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The rest of the class watched as Izuku boarded the bus with their home room teacher, whispering nervously to each other.

"Well, now that that is out of the way," Nedzu squeaked happily, "We'll tell the rest of you your pairs and who you'll be facing!"


Izuku fidgeted in his seat as he stared at Aizawa, the man already wrapped in his sleeping bag and dozing on the front seat of the bus.

"So," the teen said, "Am I really going to be fighting you alone?"

"Hmph," Aizawa simply grunted, turning over as he tried to sleep.

"Really really?" Izuku grinned as he poked the yellow cocoon with his finger, watching as his teacher jerked slightly from the prod to his kidney, "Come on, that would be really unfair!"

"What are you trying to do, problem child?" the man growled, "Just let me sleep until we get there."

"Not happening," Izuku grinned, "I want you as tired as possible to give myself the edge. It's only logical to weaken your opponent, right?"

"Shut up," Aizawa sighed as he sat up, glaring at Izuku as the teen grinned back at him, "We're almost there. You should be able to feel your partner soon enough."

"Wait," Izuku said as he looked towards the large structure they were approaching, his eyes going wide, a wide grin forming on his face, "Really?"


"What a mad banquet of darkness," Tokoyami sighed as he stood beside his partner in the brightly lit room.

It was a strange construction, a large domed roof above them, and multiple floors lining the walls, columns supporting them.

"Do not fear, mon ami!" Yuga said exuberantly, "We shall succeed! Why! For I am present! And sparkly!"

"Are you ready to start?" Ectoplasm called from across the room, "You remember the rules? You must either defeat, capture or escape me to pass."

"Yes, Sensei," the two students said as they readied themselves.

"Exam Begin," the electronic voice called, the two immediately darting to the side as Ectoplasm unleashed a torrent of ectoplasm from his mouth, the silvery-white fluid quickly forming into clones of himself.

"This is madness!" Fumikage shouted as they dodged around the swarm of ectoplasm clones, Dark Shadow cowering slightly beside him as Yuga released another bright blast of his laser, "We cannot work together!"

"Ne vrais!" Yuga shouted, "I am magnificent enough to work with anyone! I am the most sparkly of all!"

"Too bright!" Dark shadow howled as another blast of light destroyed two clones, but forced him to shrink back further, ducking under Fumikage's cloak, "Ah, nice and dark!"

"Dark," Fumikage muttered as he darted to the side, just barely avoiding the kick of a clone, "Wait! Aoyama! Create your brightest flash! And keep it going as long as possible!"

"Are you sure, mon ami?" the other teen shouted as Fumikage leapt behind a pillar, "Very well!"

"If he is the brightest of lights," the raven-headed teen said, bracing himself, "Then he will cast the darkest of shadows!"

The light blasted out from behind the pillar, casting a deep black shadow across the floor, straight towards the original Ectoplasm, who had yet to move.

The Pro blinked behind his mask for a moment, before the force slammed into him, driving him into the far wall. He coughed as he saw the form of Dark Shadow roar, before pulling back, another blast from Yuga sending the quirk reeling. Ectoplasm tried to stand, groaning at his bruised ribs, before he heard the tell-tale click. He looked down at his leg, the handcuffs wrapped around the prosthetic, before looking up to see a posing Yuga standing over him.

"We have captured you, Monsieur!" the flamboyant blond called, "C'est our victory!"

"That it is," the teacher hummed, getting to his feet as the system announced their victory.


"We cannot simply charge in," Shoji said calmly as they watched the wall of cement rise up at them, Rikido already pouring sugar into his mouth, "We must escape."

"Raargh!" the yellow-suited teen roared as he charged the nearest wall, slamming a fist through it.

"This is going to be difficult," the multi-limbed teen sighed.

He blinked, just barely dodging out of the way as a wall of concrete erupted from the floor beneath him. He grimaced as he glanced back over to Rikido, the other teen mindlessly smashing his way through the multiple walls as they just kept reforming in front of him. They had no way of beating Cememntos if they couldn't get near to him, which left their only option as escape.

"Rikido!" The masked teen shouted, getting an idea, "He's this way! He's trying to trick us!"

The brutish expression on the yellow-clad teens face as he spun around to look at Shoji was animalistic, but he seemed to follow the finger, immediately charging down the empty street. They continued this way, Shoji directing them closer to the exit as Sato slammed through any walls that formed in front of them.

"As I thought," the multi-armed teen muttered to himself, "The further away we are, the harder it is for Cementos to control concrete. We can escape!"

Rikido smashed through another wall just as they rounded a corner, spotting the exit only a few dozen meters away.

"This way!" Shoji's mouth shouted as Rikido charged forwards, slamming through the concrete wall as they saw the exit, "We're almost out!"

"Raargh!" Rikido howled as he charged forwards, Shoji barely having time for him to shout for the teen to stop before the ground opened beneath him, swallowing him up to the neck in an instant.

"Very good," the soft monotone of Cementos's voice called from just in front of the exit where he stood, "But not quite good enough."

"Dammit!" Shoji shouted as he charged forwards.

"You have spent the entire exam directing your comrade in an attempt to avoid direct confrontation," Cementos sighed, "Yet now you yourself resort to it?"

"I will not go down without a fight!" Shoji shouted as he leapt forwards, splaying out his arms as he wrapped them around Cementos's head.

"You think this is good enough to win?" the teacher muttered from under the grapple, "Well, I must inform you it is n-."

"Team Shoji/Sato pass!" the electronic voice of the announcement system cut him off, making the blocky teacher blink in surprise as the teen released him.

"How?" he asked spotting the answer a moment later.

Shoji had extended one of his arms as far as he could when he had tackled the teacher, managing to reach through the gate and touch the ground outside.

"Huh," Cementos hummed, "Clever."


"This is crazy!" Kirishima shouted as they dove behind another of the large pillars in the darkened room, the construct immediately beginning to be chipped away by the hail of bullets that followed them, "We can't get close to Snipe-sensei!"

"Hold on!" Ochako shouted back, scooping up a handful of the broken concrete chunks and hurling them in the direction the bullets were coming from, the shots pausing for a moment, "We need a plan!"

"If only I could get close enough to punch him!" Kirishima groaned, suddenly darting forwards and blocking a bullet that was about to hit Ochako with his arm, hissing as his hardening cracked under the force.

"Wait," the brunette said, "I have an idea!"

Snipe stood in front of the exit, the visor of his gas mask glowing slightly in the dim light. He sighed behind the mask, watching the darkness, pistols ready and loaded with rubber bullets as he waited out the two Heroes-in-training.

"Been a hot minute since they did anything," he drawled, peering into the shadows, ears perking up at the sound of stone smashing through stone, "Wonder what they're up tah?"

Experimentally, he fired a single bullet in the direction of the sound, blinking at the loud crunching noise that followed. The chunk of concrete flew at him out of the darkness, making Snipe leap to the side to avoid it, staring into the shadows and dust as he saw the two figures charging towards him.

"What in tarnation?" the cowboy themed Hero muttered as he spotted the massive pillar Ochako was pulling behind her like it weighed nothing, and considering her quirk, it probably didn't, "Now that's just unfair."

"COMET HOME RUN!" Ochako yelled as Kirishima threw an armful of rocks into the air, the girl swinging the column like a baseball bat, slamming into the stones and launching them at Snipe, who easily avoided the smaller ones, shooting the larger chunks out of the air, "And on the back swing!"

Snipe blinked as Kirishima suddenly jumped back, Ochako slapping her hand against his back as he jumped into the air, hovering above the ground. His feet slammed into the bat, launching him forwards as he hardened his body and crossed his arms in front of his face, letting out a loud shout.

"RED COMET!"

The teen rocketed forwards, ready to smash into his teacher as the man raised his weapon and fired. The hail of bullets twisted int the air, all turning to focus on Kirishima as the teen grinned for a moment, before the first bullet hit him. He shot sideways, his weightless form at the mercy of the storm of ammunition that slammed into him, sending him careening around the room. Cracks formed across his body, the teen shouting in pain, until a final shot slammed him heavily into the ground.

"Good try, kiddos," Snipe chuckled, "But yer gonna have to try harder than tha-."

He was cut off as the massive column shot towards him through the air, the Hero only having time to raise his revolvers and block the strike. He grunted as the stone bounced near harmlessly off him, the gravity still erased, leaving him with nothing more than a slight bruise. He heard a quiet call of "Release" from the left side, dropping one of his empty guns and pulling another from his belt, firing as the heavy stone column slammed into he ground, kicking up a cloud of dust around it.

"Got you!" he chuckled, before he felt the hand close over his wrist, twisting his arm around behind him and slamming him to the floor in a pin. Confused, he turned his head to look up at Ochako, her eyes blank and face serious as she pinned him, snapping the cuffs around his wrist, "How in the hells did yah do that?"

"I used the column to distract you, and jumped over it," the girl said as she helped her teacher up, before quickly running over to the unconscious Kirishima, the medic bots already lifting him on a stretcher.

"The ol' bait and switch," the Pro hummed, "Good going."


Izuku vibrated in his seat as the massive smile stretched across his face, barely able to contain himself as the bus pulled up outside the massive complex. He could see what looked like the roofs of residential homes poking out over the wall, but he was too excited to take much notice. The door to the bus was barely open when he shot out, sprinting towards the lone figure that stood waiting for them nearby.

"HI-CHAN!" he shouted as he leapt at the boy, Shinso jumping to the side to avoid the tackling hug as Izuku skidded along the ground, "That was mean!"

"What?" the purple-haired teen muttered, "I didn't exactly want to be tackled right before an exam."

"Are you excited?" Izuku asked as he got up and brushed himself off, "I am!"

"Yeah," Hitoshi muttered, looking behind Izuku and Aizawa stepped lazily off the bus, tossing his sleeping bag to the side, "So we're really going up against him, huh?"

"Yep," Izuku said happily, "Which means you're our Ace!"

"W-what?" Hitoshi sputtered, staring at Izuku in surprise, "What does that mean?"

"I can only copy yours and Aizawa-sensei's quirks in this exam, so that means that either I'll be countering his Erasure, or using your quirk," Izuku explained, "We just have to get him when his guard is down!"

"Huh, that's true," Shinso sighed, "I figured it would be more of a quirkless fight."

"You two know I can hear you, right?" Aizawa sighed, walking over to them.

"Yeah, but you've obviously come to the same conclusion as we have," Izuku chuckled, "So it's going to be a battle of attrition, who messes up first!"

"Whatever," the older man growled, "Let's stop wasting time and head inside."