A Week Later: May Twenty-Ninth...
"Okay. That's all for class." Aizawa announced, gathering their homework assignments and started walking for the door. "Remember, you have a week, before the Final Exams starts. So, I hope you all are taking your studies much more seriously. Make sure to keep training. The written exam is only one element. There's, also, a practical portion to worry about. -He pulled back the door, exiting the room.- Good luck."
The instant he was gone, some of the students talked amongst each other.
"Ah, man, I hardly taken any notes for the semester!" Both Ashido and Kaminari exclaimed, with Ashido being cheerful and bubbly while Kaminari panicked.
During class time, they were given a review on how their Written Exams and tests for the semester went... Ashido was in twentieth place, as Kaminari is on the bottom. Both had the worst scores, on account that they didn't prepared themselves and hardly taken any notes to memorize.
Izuku did feel bad for his fellow classmates who didn't do so well with their Written Exams.
Because of the villain attack at the U.S.J., the Sports Festival and Internship, those who weren't able to train their body and keep their minds in shape by studying had suffered the consequences for not being able to multitask.
Though, there are those who made it in the top ten, who were able to get in enough studying to feel comfortable in their place on the midterms.
...Mineta, to the class' shock, ranked in tenth. He may be in the bottom of the top ten, the fact that he's in the top ten and not at the bottom of the scoreboard, for his perverted characteristic and inability to at times pay attention in class, was very much impressive.
Ashido and Kaminari were dumbfounded by the news.
"How is that possible?!" They both yelled.
The shortest-boy simply smirked at them, beaming in his glory.
"Simple... Study." He told them.
"And all this time, I thought you would be like the rest of us!" Kaminari exclaimed, acting as if he was being betrayed by his friend. "If I'm not going to be there to hang out, whose going to, actually, like you if you don't got your bud with you?!"
"...Everyone... Trust me." Mineta answered, still beaming with pride.
Izuku felt bad for his two classmates.
"Ashna, Denka." He called out, hoping that his encouragement would help them look at the bright side. "We still have a few days left, before the Written Exam. You still have plenty of time to study, before then. I know you two can do it, and we'll all be able to go camping, together."
To his right, Iida entered the conversation, who wanted to encourage his classmates, too.
"That is right. As Class Representative, I know that this class will make U.A. proud!" He commented, chopping his right-hand in the air.
To his own right, Todoroki entered the conversation.
"It wouldn't be hard for you two to pass the Written Exam, if you both had paid attention in class. You know?"
He wasn't trying to scold them, but he might as well be for pointing out their problem.
Mina and Denki didn't seemed to be encouraged by their words. In fact, it seems to only put pressure on them and be more stressed than relieved.
"That's easy for you guys to say, on account you're all at the top of the list!" Ashido whined.
"Not only that, Midoriya-kun, but you, Yaoyorozu-chan and Sis are in the top three, for getting a perfect score on the midterm!" Kaminari reminded.
To that claim Izuku let out a nervous, embarrassed laugh, rubbing the back of his head with his hand.
While that was going on, Sierra sat in silence at her desk, reading a book that talks about certain food that has specific vitamins to help with stomach ulcers and improving kidney, heart and liver function.
...She may be dying, but she intends to keep her promise to Night Thorn on holding on... She only hopes that the poison won't worsen than it already has, as she finds new way to buy Recovery Girl and her colleagues time to finding the cure.
So far, most food choices best for stomach ulcers showed to being fruits and vegetable based products: Blueberries, strawberries, blackberries, raspberries, cherries, apples, cabbages, garlic, leafy greens, carrots, broccoli, etc.
Mostly, items that she, normally and basically, would eat. So, there was no problem to that.
...The issue, obviously, is trying to keep her meals down and not puke it out... Which is a number one problem; with the poison growing steadily worse and having to be on antibiotics to help prevent the bacteria in her stomach to worsen, that seems to cause some discomfort than alleviate the pain, made the situation much more serious.
She let out a quiet sigh, as she drank her BodyArmor.
'For the fruits, even with some of the vegetables, I can either turn into liquid or eat them some ease. My stomach should be able to digest them, without too much difficulty. -She looked over to her god-brother and friends, as Yaoyorozu was getting ecstatic on helping some of her fellow peers with their studying.- The only problem, is having to tell them that I won't be eating solid food for a certain amount of time, without getting them too worried about my current condition, should I only bring juice.'
"Hey, Sis!" Ochako called out, walking towards her, with Hagakure and Asui in tow.
Hearing the call of her name and seeing some of her friends coming towards her, Sierra closed the book to turn her attention on the three girls.
She raised a hand in the air, waving at them.
"Hey, guys." She replied, looking up at the three girls.
"Nice job on making it to the top three on the midterm, with Midoriya-kun and Shrike." Hagakure congratulated. "I wish I had book smarts like you three; most of the subjects are really hard to figure out!"
And for the fact that she ranked seventeenth place for the midterms, was more than enough evidence to prove how little comprehension she had to what they were testing on, with or without studying.
"Yeah, you're telling me." Ochako replied, looking rather exhausted and bowed her head down in shame. "If only I'd thought about taking notes at home, I probably would have a better score than what I gotten on the midterms."
The Zero Gravity Quirk User was ranked fourteenth, a few ranks higher than the invisible-girl. She was able to get a few studying and a couple notes, but not enough to get into the top ten.
Sierra can only give them a sympathy smile.
"You both still have time to study some more and get some notes in, before the Final Exams." She reminded them. "Perhaps you two should go ask Shrike to tutor you, too. Like Ashna, and the others."
The two girls looked over to their Vice-Representative, who seemed very chipper and thrilled to have five of her peers to ask for her help and to spend the weekend at her place to study.
...Both gave a nervous laugh.
"Maybe, but we don't wanna bother her with our problems, when she's already helping five of our classmates." Ochako replied, as she turned to the youngest-student. "Plus... We were wondering if you and Deku could tutor us, instead."
That was something Sierra never expected to hear.
Before she could rely, Tsuyu walked over.
"Could you two, also, tutor me, as well? Kero." She asked.
The fourteen was stunned.
In the past, many students would ask her to help them with their homework. Then, as soon as she wound show them how to solve questions that are hard, they would only give her a quick thanks and be on their way.
Excluding other Animal Quirk Users, and their few friends she and Izuku made in the past... Not once, would those students that asked for help, ever considered wanting to be friends with her.
Besides that she's friend with a Quirkless Freak, which her god-brother has been labeled as, many would speak ill towards Animal Quirk Users.
...Their most favorite thing to do, is spread disgusting rumors about them, when their backs are turned.
Sierra rubbed the back of her head with her hand.
"Izu and I wouldn't mind helping you guys study." She started, getting there three girls' hope high and ready to pounce on her. "But, I'm afraid our study method would be a bit too complex for you guys to understand."
Her answer got the three curious and confused.
"Really? How so?" Hagakure asked.
Sierra had a small-blush appear on her face.
"...Well... You see, Izu and I had been studying heroes for years. -The three girls (Hagakure was most likely nodding, too.)nodded their heads, letting her continue. - ...And by that, I mean Izuku and I had, literally, studied the heroes we would watch on the news and/or books based on the past heroes and their Quirks, to help us with our studies, which have us studying our lessons with ease by thinking up different ways to make them more enjoyable to memorize and work hard."
The three females were taken back by the news. They were amazed by the technique the god-siblings used to study hard.
...But, hearing that they enjoyed taking notes on heroes and reading history on past heroes, made them seem unenthusiastic on wanting to study in their way.
Ochako was the first to respond to the news.
"O-Oh! I see... -She has a problem with history, so this method wasn't going to workout for her.- W-Well, when you put it that way, it sounds very difficult to study in your guys' way."
Asui and Hagakure nodded their heads in agreement.
"We're so sorry to bother you, Ra Ra." Hagakure apologized. "We'll go ask Shrike if she'll tutor us, too."
Sierra chucked at their attempt to retreat. Then, reaching into get backpack, pulled out one of her notebooks she uses to take notes in class.
"You guys can borrow my notes, to copy, to help get as much studying as you can get, before the Final Exams arrives."
...As if she was offering them the most valuable treasure in the world, the three spring in her and trapped her in a death hug, out of her seat and sitting on the floor.
"THANKS, SIS!"
"YOU'RE THE GREATEST!"
"Kero."
She let out a groan of a huff.
"I'm glad to be of help," she yelped. "Just remember to take the rest of the notes and study them, before the Final Exams starts, and not at the very last minute."
"We will!" Ochako confirmed, nuzzling her head against Sierra's.
Said girl glared at the Zero Gravity Quirk User, as Hagakure continued to say how much they love her and Asui Resting her head on her shoulder.
She was all for hugs, but they were starting to get on her nerve.
"Are you guys done, yet?"
"Nope!" Hagakure answered, giggling when the girl let out a grumble underneath her breath.
Izuku, hearing the thump and seeing the three girls trapping his sister in a hug, smiled at the sight. Even let out a chuckled at Sierra's annoyance of the three not letting her go.
She heard his laughter, sending him a glare to come help her.
He shrugged his shoulders, telling her that he doesn't know what to do and isn't going to break the girl's hold on her.
...Sierra's eyes promised him that she was going to get him back for this sudden betrayal.
He knew he was in for it... Still, it was totally worth seeing her being loved by friends she trusted as much as she trusted him.
Lunchtime, on the Rooftop...
The sun's warmth is like a floating blanket, lulling many to sleep in its embrace and gentle breeze.
Sierra, leaning against the wall to the exit, let out a deep yawn. Sitting beside her right-leg, is her lunchbox. Within it, some of the leftover gyōza and rice she and her father had for dinner, last night.
Her stomach growled in hunger, which triggered some soreness to act up from the grumbling. She only allowed the BodyArmor to enter her body, sighing out when she felt the liquid travel down her throat and into her stomach.
'Everybody is getting too worked up about the Final Exams,' she thought. 'I, myself, am a bit anxious and stressed on what we'll be doing. -She pulled out her lunch and fork, but only stared down at her meal. She grimaced at the sight of her food.- Dad's been making me meals to eat for lunch, since I got back from Granduncle Ohanzee's Hero Agency. But the meals he made always upset my stomach, that I can barely keep it down for a single hour, before I need to purge it out of my stomach.'
She could throw the meals away, but that would only be a waste on food. Plus, she can't risk any student to catch heart in the act and go blab it out in the open for Izuku, Hitoshi, even her dad to learn she's been lying on eating if nobody is around to witness her eat.
And with there being security cameras in most of the buildings, the teachers will be able to see her in the act and inform Shōta or Recovery Girl of her skipping habits.
Deciding she can try and suck it up for now, now that she knows what kind of food to get from the store to focus on, with her eyes closed, she quickly dug into her food.
Normally, she would wait for Izuku and/or some of their friends to come meet her on the rooftop. But, ever since they were told about the Written Exam and having to study for Midterms, last week, they decided to talk amongst themselves inside the building and get away from the growing heat.
They did invited her to join them, but she prefers to eat outside and away from the hostile environment, that would make her feel claustrophobic and upset her stomach even more so to even try to hold on to the food for very a shorter time period.
With most of her meal, Sierra only took a single, strong bite, before she swallows them down... The gyōza feel like rocks hitting her stomach, as the rice became sand-like and scratched against her throat. She would drink the small water-bottle to help her meals slide down quicker, before she would force herself to eat a couple meal bites.
...She keeps her eyes closed... No longer trusting her eyes, in fear that the hallucinations will come back and make her see her meals becoming something disgusting... Last time they came during meal time, her food took the forms of beetles and gnats, crawling over a carcass of a worm-infested dog.
By the time she finished, she wished that she hadn't eaten the meal and feel her stomach groaning from the amount of food she forced herself to consume.
She rested her head against the wall, taking in deep breaths in an attempt to calm her nerves.
...Then, she felt the piercing sting traveling in her back and through her spine.
A low whimper left her throat, as she positioned herself on her left-side and away from the wall, to lie on the floor.
...Then, as the pulsing of the poison went through her system, her body started convulsing... Going through the seizure.
On account to her stomach and eating problem, she has to undergo the seizures every time the poison starts to act up. And the process she goes through is worse than what she went through in the past.
First, she feels paralyze. As her body would shake or jerk, uncontrollably, the instant it starts, she feels she has no control of her body. As if somebody she was a puppet, having no freewill to move and yet can still feel the pain going on from both the inside and outside.
The second part that makes it worse than usual, she can't speak. She can groan, whimper and growl in pain, but she can't say a single word to anybody if they're with her, or happens to stumble upon her convulsing form. And since a lot of people don't know what to do to help somebody having a seizure, she can't give them any instructions on how to help.
Her body shook on the ground, limbs randomly shifting or rising with a shake of their own, as her head would hit the ground wherever it rises off the ground. This feeling of uncomfortable numbness and burning fire coursing through her body, make the procedure much more unbearable to endure and not hold in her whimpers of pain.
'...It-... It'll pass. -She focused on that one sentence, as the convulsing continued.- It'll pass... It'll pass... It'll pass...'
The fit continued for two and a half minutes, when the tremors finally started to slow down and slowly feel her control starting to come back.
When the third minute came by, her body remained still on the ground and is left gasping for breath. Her fit has ended and regained control of her body.
Right now, all she wants to do is stay on the warm ground and get her breathing under control.
...
...Then, a hand laid on her back.
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...She knows who cold touch it was... And she knew what will follow, after the contract.
Her mouth opened on its own and, with a strained, genderless tone, words spoke through her lips.
"The moon bleeds tears of stars. The Earth that consumes itself, spits out the decay."
She looked up at the figure that still haunts her with its ability to make her speak words that are not her own... The shadowy figure, neither a friend or enemy.
"The trees will devour the flesh of Life, as the blood will become wine to the soil and the wind will carry the ashes of bones."
A bony-hand came forth and covered her eyes, engulfing them in darkness.
"Blood will be spilled for blood, and the clouds will drown the screams of the innocence."
...When the hand removed itself from her eyes, Sierra no longer finds herself on U.A.'s rooftop.
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...Instead, she finds herself strapped to a metal-table. Her limbs bound to metal-cuffs, and multiple straps resting over her shoulders, chest and thigh.
...Around her neck, a familiar metal-collar clamp that suppresses her Quirk.
She struggles against the restraints. Beside her, the annoying beeping of the cardiac monitor went off, slightly rising when it detected her heart speeding up.
"It's useless to escape."
She froze from her struggling... Her fearful eyes looked up to see who it was that spoke to her.
His entire figure is dark, becoming a shadow from underneath the bright light that shines over her, leaving only big, round eyes visible, white and glowing from the light around them.
...In both his hands, are black-tubes.
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...Behind the man, where the tubes are connected... An electric generator, connected to a defibrillator.
...She knew what he's going to do to her.
"It's best if you'd just accept your fate," the figure stated. "You're his property, bought and owned, and are to do whatever he sees fit for you to do. Though, I must say, I never tried this sort of procedure on a subject so young."
Turning his back to her for a moment, he started up the defibrillator, which turned the electric generator on as well.
Her heart sped up in fear, as her limbs continued to shake within the cuffs.
...Both of the tubes had small jolts of electricity lightly sparking up when the figure turned to face her, slowly bringing them down to be six inches from both side of her head, aimed for the temple.
...He gave her a wicked, big grin.
"This will surely make you see the truth."
He slammed both the tubes to her temples.
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...She screamed...
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...Then, she immediately sat up and snapped her eyes open, finding herself back on the rooftop of U.A.
Sweat came down her face, as she gasped for air to control her racing heart.
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...Then, her stomach started acting up.
She covered her mouth with both of her hands.
'...No... Not now. Please, not now!'
Sierra knew it was pointless to beg, and that her stomach has gotten too upset to keep her meal down.
Quickly, she got to her feet and launched herself over the ledge, allowing herself to fall for a moment before morphing into her golden eagle form and shot straight for the forest. She pushed herself to fly as far as she could, not far to be off of campus but just enough for nobody to see her, before she felt her food rising into her throat.
With no time to properly land, she ended up skidding on the grass when she reverted back into her human-form and with no time to pick a spot, she purged her meal right in front of her. She didn't hold down the sound of her retching her meal out, when there was no human or anybody within earshot to hear her.
And right now, all she can focus on was follow her stomach's command to empty it of its contents and to keep heaving out whatever is left until her stomach was cramped and sore.
Five purging and seventeen dry heaves later, and the fourteen year-old is left laying against a tree.
She let out a deep sigh, tired and exhausted, looking where her discarded meal sat... Seeing the blood mixed with the bile and parts of food that weren't able to be digested.
She swallowed at the sight of the red, resting her left-arm over her belly.
'...I don't know how much more I can take of this...' Sierra thought, letting out another sigh before slowly getting to her feet. 'That figure. It's words are very disturbing and more concerning, the more it appears.'
She dusted off the few grass and dirt that clung to her uniform, though cursed under her breath when she sees some deeper stains not coming off and a couple wrinkles that have clear off lines.
'Let's hope they'll buy the "Sleeping Under a Tree" story.'
By the time she finished straightening out the worst of the wrinkles, she morphed into her Phillipines Eagle form.
She looked over her shoulders, staring sadly at the meal she purged out of her stomach.
'The animals and the insects within the area will eat it. If not them, then nature can have it.'
With that thought she started running before flapping her wings and is in the air within seconds.
As she flew higher to the rooftop, her stomach growled, again. Acting as if it didn't just made her hack up the food she just ate and is hungry, all over again.
Sierra groaned from the soreness acting up from the growling, as she reached the ledge and hovered over the tile, before turning back into a human.
Then, pulling her phone out from her jacket pocket, she sees that lunch will end in twenty minutes.
She let out a third sigh of exhaustion.
'I should be able to get a salad bowl, maybe some fruits, too, before lunch ends. -She went to her spot and picked up her lunchbox.- First, gotta put this away.'
Wanting to save up time, as she reentered the school building, she morphed into a cheetah to quickly get to her classroom to put away her lunchbox, and morphed back to a human to run the rest of the way to the cafeteria.
Much to her relief, her father wasn't in the classroom and was able to not cause suspicion for her quick entering and exit of Class 1-A when the coast was clear.
By the time she reached the cafeteria, she sees the three lines being very short and that a couple of students were leaving the cafeteria. It was still full and loud, but knows she'll be able to tolerate the noise long enough to pay for her salad and fruits and go, before her stomach decides it had enough stress from the hostile environment and fool itself into thinking it's full.
She made her way into the cafeteria, heading for the line to order her food... When, seeing her god-brother and some of their friends eating at their usual spot, witnessed one of Class 1-B, Monoma, purposely slammed his elbow against Izuku's head.
A low snarl left her throat at what she saw there blonde did. But what she heard him say to her brother and friends, made her even more pissed off.
"Sorry. Your big head is taking up so much space, it's impossible to avoid." He mocked, having a smug smile on his face.
No longer thinking about getting food, Sierra slowly stalked her way towards Neito Monoma.
"I heard you guys encountered the Hero Killer. -He grunted out a smirk of disgust, but his cold, cruel smile remained on his face.- Just like in the Sports Festival, Class 1-A want to be the center of attention. Though, you do realize you're in the spotlight because you'll become great heroes, right? It's from how much you keep getting in trouble."
As he continued to talk, Sierra allowed herself to morph into her dragon-form. Other students within the cafeteria, taking notice of her use of her Quirk, watches with great curiosity and interest. That, and many of them hope she would get Monoma to stop harassing Class 1-A.
"Here's a thought: Someday, the rest of us will be caught up in your mess and then we'll become unfitting heroes, as well."
Some of the group took notice of the white-dragon coming towards them, wondering what she was going to do. Izuku, while wanting to warn Monoma of his sister's approach and to stop insulting them, felt he's unable to speak.
"What kind of villain will you bring down upon us? What kind of de-?"
*Grrrrrowwwwlll*
*Snort*
Hearing the rumbling of a beast and feeling a rough brush of air blowing against his hair, Monoma froze in his sentence... Then, slowly turning to see what it was that's behind him.
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...He paled at the dragon standing in front of him, glaring down angrily at him with her head held up high and her wings spread out.
"Is there a problem here?" Sierra asked, slightly opening her beak, as the growling continued.
He knows who she is; the way she fought against Bakugō. And, learning that she's really Class 1-A's teacher's daughter. Even learning that their teacher, Vlad King, is being appointed as her uncle... Monoma knew that he'd be in big trouble if he bullies her, too.
He gave her a shaky smile.
"Oh! H-H-Hey there!" He greeted, acting very friendly and very nervous underneath the dragon's eyes. "Nothing going on here. We're just having a friendly chat, is all!"
...Clearly, she wasn't buying it.
"Funny." She said. "From the way I see it, and from what I heard you just say to them, sounds to me you're trying to be a smartass and are picking a fight with my pack. -She lowered her head a bit, getting a bit closer to the blonde.- And, to the fact that you decided to ram your elbow against my brother's head, proved you intentionally want to cause trouble with us."
Monoma took a step back. His tray shook, from his hands trembling in nervousness and fear.
"W-Wait a sec. Y-Y-Y-You've got it a-all w-w-w-wrong here!" He quivered, as a small-steam of smoke passed through her beak and her growling grew to a snarl. "I swear! I wasn't trying t-t-to cause trouble! I was being concerned f-for my fellow classmates! I was defending us!"
Sierra opened her mouth a bit wider... Behind her sharp fangs, a faint glow of violet-red could be seen.
"What I see before me, is a know-it-all troublemaker, who wants to act so high and mighty and is throwing a hissy fit for not being the center of attention. Let alone, was unable to get into Class 1-A and be in the top class of the Hero Course. -She took a step forward, as more steam left her beak.- Your actions here is very disrespectful, not just to yourself, but to your fellow classmates, as well."
Before he could say anything to her accusation... From behind him, Itsuka Kendo, Class 1-B Class Representative, delivered a harsh karate chop on top of his head, leaving the blonde to fall to his knees, dazed.
She glared down at her classmate, grabbing his food tray to prevent it from spilling and putting it on the empty table behind Izuku and his group.
"That's not funny, Monoma!" She scolded, grabbing him by the back of his shirt. "You heard what happened to Iida-kun. Be nice!"
Sierra, glaring down at the knocked out Monoma, closed her beak and stop heating up her fire, which she was only using for show and had no intentions to inflict any form of self-harm towards the blonde.
"Kendo-chan." Tenya replied.
The orange-haired girl turned to the group and the dragon, giving them an apologetic smile.
"I apologize for this one's behavior," she apologized. "I'm afraid he has a black-hole, instead of a heart."
Izuku looked stunned from watching a classmate knock another classmate unconscious, and didn't hold back her strength to do so.
Sierra, letting out a deep sigh, morphed back into her human-form.
"You don't have to apologize, when you aren't the one at fault, Kendo-chan." She replied, slightly bowing to the girl.
"I know, but still." Kendo insisted, holding the right-side of her head in her right-hand. "Plus, I, also, wanted to finally get the chance to thank you."
Sierra cocked her head to the side.
The older-girl gave her an appreciated smile.
"Back at the Sports Festival, you told our class to get down to avoid the massive gust of wind and debris, during Midoriya-kun and Todoroki-kun's match. You, also, informed us to tell the other class to get down and pass along the message, to avoid any of us on getting hurt. -She then bowed to the younger-girl.- My classmate and I, even this jerk over here, are truly grateful for your help."
The fourteen year-old rubbed the back of her head, embarrassed and bashful of the older-girl thanking her for something she and her brother would naturally do when concerned for other people's wellbeing and safety.
"It's no problem," she assured. "I'm just happy that everyone was able to take cover and not get hurt from the debris."
There orange-haired girl beamed at the girl, then turned to the group.
"Anyways, I overheard you guys worrying over what's going to be on the Practical. From what I heard, the Final Exam is going to be Combat against robots, like in the Entrance Exam."
The group were taken back by the news.
"For real?!" Ochako cried out, hoping what she heard was true.
"Where did you hear that?" Izuku asked, wondering where she heard the information from.
Kendo jerked a thumb towards one of the third-year students.
"One of my friends filled me in on the details." She answered. "I know, cheating, but any information will help us be prepared for what to expect to face and learn how to ace the Finals."
Sierra didn't seemed that convinced that's what they'll end up doing.
'It sounds too easy, even too good to be true.' She thought, folding her arms over her chest. 'And given how much of a turn this year has gone and the recent villain attacks, I believe they're going to change it up with something different. At least, for our class.'
"How could you tell them that, Kendo-chan?" Monoma grunted, coming out from being knocked out and hearing what his Class Representative just told the other student. "We had the advantage, and you just gave it to the enemy. -He raised his head, his cold eyes showing his disbelief and anger what the girl just did.- This was our moment to outshine them, and get the spotlight we deser-!"
Whack!
With another quick chop of her hand, Kendo knocked him unconscious, again.
"They're not the enemies, you jerk!" She stated, dragging his unconscious body and tray back to his table.
Class 1-A sweat dropped from the way she handled the situation. While they are grateful for her help, even more so for telling them about the Practical, they think she was a probably a bit too hard on her classmate.
Sierra watched the two leave, before turning to her brother.
"You okay, Izu?" She asked.
Izuku gave her a reassuring smile.
"I'm all right," he answered. "Though, he did slammed his elbow really hard against my head. Other than that, I'm completely fine."
The glare of her greenish-grey eyes told the fifteen year-old of her disapproval of Monoma, purposely, attacking him and to say their class is a curse that will bring threats to their fellow peers.
"You may be quick to brush it off and get over his assault on you, Izu, that still doesn't excuse to the fact that he attacked you." She stated, folding her arms over her chest. "He owes you an apology."
Izuku quickly shook his head.
"It's okay, Sis. Really." He insisted. "I mean, after Kendo-chan knocked him out cold, twice, I think that should be more than enough for his punishment."
"Midoriya-kun has a fair point, Sierra." Iida backed him up, chopping at the air. "Kendo-chan will make certain to keep him in line, like she had during the Sports Festival."
"Besides, even if you do get him to apologize, he won't actually mean it. And if he keeps harassing us, we'll inform the teachers if he takes it too far. Kero." Asui voiced out.
The fourteen year-old knew Iida and Tsuyu are right. Even though they, too, want the blonde to apologize to their green-haired friend. However, they seem to have Kendo as an ally from Class 1-B, along with a few other students from that class who don't judge them the same way Monoma does.
"Hmm..." Sierra sighed out, before nodding her head.
Then, as if realizing she was here, Izuku jumped.
"Oh! Sis!" He cried out. "What are you doing here?"
The others, also realizing that their friend is in the cafeteria and not on the rooftop, were also curious as to sudden arrival.
Sierra gave them an embarrassed smile, rubbing the back of her head, laughing a bit nervously.
"Well... Funny thing, really." She started, hoping they would buy her lie. "I went to the rooftop, did some reading on my phone to get some studying in, which left me falling asleep for a bit, before deciding to eat... Only to find that I misplaced my lunch."
...A moment later, both Izuku and Ochako were out of their seats and standing over her.
"NANI?!" They cried out in unison.
She knew they, at least her brother, would panic if they hear she hadn't brought any food with her.
"How, exactly, did you misplaced your lunch, Sierra?" Iida asked, also worried for the girl's health.
The fourteen year-old was quick to answer.
"Dad had to leave early for an important meeting with Principal Nezu and the other teachers, so I had to get up a bit earlier than usual." She explained, once again laughing nervously. "Unfortunately, during the rush to hurry, we both forgot to get our lunches ready and only had enough time to have Tamagoyaki (Japanese Omelette) before we ran out the door for the train station."
It wasn't a lie; Nezu did informed Shōta that there was a meeting and to come to the school, early. And though she can handle getting up and ready for school on her own, he didn't want her to be on her own.
...With Arsenius out of Tartarus and somewhere in the city, he didn't want to give the bastard a chance to find his daughter, kidnap her and take her back to the villains that attacked them at the U.S.J. and-...
...
...Yeah, she learnt of his mysterious break out of Tartarus with the Night Flower Hero Agency and knew her father had been stressing about finding him and keeping her safe. Sure, she feels a bit claustrophobic of him wanting to keep her in eyesight and getting more protective of her wellbeing, but she knows he means better.
...That, and she doesn't want to run in with the murderer of her mother and the abuser who left her for dead, all those years ago, on her own and getting weaker from his poison.
Izuku gave her a worried look and, grabbing for her right-wrist, started pulling her towards the line to get her food.
"What are you getting?" He asked, pulling out his wallet.
Immediately, Sierra flicked her captured-hand to grab for his wrist and twist it behind his back, stopping him in his tracks.
"My food. I'm paying for it." She replied, smirking at his wincing, as she pulled out her own wallet.
"I just want to help out, Sis." He whined, relaxing when she let his hand go.
Teasingly, she patted him on the head.
"I'm not a moocher, Izu." She gently scolded, earning a glare and a slight blush of embarrassment from the dark-green/black-haired teen. "...But, thanks for caring, Aniki (Big Brother)."
The fifteen year-old smiled gently at her gratitude and the title she calls him by, putting away his wallet but staying by her side when she's ordering food.
She feels calm and safe with him by her side, even with other students staring at them.
...It made the pain in her heart grew, knowing this could be one of those sweet moments she'll have left with him.
" You need to tell him. About your desire to be Blood-Bonded Kins. To talk to him about the Blood Bond Ritual. You must talk to him, before it's too late."
Kimama's words echoed in her head, making the beast in the cage to whimper for the chance to do that. To merge blood with the one who'd been for her, and who she endured many struggles throughout their childhood.
He understood what true pain is, to suffer from the injustice that hadn't been fixed... And suffered through great loss, and experienced deep sorrow.
But, as always, she keeps quiet.
'I won't do it,' she thought to herself. '...I refuse to drag him to his death, with me.'
...She doesn't see the longing look in Izuku's eyes, as she orders and pays for her food from her 'Uncle' Lunch Rush.
A Couple Hours Later: In Class 1-A...
"ALL RIGHT!" Ashido and Kaminari cried out in unison, relieved to hear from Izuku and his group on what the Practical is going to be.
"With it just being robots, there's nothing to be worried about!" Denki cheered, part of his hair slightly sparking up from the thought of shocking robots.
"What a relief!" Mina sighed out, folding both her hands behind her head.
Shōji didn't seem that all excited on the news, let alone don't get how the two lowest scorers of the Midterms are now celebrating, when they're one of those students who don't have much control over their Quirks.
Sierra, standing beside her brother, who sat at his desk and were talking about their next studying topic, couldn't help but feel it wasn't wise to have told their class what Kendo told them.
She turned to her brother.
"I still think we shouldn't had told them," she whispered to him.
Izuku gave her a confused look.
"How come, Sis?" He questioned. "With what Kendo-chan just told us from what she heard from an older-classmate, this important information will help all of us be prepared for the Final Exams."
The news still didn't seem right to her.
"That, or it'll have us be unprepared for the unexpected and make us sloppy, should we not end up fighting robots." She countered, folding her arms over her chest. "Just to change the subject, Izu. -She rested both her hands on his desk, leaning in close to be near his ear.- ...Does All Might's talk with you still bother you?"
The green-haired teen stared down at his wrapped up right-arm.
He nodded his head, as he clenched his hand into a fist.
"...He hadn't brought it back up, since our discussion." He whispered back, looking up at the girl. "...I can still remember the look in his eyes, the way he seemed to hesitated. Even his body language, that he's hiding something very important from me and doesn't want to tell me what. But still, -He gave her a small-smile.- Even if it is just robots, I'm still going to keep improving on my Quirk and when that time comes, I'll face All for One and defeat him."
...Sierra gave him a blank stare... In the back of her mind, she cursed at the blonde-male.
'...You're going to leave him, aren't you?' She thought, sneering at the thought of her brother's broken look if he watches the very hero he looked up to fall in battle and die from the very person she, herself, knew when he bought her at D.U.A. 'You're not going to tell him that you'll fight him and will die by his hands, just as Nana Shimura and the other One for All Holders had in this never ending cycle.'
To that thought, she laid her left-hand on his right-shoulder, getting him to look up at her. She gave him a firm smile.
"You won't be alone in this, Izu." She told him. "Remember our promise: When up against a difficult opponent, we face them, together. No matter what."
Izuku can see the clear fire in her eyes, telling him that she's going to uphold the promise they made to each other.
Even if she isn't as strong as him or a One for All Holder, she's not going to let the monster that allowed his psychotic ward to beat her and his staff members to treat her like a lab rat to take her brother away from her.
He gave her a gratified smile.
"Thanks, Sis." He replied, laying his right-arm on her left-shoulder.
"It shouldn't matter if it's robots, or actual people." Bakugō's gruff voice pulled the god-siblings' attention to the whitish-blonde teen, who looked more pissed than usual and glaring at Kaminari and Ashido. "Why the hell you morons so excited about?!"
To that, Kaminari and Ashido turned and glared at the oldest boy in the class.
"Hey! Who you calling 'Moron'?!" Denki replied, pointing an accusing finger at the whitish-blonde, as Ashido backed him up... Until, Bakugō barked at them.
"Damare (Shut up)! -He succeeded at getting them to back down in fear.- You two need to learn how to control your Quirks! Understand?!"
Sierra glared at the whitish-blonde.
He was right to tell them of their flaws, but not in the right to yell at them or insult them by calling them morons.
...His red-eyes were now on them.
"...Deku...!" He snarled, slowly stomping towards the siblings.
The two got nervous, feeling cold and tensing up when he came towards them.
Reacting as usual, Sierra morphed into her white-wolf form. She chose not to trigger her elements for this, but is ready to bring out fire if he dares uses it to intimidate them.
The snarling canine, though thin, stood protectively in front of her brother.
The sixteen year-old did stop within a foot from Izuku's desk, but his eyes showed how much rage he harbors towards the fifteen year-old.
"I don't know what the fuck is going on with your powers, but I've seen how you've been using it. And I wanna let you know:...It's, seriously, pissing me off!"
Izuku swallowed at the lump that lodged itself in his throat, for he can hear the clear threat from his words that he's going to be in serious trouble.
Bakugō then glared down at the white-wolf, who glared right back at him, still snarling at him.
"And you...! Fucking Half-Blood! -He pointed an accusing finger at the canine, who slightly flinched in her stance but remained still and in a defensive pose.- Don't think I hadn't forgotten what you did, back at the Sports Festival!"
Sierra snorted at his words.
"I did warned you on what I would do, Short Fuse." She reminded, not regretting what she did. "You didn't heed my warning and you ended up suffering the consequences of your actions, as punishment for what you did to our friends!"
...She didn't expected him to step forward and, grabbing her back her scruff, pin her up against the wall, with his right-arm over her throat.
Many gasped in horror at what they're witnessing, as she let out a loud yelp, kicking with her hind-legs and clawing at his arm with her forearms.
"I'M FUCKING BLACKLISTED, BECAUSE OF YOU!"
His left-hand sparked up, baring his teeth at the whimpering/snarling wolf.
"Ra Ra!" Ashido cried out, grabbing Denki's arm in fear.
"What the hell, man?!" Kaminari yelled.
Iida came forward and grabbed the older-boy's left-shoulder and exposed hand.
"Let her go, Bakugō!" He ordered, pulling the hand back.
The whitish-blonde snarled at the taller-boy.
"Back off, Four-Eyes!" He barked, shoving him back with his elbow and forcing him to fall. "This is between me and the fucking bitch that's meddling with my dre-!"
The class gasped in shock when they witnessed him being punched in the face and being pinned to the ground.
...By Izuku Midoriya, himself... Who looked just as pissed off as the older-boy.
The white-wolf, freed from Bakugō's grip, landed roughly on the ground, morphed back into a human and gasping and coughing, grasping her throat.
"Sis!" Ochako cried out, running around the desk to check on her friend with Iida and Yaoyorozu, who both were beside Sierra and trying to help get her breathing under control.
Bakugō turned his anger at Izuku.
"Get the fuck off me, Deku!" He snarled, slapping the boy's hand off his left-shoulder... Only to then have his face be pulled up close to the younger-boy.
...Never, in his entire life, had he ever seen so much anger in Izuku's eyes, before.
Everyone stared at the two boys, waiting to see what the green-haired boy was going to do.
"...Don't you ever, and I mean ever, refer to Sis as a 'Bitch', Kaachan. -His voice low and dark, made everyone feel the cold tingling travel down their spine. Even Bakugō, though he'd never admit it.- And if you ever grab her like that, again, or even try to hurt her... I'll make you regret it."
Bakugō sneered at his threat.
"I don't give a flying fu- Gah!" The sixteen year-old was cut off when Izuku slammed his head back against the floor, before he hopped off to be beside his gasping sister.
Iida glared at the older-boy, laying a hand on Sierra's neck to help keep it in-between her knees.
"You were not in the right to belittle your fellow classmates, Bakugō-kun. And you had no right to break school rules and attack other students!"
Momo, gently rubbing her back, also glared at Bakugō.
"We will inform Aizawa-sensei about this, Bakugō-kun!" She informed.
The whitish-blonde snarled at her warning, before picking himself off the ground and started making his way towards the door.
Izuku kept his attention on his gasping sister.
"Are you okay, Sis?"
She couldn't answer him by talking, focusing on breathing, but gave him a slight raised of her hand. It was their signal that she'll be all right.
"Deku! Half-Blood!" Bakugō called out. "I won't have another half-ass swing, like at the festival. We'll be getting individual scores for the finals... New Rankings! -He pointed an accusing finger at the two.- Then, we'll all know exactlywhere we'll be standing! I'll show you how much better I am, than either you two!"
Izuku grunted at the older-boy's warning, but remained beside Sierra, who finally got her coughing under controlled and taking slow breaths.
Bakugō then turned to Shōto, who sat beside his desk... His right-arm, slowly covered in ice, as if ready to fight the enraged teen.
"That goes for you, too, Todoroki!" He snarled. "Get in my way, and I'll kill you, too!"
With that final warning said, the sixteen year-old stomped out of the classroom, slamming the door behind him. To where he was going, nobody knows and right now, they didn't care.
The class stayed quiet, until they could no longer hear the echoes of his stomping. Still, the tension remains thick in the air.
Kirishima was very uncomfortable at what happened, even a bit angered when he grabbed Sierra and pinned her against the wall.
"I haven't seen him this bad, before." He grimaced.
Tokoyami, sitting at his desk with his arms folded over his chest, glared angrily at the door... His anger and Dark Shadow's rage at what he did to their sister, can easily be seen in his red-eyes.
"There's no doubt about it... That's pure hatred." He growled out, before turning to the group, who all slowly got to their feet to help the youngest get to her own. "Are you all right, Sis?"
Iida and Izuku each kept a hold on her shoulders to keep her steady, as she continued with her breathing and keeping a hand on her throat.
With a final deep sigh, she looked up and nodded her head.
"...I'm- *Grunt* I'm fine." She grunted out, clearing her throat and swallowing the lump.
Beside Iida, Yaoyorozu had a worried look on her face.
"You don't sound find. Wouldn't it be best if we get you to Recovery Girl?" She suggested. "Bakugō could've damaged your larynx, or even your voice-box."
Sierra gave her a forced-out smile.
"I-I'm all right, Mozu. Really." She reassured, rubbing her neck. "Compared to the Sports Festival and the few times we fought in the past, this isn't the worst he ever did."
That did little to help ease the other students' worry.
Kyōka had a glare of suspicious.
"Bakugō-kun hurt you, in the past?" She asked.
The fourteen year-old gave her a shrug, as she removed herself from Iida's hold and slightly leaned against Izuku.
"More like 'physical confrontations' over some topic we can't agree amongst each other." She put in lightly. "And while we do either end up with bruises, or even some scratches, we never take it too far and know when the fighting has to stop. But, I will admit, he's the one who always likes to start the 'conversation'."
Some of the guys glared at her, but the anger isn't towards her.
"He still doesn't have the right to hurt you." Sero replied.
"A real man doesn't hit a girl, even if both started the fight." Kirishima stated.
Sierra sighed at their words, no longer wanting to talk. Her voice feels sore from the grab, and the tightening of Bakugō's tight grip.
Izuku's eyes are trained on her left-hand grasping her neck.
...He noticed a hint of purple underneath her fingers.
His forest-green eyes glared at the dark color.
'She's already bruising?'
"I promise, I'll be all right, everyone." Sierra swore, gently removing herself off of Izuku and made her way for her desk to grab her backpack.
...Without anybody noticing, with the exception of Izuku, she pulled the collar of her shirt to cover up the bruise and had one of the straps of her backpack to rest against her neck to keep the collar in place.
Momo came to her.
"Be that as it may, Aizawa-sensei needs to be informed about this." She stated.
Sierra gave her a stern nod.
"And both you, and Iida, may tell him that. I'm not denying that he needs to be held accountable for his actions... However, -She turned to the curious, confused classrooms.- because he wasn't their to witness the confrontation-"
"We witnessed the altercation!" Hagakure blurted out, waving her invisible-arms in the air. "Why isn't that enough to get him in trouble, let alone expelled?!"
The fourteen year-old shook her head.
"An adult of the building must witness the altercation, in order to be certain to know if that individual is a threat and meant to harm another individual." She explained. "And, to further make it fair for him to stay in school, the teachers must see the assault take place."
Everyone couldn't believe what she told them.
"He shoved Iida!" Ochako cried out.
"He grabbed you by the back of your neck, and pinned you against the wall!" Kaminari pointed out, pointing a finger at the wall she was just held up against.
"He, literally, had an arm over your neck! Choking you!" Mineta yelled, sounding very angry at what Bakugō did to her... In his right-hand, he had one of his ball-like hair out. Probably to toss at Bakugō to pin him to the wall, if he did try to hurt her.
...In his eyes, she can see something that caught her completely off guard.
...
...He had the eyes of an older-brother... Like Izuku.
That definitely caught Sierra's interested, but she didn't bring it up.
"Ten jumped on him and tried to use force to pull us apart, which resulted him to being shoved, which he knew would be the result and could've let go and dodge the push on time." She pointed out.
The navy-haired boy grunted at that information, knowing she was right.
Ashido pouted at the younger-girl's reasoning.
"But he tried to use his Quirk on you!" She accused, pointing a finger at the door.
Sierra shook her head.
"He does that just for show, and to describe just how pissed off he is." She replied. "Though, during middle school, he would damage a couple of school properties, but after the fifth damage to another student's desk, he was given a warning of possible suspension if he does it, again."
Izuku stepped up to her claim.
"It's true," he said. "Since then, he's been controlling himself to not damage school property. He would still use his Quirk for P.E., but always made sure to never do so within school buildings."
His sister snickered at a thought.
"And after triggering the school's fire alarm for that fifth incident in nearly four months, it gave him more than enough reasoning to control his use of his Quirk." She reminded, earning a nervous laugh from her brother.
Nobody within the room thought it was funny like the god-siblings did.
"And how is that supposed to be funny?" Jirō asked, a little uncomfortable to know what the answer will be.
The two gave her a reassuring smile.
"Because, back when we were kids, he would always bring out his explosion to show how angry he would get at the littlest things." Izuku started, before letting Sierra reveal the rest.
"His mom, our Aunt Misty, would call him Short Fuse, just to show how he easily gets set off and acting like a little brat. So, when he had to learn to control his actions, she asked me to purposely tease him and see how well he's getting control over his emotions. -She held up her phone.- I would then show her a video just how much he improved... But, also, just how funny it is to see him erupt like a volcano, when he can't risk causing destruction in school building."
It took a moment for their classmates to finally see what was funny... Then, thinking up a tiny Bakugō, shooting explosions from his hands and a glare of a raging animal on his face... Did some of them joined in on laughing.
"So that's why you keep calling him Short Fuse!" Ashido cried out, holding her stomach.
"Man, that must've been a severe damage to his ego!" Sero commented, wiping away a tear from his eye.
"Definite payback for the rude name calling." Satō Boasted.
Sierra shrugged her shoulders.
"Perhaps, but it's mostly just to get him on his nerve." She admitted, as she started heading for the doors. "Though, he is right about one thing. Just because we may very well be fighting against robots, it doesn't mean we can't neglect on our part to gain control over our Quirks. -She pulled the door open.- We're going to become heroes, so we must show just how serious we are on wanting to make this world a better place to live in."
As she closed the door to leave, she can still feel their eyes staring at her. This time, while still worried for her wellbeing on what their classmate did to her, they seemed to be taking her words to heart and are going to use them to better prepare themselves to pass the Practical.
She let out a tiring sigh, and started to head for the exit... All the while, she grabbed at her neck, again.
She can still feel the tightening of Bakugō's hand clenching tightly at her throat... All the while, making sure that nobody saw else that he didn't just leave some bruises on her skin.
'This is nothing,' she thought to herself. 'Hurry back home and apply some ointment on it, before Dad sees the marks.Gonna have to put on some makeup, if the coloring and size of the bruise is very bad.'
Unknown to her, her father, who stayed hidden in the hallway, with a clipboard in hand, watches from afar.
The pen in his right-hand shook, before snapping in half.
Almost an entire week had come and gone, and all of Class 1-A mentally pushed themselves through their limits to study hard for the Three Day Written Exam. Of course, those who ranked in the top ten were able to finish the test with ease, after taking the time to study and were able to find the time to train their Quirks.
Those who were ranked below the top ten, because of the extra help from Momo or taking in the time to study harder than usual, were able to answer most of the question with more confidence than how they did on the Midterm... Though, a few did had a few bumps in the road.
Of course, they won't know how they do and if they'd passed or not until the end of the week, when Friday comes in.
As they promised, after gaining Shōta's blessings and Hitomi's approval, Izuku, Sierra and Hitoshi spent the weekend at the Midoriya Residence to study, practice sign language and to bond... Which, they all had a blast and an extremely great time.
They were even able to visit Raiden, Raijin and Yuki for some extra training sessions... And to tell them how their Internship went, after Raiden ended up screaming like a girl when a couple of snakes slithered up his arms when he wasn't paying attention. A special greetings from his Shield Sister, Natsumi, for not watering her orchids and unable to stay in touch. Apparently, he has a bit of a phobia over snakes, despite one of his best friends/Shield Sister is a Snake Quirk User.
Sierra was able to have Inko make her homemade fruit-shakes for most of her meals, with the occasional spinach and salads for dinner, along with giving her a note Recovery Girl written for the girl to give to Inko that she needs to stick to a liquid meal for a little while to help with "upset stomach" so she wouldn't question her god-daughter's lack of eating solid food.
Shōta, also, was told of his daughter's new diet on Tuesday and gave Inko a list on what Sierra prefers to have in her drinks... Though, he never told her of his own reasoning to believe that his child's health is getting worse.
He may not have any proof, not having to see her go into her fits since visiting their family, but he was positive that something had been bothering her.
She had told him about her granduncle, how she leant that he's a member of the Night Flower Hero Agency. But, other than that, for the sake to keep their identity safe and secured, she didn't give him any details on which of her granduncles she encountered or what his Quirk is.
...He can sense she's hiding something from him, and he doesn't like it.
Of course, Shōta hadn't confronted her about it. And unless he has hard evidence to get her to tell him the issue, he isn't going to pressure her to getting her worked up and endanger her health.
He knows her health isn't getting any better. In fact, even before Recovery Girl informed him, that she lost weight and is now in the seventies. At about 77.8 pounds, to be exact.
Because of this, he wanted to have her be excused from taking the Finals and do makeup lessons with those who would fail the Practical.
...Sadly, that day became a day he loathed to watch take place, when Nezu decided on who would be placed against who.
Six Days Later: June Fourth; Practical Exam Area, Center Plaza...
They all stood before their teachers, dressed in their hero costume.
Sierra turned to her brother. While Izuku couldn't see her whole face, he knew she was getting an off feeling as to why their teachers are here when they'd be fighting robots.
"Now then, let's begin the final test." Eraser Head announced, looking nonchalant and his usual drowsy-self. "Remember: It's possible for you to fail. So, if you wanna go to camp, don't make stupid mistakes."
The god-siblings are now confident, that Sierra was right of her suspicious about their opponents not ending up fighting robots.
"Excuse me, Aizawa-sensei, but why are all the teachers here?" Jirō asked, very much confused of their arrival and positive that they weren't here to judge them of their performance.
"I expected for most of you to have some form of idea as to what you'll be fasting, today." Aizawa brought up, giving Ashido and Kaminari his normal plain gaze. Clearly, they're the ones who gave him the hunch.
Neither of the two were concerned of his stare, too excited on what they'll be facing.
"Bring out those robots! I'm ready to ace this test!" Denki exclaimed.
"Fireworks! S'mores! Sleepovers! Here we come!" Mina cheered, raising a fist in the air.
Sierra glared at the two, her arms folded over her chest, letting out an irritated sigh.
'They wouldn't stop boasting about it, since they were told what the Practical will be. They practically danced in the hallway and in the cafeteria, thinking they're going to pass.' She thought, resting a hand on top of her pelt covering her wolf-skull mask and face. 'I swear, at any moment, they're going to get a surprise and learn they've changed the test and won't be fighting robots.'
"Actually, this year, the Practical Test will be completely different for various reasons!" A cheerful voice, coming out from a lump that's within formed Eraser Head's capture weapon, popped right out and revealed to being Principal Nezu.
"Principal Nezu!" Sero, Ojiro and Jirō cried out, shocked to being seeing their principal.
Just like most of the other students, Momo was taken back by the sudden announcement.
"You're changing things?" She questioned, a little nervous, as they watch Nezu scale down from Shōta's capture weapon and, with Thirteen's help, landed safely on the ground.
"This test now have a new focus." He explained. "Of course, there will be hero work. But, also, teamwork and combat with actual people."
Sierra and Izuku both turned to each other, getting nervous when their principal brought up 'teamwork'.
'Which means they must've already-...'
'Decided who will be partnered up with who!'
Nezu sensed the two siblings getting worked up, but he continued to beam at them and continued to tell them what will be happening.
"So, what does that mean for you?" He asked, pointing a finger of his paw at them. "You students will be working together in pairs, and your opponents will be one of our esteemed U.A. Teachers! Isn't that fabulous?!"
The news was very startling for the students.
"We're-... Fighting the teachers?!" Ochako replied, sounding scared and uncomfortable of the thought.
"Additionally, your partners and your opponents had already been chosen." Aizawa informed the teenagers. "They were determined by their description, based on various factors. Including: Fighting Styles, Grades and Interpersonal Relationships. And before any of you ask, because of this class only having twenty-one students, for this test, only one group will be a team of three. -He turned to Momo and Shōto.- For starters, Yaoyorozu and Todoroki: -He held two of his sashes up, giving them a serious look.- Your opponent will be me."
...
...Then, he looked over to Izuku, Bakugō... And, his daughter... And boy, did he looked very angry.
"And then we have our only three team group: Midoriya, Sierra... And Bakugō."
...
...
...The three turned to one another, completely unprepared with what their teacher just announced... And none of them were in the slightest okay with the arrangement.
"And you three will be facing..."
Instead of telling them, Aizawa held off the information, just to let a certain someone jump from the building to make his usual, dramatic appearance... Which, to their horror, to being All Might, himself.
"I am here...!" Toshinori announced, standing up tall and clenching a fist out. "TO FIGHT!"
Sierra swallowed past a lump that was lodged in her throat, taking a slight step back.
"You three will have to work together, if you want to win!" All Might informed them, almost sounding to be taunting them.
'...Why?' She thought, despite having a possible thought for her answer. 'Why All Might? And why do Izu and I have to be paired -She looked over to Bakugō, glaring at him, as he glared at the god-siblings.- with him?!'
TBC
Originally, I was going to have Vlad King join in and, to have him be tested on how well he would preform, be Sierra and Hitoshi's opponent, to help with the odd number. And yes, I could've had the teams be in three, but then I would have to take out two of the teachers and figure out how their flaws would be used to the advantage for the teachers.
...So, yeah, as you would expect, Bakugō, Izuku and Sierra are paired up against All Might... And, yes, this will probably be an unstoppable team... And/or, a major disaster.
R&R