1.) Izuku Midoriya Vs. Ochako Uraraka

2.) Melissa Shield Vs. Momo Yaoyorozu

3.) Ibara Shiozaki Vs. Mina Ashido

4.) Minoru Mineta Vs. Mei Hatsume

"So I'm going to be fighting Uraraka, and Shiozaki's going to fight..." Midoriya lowered his eyelids with concern. "Mina..."

"Don't worry, Midoriya, I'm pretty sure that Shiozaki's going to have this in the bag," Melissa spoke, putting a hand on the swan knight's shoulder. "The only reason Mina even got close enough to force Kendo to give up was because she was a close range combatant."

"Yeah, Shiozaki seems to be one of those people who can attack from all ranges," Hatsume gave the boy a thumbs up. "I'm sure she'll be fine!"

"I sure hope so," Midoriya snapped his fingers. "Speaking of which, you're going to fight Mineta. Do you think you'll have this in the bag too?"

Hatsume hummed and folded her arms. "I don't know, honestly. I mean, the arm brace I made for my match against Shinsou has one more use, but he does have that ball-throwing machine gun of his, and who knows what he might be planning."

"So, in short, nobody will know until the match itself," Melissa summarized. "As for me, I'll be fighting Yaoyorozu... this could be tough."

"I can believe that," Midoriya folded his arms. "Not only does Yaoyorozu have the ability to fly thanks to her wings, but she can also create stuff out of her body."

"So what? Melissa has-"

Melissa and Midoriya hastily shushed Hatsume, and once they verified nobody was looking at them, they talked in whispers:

"She's got One for All!"

"That's not an automatic win for me, Hatsume! I still haven't managed to control it's full power yet, I'm barely at twelve percent!"

"That sounds good enough to at least put Yaoyorozu on the defensive. And if you can get her on the defensive, all you gotta do is tire her out or take her out of the ring and boom, you win!"

"She can still fly, Hatsume. And even if I could do something to alter her senses a bit, it wouldn't last long enough to-"

"Why are you guys whispering?"

The trio flinched and separated, calming down once they saw the people who said that was none other than Uraraka and Yaoyorozu, both looking slightly concerned.

"O-Oh, it's nothing!" Midoriya stammered. "W-We were just talking about the fact we'll be facing you soon."

"You're right," Uraraka remarked, taking a closer look at the board. "My fight with Midoriya's first, and after that comes your fight with Melissa, Yaoyorozu."

"That seems to be the case," Yaoyorozu walked up to Melissa and extended her hand. "We may be from the same class, but I'm not going to go easy on you."

Melissa smiled and shook hands with the swan girl. "Same with you. I didn't get to fight Tenko, so I might as well give it my all against you instead."

"I'll be looking forward to it," Yaoyorozu turned to Uraraka. "Now, is there something you wanna tell your opponent, Uraraka?"

The brunette turned to Midoriya, walked close to him, and bowed before she said, "I'm gonna give it all in our fight. And don't think that just because you defeat Bakugou that I'm going to be scared of you."

"Hehe, got it," Midoriya scratched his chin. "By the way, I noticed Bakugou looking at you and Mina during my match with him. Do you two have history together?"

Uraraka smiled, and lowered her eyelids. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

The brunette winked, and left with Yaoyorozu, who waved goodbye and blew a kiss at Midoriya, glancing at Hatsume to see if she would react. Sadly, the most the pink-haired girl did was look at the swan girl confused.

Oh come on, that was a clear declaration of war! Isn't she taking this seriously?!

"Well, I gotta go get prepared for my fight," Melissa blurted, getting the duo's attention. "Bye Hatsume, bye Midoriya, good luck with your matches!"

The teenagers waved goodbye, and Melissa eventually left the room and the pair alone.

"Midoriya?" Hatsume blurted. "There's something I want to ask you."

The boy turned to the gadgeteer and raised an eyebrow. "Uh, sure, Hatsume, what do you need?"

"I think you should let Uraraka help you activate your wings."

Midoriya blinked. "I'm sorry, what?"

Hatsume nodded. "You heard me. I think it would be a nice idea to ask her to help you activate your wings."

"But Hatsume, the boots you made for me already let me do that on my own: if I ask Uraraka for help-"

"You won't get to show off the boots I made, I know, but," Hatsume lowered her head and smiled. "When I saw you and Uraraka together, I saw something in her eyes. Something that makes me think she might want you to believe you can trust her." Hatsume raised her head. "And what better way to prove that, than by letting her help you use your wings?"

Midoriya thought about it for a moment, then nodded with a little smile. "Alright, Hatsume, if you say so."

Hatsume returned the smile. "Good, now, I think there's a fight you need to prepare for."


"ON THIS CORNER! HE HAS MADE AN IMPRESSION, BUT CAN HE KEEP GOING UP?! IT'S CLASS 1-B'S IZUKU MIDORIYA!"

"VERSUS! SHE'S ALREADY PROVED TO BE QUITE CRAFTY! WILL SHE GIVE A NEW MEANING TO THE PHRASE "GRAVITY OF THE SITUATION"?! IT'S CLASS 1-A'S OCHAKO URARAKA!"

"Hey, Uraraka, can I ask you something?" Midoriya inquired.

"We need to wait until the battle actually starts, so," Uraraka shrugged. "I dunno, wait a little and then ask me?"

"Okay then."

"START!"

"Could you help me activate my wings?"

The entire stadium fell silent at the statement, with Uraraka in particular looking almost dumbfounded before she shook it off and smiled brightly, "S-Sorry, what did you say?"

"I'm not so sure how much longer Hatsume's boots can take, and to be fair, it was thanks to you that I got the chance to show off my Quirk back on the first week of school," Midoriya folded his arms and tilted his head. "So, I thought, why not do something like that again? For old times sake?"

Uraraka chuckled. "Old times sake, you speak as if that happened years ago. But okay, if you really want my help, I'll give it to you."

"Somebody tell me this isn't happening," Mina growled, scratching her head. "He asked his opponent for help and she accepted?! What kind of madman would allow this to happen!?"

"The same madman that'd allow you to participate in the sports festival at all," Bakugou quipped.

"I'm serious here, Bakugou!" Mina snapped, turning back to the arena. "If this was a real fight, Midoriya's request for help would get him killed!"

"Except this is a real fight, and Uraraka's nowhere near that bad," Bakugou sternly stated. "Now shut up and watch the fight."

Back on the arena, Uraraka touched Midoriya, and the boy glowed pink before he began levitating into the sky. After a couple seconds, Uraraka released him, and Midoriya's wings materialized as he fell and dived straight for the brunette.

However, moments before they clashed, Uraraka flashed a satisfied expression, and in his confusion, Midoriya's dive was dodged by Uraraka, who promptly jumped and landed right on his back, grabbing his wings before forcing him to fly up.

"WHAT A SHOCK! AFTER HELPING HER OPPONENT SUMMON HIS WINGS, OCHAKO URARAKA HAS TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF HIS LOWERED GUARD AND IS USING HIM AS A MOUNT!"

"I didn't see that coming!"

"Neither did I!" Midoriya exclaimed, trying to shake Uraraka off his back. "What are you doing, Uraraka?"

"I'm sorry, Midoriya, but this is a fight first and foremost!" Uraraka grabbed the boy's wings and made him dive down. "And even if I have to fight dirty, I have to win at all costs!"

Midoriya looked down and saw Uraraka was making him dive straight for the ground.

"Not if I can help it!"

The boy spun around for a moment, and eventually took a sharp turn to rise, causing Uraraka to lose her balance and crash on the grass.

"Uraraka is out of bounds!" Midnight stated, pointing at the flying boy. "Midoriya goes to the next round!"

As the audience cheered and roared in applause, Uraraka rubbed her head and groaned as a shadow loomed over her. This turned out to be Midoriya's shadow, with the guy offering her help to stand up.

With a chuckle, the brunette accepted the help, and the duo went back to the stands.


"Well, Uraraka, if there's one good thing I can say about that fight, is that your strategy was fairly solid," Mina remarked as Uraraka sat on the stands. "However, in terms of everything else-"

Kirishima put a hand on Mina's shoulder. "Mina, let it go. Nobody cares at this point."

The pink girl looked shocked at the redhead, but she quickly composed herself and turned to two particular students. "Yaoyorozu, Melissa, your fight is up next, right?"

"An interesting match up, no doubt," Bakugou sighed as everybody else turned to look at the duo. "One's got wings, the other's got... whatever Glasses does."

"Um, I thought I was "Glasses" to you," Iida spoke.

"Girl Glasses, then."

Speaking of Girl Glasses-sorry, Melissa-she turned to Yaoyorozu with a concerned look, then turned to the stands of the pro-heroes, where she could spot the red-winged man from before, looking particularly bored.

Yep, there's no doubt about it, Yaoyorozu's father simply has to be Hawks. Melissa turned back to Yaoyorozu. Still, there's only one way I can confirm my theory.

"Yaoyorozu, can I talk with you in private?"

The girl with the black wings looked surprised for a moment, but she quickly shrugged it off and followed Melissa deeper into the stadium. They walked down a couple hallways, until they found a darkened alley where they could hide and speak without being interrupted.

"Alright, so, this might come out of the blue, but I just need to know," Melissa spoke, twiddling her fingers. "Your wings bring to mind a peculiar pro-hero, so I was wondering-"

"Yes, Hawks is my father."

Melissa paused, and blinked twice. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Shield, you're not the first one, nor the last one, to wonder about my parentage and since everybody's going to ask me who's my father eventually, I was thinking of revealing his identity to someone just to take the weight off my shoulders," Yaoyorozu calmly explained, gaining a smile as she added, "And since you seem to be at least able to keep secrets to yourself, after all nobody knows what's up with your Quirk, I figured I could reveal his identity to you without issue."

"Wait, you told me this to keep it a secret?" Melissa asked, her confusion slowly being replaced by excitement.

"That's assuming people haven't figured it out yet, anyway; it doesn't take a genius to figure out the connection," Yaoyorozu folded her arms. "Regardless, now that I've told you who he is, I want to ask you to keep his identity a secret. The last thing I need right now is to be bombarded by the media or my curious classmates."

"Keep it a secret?" Melissa scratched the back of her head. "I'm not that good with secrets, actually-"

"Too bad, because now you gotta keep this one to yourself," Yaoyorozu turned around and began walking away. "Anyhow, we got a match to fight, so that'll be the end of this conversation."

"Huh? Oh, right."

Then, Yaoyorozu stopped. "By the way, if you tell anybody who my father is, I'll sue you."

Melissa winced, and Yaoyorozu kept walking.

I get the feeling she's bluffing, but still...


"ON THIS CORNER! SHE DIDN'T GET A CHANCE TO SHOW HER TRICKS LAST FIGHT, WILL SHE FINALLY GET HER CHANCE TO SHINE HERE?! IT'S CLASS 1-A'S MELISSA SHIELD!"

"VERSUS! ALSO FROM CLASS 1-A! CAN HER GENIUS INTELLECT GIVE MELISSA SHIELD A RUN FOR HER MONEY?! IT'S MOMO YAOYOROZU!"

"You know, now that I know who your father is, I'm kind of excited," Melissa confessed as she cracked her knuckles. "I never thought I'd fight the daughter of a pro-hero."

"And I share the same feeling: it'll be interesting to fight an inventor who wishes to be a hero," Yaoyorozu remarked, snapping her fingers as she added. "I know, how about to make it more interesting, I'm only going to use my Quirk, and not my wings?"

Right, her Quirk and her wings are entirely unrelated. Melissa smiled confidently. "Fine by me!"

"START!"

Melissa immediately charged her legs with 7% One for All and ran straight for Yaoyorozu, who reached for the edges of her tank top, ready to lift it to use her Quirk.

Or, as the audience quickly found out, she outright took off her tank top, her stomach glowing as she casually dodged Melissa's rush, then rolled her tank top before smacking Melissa's back with it. She followed this by creating a bo staff from her stomach, then using it to smack Melissa in the head.

Soon afterwards, Melissa regained her footing and turned around to see Yaoyorozu waving her tank top in a similar way to a flag, with it tied on the bo staff for extra measure. Yaoyorozu's smile had a hint of challenge to it, especially when she did the "come at me" gesture.

Understanding the message, Melissa smirked before she rushed once again, Yaoyorozu dodging once again and waving her "flag top" as Melissa braked and tried to rush her again, getting the same results. This continued for a couple of times, leaving the hero course students baffled.

This feels like a bullfight... Midoriya and Hatsume mentally remarked in unison.

"I can't watch this," Mina stated as she stood up and left the stands.

Eventually, Melissa got tired of bulling around and transferred the percentage from her legs to her arms just as she reached the flag top. She swung her fist, and Yaoyorozu blocked the fist with the bo staff, the impact not only shattering it in half, but also sending Yaoyorozu flying away until she created another bo staff and planted it on the ground, using it as a catapult to throw a punch right at Melissa's face.

The ninth inheritor simply blocked the attack with her arms, barely going back a couple of feet as a result.

"Nice shot, Yaoyorozu!" she chirped. "But how much longer will you last against this?!"

Melissa charged her legs again, and instead of rushing forward, she jumped and transferred the power to her arms as she plummeted down. Yaoyorozu spread her wings and flew high, dodging Melissa's ground-shaking attack just in time to fly down and throw an instant counterattack.

She created a seemingly ordinary staff from her stomach, then tried striking Melissa with it. However, the ninth inheritor grabbed the staff and held it in place with ease.

"Is that all you got?" she asked with a smile.

"Truth be told," Yaoyorozu smirked. "This staff has a neat little trick."

Yaoyorozu rolled up the staff, revealing a button right within her reach. She pushed it, and just as Melissa pondered what it did, the staff itself extended far beyond the boundaries of the arena, with Melissa's weight causing it to snap in two, sending her right into the grass.

"Melissa is out of bounds! Yaoyorozu goes to the next round!"

The winged girl dematerialized the staff and took a deep breath before she looked at the pro-heroes stands, right where her father was. However, the expression she saw wasn't of approval, or even anger.

He looked... concerned.


"I trained you for nearly an entire year, and you wind up beaten by a simple extending staff!" Gran Torino snapped as he repeatedly smacked Melissa's head. "Did you forget the first lesson I ever gave you, kid!?"

"Sorry, Gran Torino, I really am sorry!" Melissa cried, trying her hardest to block the attacks. "I was simply caught off-guard by it, that's all!"

"You wouldn't have been caught off-guard if you had paid attention!"

"Alright, I think that's enough," All Might said as he grabbed the miniature senior and held him in place. "Young Melissa knows what she did wrong, teacher. I don't think you need to go the extra mile."

"Are you sure about that, Toshinori?" Gran Torino folded his arms. "You made the same mistake when you were younger, and it took you twice the beating I was giving her before you realized what you did wrong!"

The muscular man laughed and scratched the back of his head. "Guilty of all charges."

Gran Torino took a deep breath and turned back to Melissa. "As for you, what happened out there? You started on a good foot, but when the staff came, you froze like a deer."

"Honestly, I guess I was just caught off-guard by so many things," Melissa scratched the back of her head. "I mean, mere moments before the fight, I learned the real identity of Yaoyorozu's father-"

"It's Hawks, isn't it?" All Might and Gran Torino asked in unison.

Melissa sighed in relief. "Oh thank god you figured it out on your own!"

"Not that it was very difficult," All Might remarked with pride. "There had been rumors circling around about one of the top ten heroes having a child, with Hawks being one of the most talked about possibilities."

"Still, for him to be so young, and yet be a father," Gran Torino shook his head. "Youngsters these days really take things way too fast."

"Why's that?" Melissa tilted her head. "How old is Hawks?"


"The answer's the same as it's always been," the man with the red wings, Hawks, sternly stated, folding his arms. "I think you should clips your wings and focus on your Quirk."

"Oh come on, Dad, you saw me out there!" Yaoyorozu whined. "I managed to use my wings and my Quirk, in the same fight!"

"Momo, you used your wings briefly, and then you used your Quirk. You didn't use them at the same time," Hawks lowered his eyelids. "Which is precisely what I'm worried about: if you keep your wings with the ability to fly, you'll have two different powersets to deal with."

"Oh god, not this song and dance again!" Yaoyorozu whined.

"Yes, this song and dance again!" Hawks sternly answered. "And we're gonna dance this specific song all night long until you decide to listen to me!"

"Listen, even if I like dancing, that doesn't mean I'll just dance to the same tune over and over again!"

"You don't have to! The only reason we're repeating this so often is because you stubbornly refuse to see my point!"

"When did this devolve into a bunch of music euphemisms?!"

"I don't know!"

The black-winged girl and the pro-hero took a deep breath and lowered their head. The latter raised his head first, the former keeping her head low as she narrowed her eyes.

"Momo, you know I only want what's best for you-"

"Then why won't you drop this "clip your wings" deal!?" the girl shouted, spreading her wings as she bared her teeth. "Why can't you just see I'm happy the way I am and leave it at that!?"

Yaoyorozu flew off afterwards, only to hit her head on the ceiling. She quickly stood up, dusted herself, and ran off, leaving the man behind to rub his forehead as he leaned against the wall.

"What am I gonna do about that girl?"