occasions in U.A. Your daughter is so precious".
He then pulled Nix in for a huge hug. His breath reeked of alcohol. However, that wasn't what was bothering Nix at the moment
Wait, Kamihara was a PERVERT?! Nix thought.
"Hahahaha, I'm a grandpa," Genji cackled with joy.
"Please let me go," Nix finally growled, who found the man's grip to be surprisingly strong, considering he looked 80 years old.
Kamihara quickly barged in and said, "Sensei, I still haven't confessed how I feel to Tatsuma-chan yet. She isn't my daughter. I was just tasked to look after her and her brother".
"What," Genji said, clearly angry, "So, you mean to tell me I leave you for a good 15 years after you graduate and you still haven't confessed to your high school sweetheart!"
"I wouldn't exactly say we were sweethearts…" Kamihara said, definitely blushing under his mask.
"You disappoint me sometimes, little squirt," he said sitting back on the floor and consuming another shot of sake.
The three of them stood there quietly for a few seconds. Nix broke the silence by saying, "SO, I'm just gonna go to my room. Call me when it's time for dinner".
She began to walk to her room but then thought Shit I forgot to ask
Turning back to the living room and said, "Aye, Kamihara. Forgot to ask. Could you help me with training for the Sports Festival?"
Kamihara was shocked. For the few months he had been with Nix, she had never asked him for anything. She mostly spent all her time with Uteki. He started to wonder if Nix disliked him around. Seeing her asking for help warmed his heart. Kamihara was about to answer, but Genji
butt in, "Are you sure about that".
"Whaddya mean," Nix said, confused
"The little squirt ain't that strong," Genji said, "You want some real training, I'll give it to ya".
"You really think I want training from a drunk old man, you must be kidding," Nix snickered.
Those words hit Genji with such force. He then calmly stood up and said, "Follow me outside. I'm not going to destroy this house".
"Wait, you want me to fight you!" Nix exclaimed
"Are you scared of fighting with an 'old man'" Genji mocked, opening the front door.
Why you little...Nix thought, a vein popping in her head.
She quickly ran outside after the man. Kamihara casually walked after them to watch the ass whooping Nix was about to get. Nix and Genji stood a few yards away from each other. Nix entered a Muay Thai stance, a style she had been practicing for a few weeks now, while Genji stood there with his hands behind his back. He had taken of his robe, revealing his well-toned body.
"What the hell kind of stance is that," Nix yelled in shock of how healthy Genji actually was.
"Two fingers," Genji smirked, holding up two fingers, "That's all I need to take you down".
"Are you mocking me?" Nix questioned
"Yes, that's exactly what I'm doing," Genji smiled, "Come on now, kid. Give me your best shot".
"I'll send your old ass to the afterlife," Nix threatened, igniting her fists
Genji's eyes slightly widened, but then calmed down as Nix charged. Nix led with a knee, which Genji evaded with ease. She paused and waited a short interval before attacking once more. This time, she led with a few quick jabs, but still was unsuccessful to land a hit. Frustrated, she went for a sweeping kick, only to fake out for a rising knee to the jaw. For a few milliseconds, Nix was sure she had landed one hit. However, after reading the situation once again, she found that Genji had quickly bad out of the way, and he was ready to counter. Nix quickly jumped away, landing back a few yards away from him once again.
Damn it, I can't hit this guy Nix thought It's like every time I move, he already knows what I'm about to do!
Kamihara smiled under his mask from his spot, watching the little 'fight'.
Genji Sanaka, the Thunderer as some like to call him. He has surpassed the very peaks of mankind, rising to the pinnacle of perfection. At a young age, he was already destined to be a prodigy, besting all of his Sensei's in combat. He has mastered the use of Chi, a fighting technique that has been lost within history. Rumors have said with the slightest tap, he was able to blow a hole through a mountain. Some say his strength could even rival All Might's Kamihara thought to himself And the crazier part of it all, this man is completely Quirkless.
Genji seemed to be enjoying himself, effortlessly dodging whatever Nix threw at him with little struggle. Nix roared in frustration, quickening the gap between her attacks, making it much more difficult for someone to dodge. Genji quickly kicked the ground with enough force to raise up a cloud of dirt, allowing him to get back.
"You aren't that bad of a fighter, kid," Genji smiled, "What was that? Muay Thai?"
Nix hissed at him with utmost intensity.
"I'll admit, you were extremely close to landing a blow on me, but what you lack is speed. Your movements are sluggish, making it quite easy to dodge. A shame, I was really expecting quite a lot from you," Genji sighed, "Guess I'll finish this".
He breathed in and held his two finger behind his thumb, showing some kind of flicking motion. The air around him seemed to get denser and the ground seemed to crumble underneath him. He opened his eyes, a faint glow visible in them. He smiled wickedly, "Are ya ready, kid? This is not even up to 5% of my full power".
5% Nix thought Is this a joke?
"Like hell I'll let you get away with that, gramps," Nix yelled, rushing toward her opponent while raising her power output to 75%.
I'll hit him with this Nix thought And secure the win
Nix stopped her run, letting her momentum slide her forward. Rearing back her fist, she readied herself to let loose a strong blow to Genji's gut; however, Genji flicked his two fingers, interrupting Nix's assault. The shockwave from that one flick alone was enough to send tremors throughout the neighborhood. Sharp winds swirled around the area like a tornado. The ground cracked open as well, showing a small hole to what lay underground. Nix huffed in exhaustion as she put down her fists. Luckily, she was able to block the attack in time. Not like it had helped, Nix's uniform was torn in a multitude of places and her wrists were purple. Genji lowered his fingers and looked at what he had done. Before long, he was back to laughing.
"What the fuck's so funny?" Nix questioned in anger
"Hey, you survived," Genji replied nonchalantly, pissing of Nix even more. He then pulled out a pouch from his robe and grabbed a pinch of something. He then commanded, "Open your mouth".
Nix, although not wanting to, obliged. The man sprinkled what was in his fingers into her mouth. Immediately, Nix wanted to spit it out. It tasted so bitter and disgusting. However, Genji clamped her mouth shut before she could do so.
"Don't spit it out! That would be a waste. Apollonis is extremely difficult to find," Genji said.
Nix swallowed the horrible substance and yelled, "Are you trying to kill me? What the hell is Apollonis?"
"A rare healing plant that can instantly heal the wounds of those who consume it. Named after the god of medicine, Apollo. See, your wrists are healed," Genji pointed to Nix's wrists.
Nix looked down to see her wrists fully repaired, as if the fight had never happened at all. Genji patted her on the shoulder and said, "You're a pretty capable fighter, almost scared me at some points. And that Quirk of yours, it's so cool. I'm Quirkless so I wouldn't know what it feels like".
Wait, he's Quirkless?! And he's this strong? Nix thought surprised. Genji turned back towards the house, whistling a little toon. Nix fell to her knees, defeated. She had never thought a Quirkless individual could ever hold so much power. She couldn't even lay so much as a scratch on him, and that was only 5% of what he could really do. He wasn't even taking her seriously!
"Wait," Nix cried out, reaching a hand out. Genji turned around, a small smirk plastered on his face. Bowing with utmost respect, Nix pleaded, "Please, Genji-sensei, train me".
Kamihara was shocked. Nix had never shown that level of respect to anyone, not even Uteki. Genji stood there, thinking. He turned around and yelled to Kamihara, "Little squirt, you got anymore sake".
"Yeah, plenty. I'll pour some more, Sensei," Kamihara replied, and with that he rushed inside to prepare his master another drink.
Did he just reject me Nix thought in surprise.
Genji walked past Nix to retrieve his robe. With his back turned he scowled at Nix, his personality doing almost a complete one-eighty, " How can someone like you hold the all-powerful Iron Fist. For 9 whole years, I've traveled around the world looking for the next holder, and who do a find it with? An ex-thief trying to play hero. You've barely mastered even the basic skills the Iron Fist provides you. It's depressing, it really is," the words cut Nix like a knife. Genji then turned to her and sighed. Making his way to the door inside, a small smile appeared on his face as he said, "Saturday. Dragon's Junkyard. 9:00 am. Don't be late."
As Genji walked back into his house, back with his laid-back attitude, Nix sat there, completely awestruck by the being that was Genji Sanaka
Tsubasa and Poni were nearly done with their tutoring session. Tsubasa was gassed, and not because of the tutoring; although Poni could be difficult at times, she was actually very smart. Her problem was how she stressed her syllables and mispronounced certain terms, which made what she said extremely weird. However, Tsubasa was just unusually tired. Wanting to wrap things up, he tried closing up the lesson. However, Poni spoke first.
"Are you excited for the Sports Festival," she asked
"I'm interested, I'll tell you that," Tsubasa shrugged, "I really don't understand what I'm supposed to look forward to. I researched about it today, turns out they change the events every single year. This'll be my first Sports Festival ever, so I can only hope I'm not disappointed".
"I see, I see," Poni said. She then stared at the ceiling with a smile, "I used to watch the Sports Festival every year with my parents and brother. I remembered us having so much fun. We used to place bets on who would win and who would lose. Of course my older brother, Chiron, always won".
"You have a brother?" Tsubasa asked in surprise
"Had a brother. Chiron died from cancer a four years ago. After that, my parents got divorced due to financial issues," Poni explained
"Oh," Tsubasa was filled with grief, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bring up painful memories".
"No, it's fine," Poni replied, waving off the apology, "Bringing it up makes me remember why I chose to come to this school," Poni looked Tsubasa dead in the eyes, her emerald eyes shining with pride, "Before my brother died, I made a promise with him. I told him I would become the hero he had dreamed to be. A hero that can reassure all those around me that everything will be all right. A hero that will answer the cries of the weak and suffering. A hero who would help move this world forward. That's why I need to prove myself in the Sports Festival. I need to show Chiron that I have what it takes to accomplish our goal and prove to my mom that she doesn't need to worry about me so much anymore".
Tsubasa sat there admiring the amount of determination this girl had. She had such a huge burden she had to carry on her own. It must have been hard. Tsubasa wished he had this kind of drive in his life. Out of the blue, Tsubasa came up with a crazy idea, "How about we … you know … train for the Festival together? I bet I can spare some time to help you out with improving your Quirk, and I'm pretty sure my sister could also help you with close quarter combat.
Poni stared at the boy as if he had three heads, making Tsubasa question if he had said something wrong. Quickly, he added, "I mean, it's only if you feel like it. You don't need to train with me if you don't want to".
Poni then started to, once again, poke Tsubasa on the cheek. After another hundred pokes, she stopped and smiled to herself. She then looked back to Tsubasa and said, "Thank you, Tsubasa. You don't even know how much this means to me".
"Yeah, don't mention it," Tsubasa siad, blushing while looking away.
"So when do we start," Poni questioned
I'm back. Well, saying I'm back would be a bit of an overstatement. Getting these chapters proofread to the best of my ability and actually finding time to write when you're trying to focus on school is extremely hard. Anyway, I finished exams, so why not celebrate with an extra long chapter.
So in this chapter, I might need to clarify some things
1. Tsubasa cannot use his Quirk. It is a drawback for tapping into Dusk's power. The longer he uses Dusk's abilities, the more time he has to go without his Quirk. The full length will be two full weeks of the equivalent of quirklessness
2. Yes, I am trying to base Nix off of Iron Fist now. Originally, I was going to get Kamihara to train Nix which would have been good bonding with the two, but I already plan for some of that in the future, so stay tuned :)
3. I sort of changed Edgeshot and Poni's characters. Poni's backstory is completely made up and original. I also have changed Kamihara's age in this story. In the actual MHA, Edgeshot is in his mid 30's. However, for the sake of this story, he's in his mid 20's. So if Edgeshot starts acting a bit immature at times, that would be why. If you don't like that, well you've got to deal with it. My story, my decisions.
Now for a fact:
Author Fact #2
I love video games, especially fighting games. My favorite games franchises of all-time would have to be Kingdom Hearts, BlazBlue, Sonic (that movie was immaculate), and King Of Fighters (love XIII).
Next chapter will be all focused on Nix training. Then the chapter after that will be the start of the Sports Festival.
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-Meister
