"Ready?" the teacher asked as he slipped his phone into his pocket.

"Can't we get a few more minutes to plan?" Izuku called back jokingly.

"No," the man growled, leaping forwards as the starting buzzer sounded.


Jiro flinched as the sound wave washed over them, thankful as always for the noise cancelling earpieces. She glanced over at Koda, the pair hiding in the bushes on the edge of the clearing, near identical earpieces poking out comically from the holes he had instead of ears. She pressed a finger to the collar wrapped firmly around her throat, speaking.

"Okay," her voice was transmitted through the earpieces, "We've made it this far, we just need to get past him."

"How do we do that?" Koda's voice came through surprisingly loud, at least louder than the earphone jack quirk user had ever heard it, "He's chased off all the animals, there aren't even b-bugs."

"Yeah, that's a problem," Jiro hummed, pulling her hand away from her neck just in time as another wave of sound cascaded over them, "But he's pretty much just blasting his voice in one direction…Then…maybe we can get around him?"

"But how?" Koda asked, peeking out at the teacher, who was shifting slightly uncomfortably.

"With this," Jiro grinned, pulling a small cylindrical object from her pack, pulling the pin and lobbing it at the Pro, "Close your eyes!"

Mic turned as Jiro stood, looking her directly in the eyes as she threw the object through the air, instinct kicking in as he unleashed a blast of sound directly at it, halting it's arc through the air. The flash bang hovered for a moment, before it went off, filling the small clearing with bright light and loud blast, Mic staggering back as his stylish glasses did little to protect his eyes. He blinked, looking around frantically as the world blurred and spots danced across his vision, snatching at the blur that was running towards him.

"Got yah!" he shouted as his hands closed on the cool material of Jiro's leather jacket, blinking again as it fell limp in his hands, "What the?"

"Double diversion!" the shout came from behind him, making him spin, his eyes clearing enough to make out the two students bolting through the gate, the electronic voice announcing their victory.

"Dammit," Mic said in English, stumbling forwards slightly as he rubbed his eyes, a wide grin on his face, "They got me."


The capture weapon snapped around Izuku's waist, yanking him backwards as Aizawa slammed into the ground he'd been standing on a moment later.

"Thanks, Hi-chan!" the teen called as he regained his balance, darting forwards himself to meet the teacher head on, "You know the plan!"

"There was a plan?" the teen shouted back, throwing out his capture weapon again, this time aimed at the Pro.

Aizawa didn't even hesitate as he blocked the punch from Izuku, his hand snapping out as he flung his own capture weapon, the ribbon of fabric knocking Shinso's out of the air, before whipping around to coil around Izuku. The green-haired teen ducked just in time to avoid capture, rolling backwards across the floor.

"He really is slower!" Izuku shouted as he darted back to Shinso's side, "We can totally take him!"

"Are you sure?" Shinso muttered, "And what was that about a plan?"

"Trust me, we got this!" Izuku chuckled, "Just keep trying to get him to respond to you!"


Iida gritted his teeth as Ojiro launched them into the air, the hole opening in the ground just in front of them.

"Excellent timing!" the armoured teen shouted as he swerved around another hole, the pair almost at the exit, "We are almost free!"

"This still feels a little weird," the tailed teen muttered as he clung to Iida's back, slamming his tail into the barren ground again to throw them over another hole, "But I suppose it works."

"That it does!" Iida yelled as they shot through the gate, a small shower of confetti spraying into the air as they skidded to a halt.

"Huh," Powerloader muttered as he popped up out of the ground, "Clever."


Izuku grunted as he slammed into the wall, gasping as the fist smashed into his gut a moment later, cracking the structure behind him.

"You'll have to try harder than that, problem child," the man muttered as he jumped back, avoiding the capture weapon that bounced harmlessly off the wall beside Izuku, "You too, Shinso."

"I'm trying my hardest!" the teen yelled back, grimacing when Aizawa just shot him a look, the teen muttering under his breath, "Answer, damn you!"

"Think fast!" Izuku shouted as he shot towards the teacher, swinging a wide right, the man simply stepping back out of the feint and avoiding the uppercut, leaving the teen exposed. He huffed as Izuku grinned at him, the teen managing to spin himself into a kick as the man blocked it, "Damn, was hoping you'd respond."

Aizawa remained silent as he slammed a fist into the teen's face, throwing him backwards again. His capture weapon shot out, snapping around the stunned Izuku's wrist, before yanking him back towards the Pro. Aizawa grabbed the wrist, twisting it painfully behind the teen's back and spinning around to face Shinso, the purple-haired teen yanking back on his capture weapon at the sudden hostage situation.

Ice rocketed upwards, All Might's fist slamming into the frozen wall and shattering it in an instant. The burst of flame the came after was easily dodged by the Pro, a quick punch sending a shockwave that threw the teen off his feet. All Might's trademark wide smile was plastered over his face the entire time.

"FUCKING DIE!" the scream alerted his to the blond flying through the air towards him, All Might easily grabbing the teen by the wrist and hurling him into a nearby building.

"Young Todoroki, Young Bakugo," All Might laughed as he watched the two teens stagger to their feet, "You'll have to try a lot harder than that to best me!"


Aizawa's eyes burned red as he spoke, glaring at Shinso as the teen slowly started to circle him, "You've improved, but not enough. You won't make it in the Hero Course, let alone the Hero business, at this rate."

"He's trying to syke you out, Hi-chan!" Izuku called, "Don't listen!"

"I know that!" the teen shouted back, a slight smirk dancing across his lips, "You don't actually mean that, do you, dad?!"

Aizawa grunted, blinking in surprise at the word, his face suddenly covered by Izuku's free hand.

"New technique," the teen chuckled, the smell of burnt sugar filling the teacher's nose, "Echo: Explosion!"

The blast knocked the man back, stunning him for a moment, before he came back to his senses and leapt out of the capture weapon about to snap around him.

"What the hell was that?" he growled, rubbing his stinging eyes, hissing at the slight burns on his face.

"It's my new technique!" Izuku called back, "Do you like it?"

"You can copy quirks without being near the person now?!" Shinso shouted, staring at the teen in disbelief, "What the hell?"

"Only quirks I'm really familiar with, and it takes a lot out of me," Izuku replied, Shinso noticing that he was breathing more heavily than before, "My current limit is three blasts, and I can't control the strength. So, we have two more left before I pass out."

"Shit," SHinso muttered, a smile inching across his face, "Maybe we can do this."


The explosion engulfed All Might, a wave of ice slamming into him a moment later.

"FUCK OFF, HALF-N-HALF!" the blond screamed, shoting himself forwards and blasting through the ice that had trapped the Hero, "THIS IS MY FIGHT!"

"We have to work together to win!" Shoto shouted back, cringing as the punch smashed into Bakugo's stomach, the teen vomiting as he was launched through the air, "Dammit."

"Swearing is not very becoming of a Hero, young Todoroki," All Might laughed from behind the teen, Shoto turning to stare at him in shock, before the super-powered punch threw him through the air, slamming into Bakugo just as the teen blasted himself out of the building he'd been flung into.

"He's too strong," the bi-colored boy muttered, staggering to his feet, "We have to run."

"HELL NO!" Bakugo screamed, "I'M GOING TO WIN WITHOUT YOUR BULLSHIT HELP!"


Aizawa dodged the open palm strike, kicking Izuku's feet out from under him, the teen just barely managing to jump over the attack. The teacher growled to himself as he was forced to dodge away before he could land another blow, avoiding the capture weapon that snapped at his head.

"We've got him on the ropes!" Izuku shouted, darting forwards again, his hand open as he swung it at Aizawa's head, the teacher's eyes lighting up red as he caught the familiar smell of nitro-glycerine, staggering back as the punch connected with his chest.

"Good feint," the man muttered under his breath as he darted back again, throwing out his capture weapon, which was knocked out the air by Shinso's a moment later, a slight smile of pride twitching across his lips, before he schooled his face back to its passive glare. The teacher and students traded blows for several minutes, Izuku going for close quarters, while Shinso supported from the back with his capture weapon, the teacher finding himself being pushed back by the pair.

"Got you!" Izuku shouted as he swung his hand up, Aizawa activating his quirk a moment later, blinking in surprise when he didn't feel the familiar pressure on his eyes, looking up to see Izuku's own eyes glowing red right back at him. The glow faded a moment later, the surprised teacher staggering back as the capture weapon snapped around his ankle, yanking it out from under him.

"ECHO: DOUBLE EXPLOSION!" The teen roared as he brought both hands down on the teacher's chest, slamming him painfully into the ground as the front of his costume was blasted off and the air was knocked from his lungs.

Aizawa coughed as he staggered to his feet, his lungs burning as he tried to get a gasp of air. He barely had time to react as the capture weapon snapped around his wrist, pulling him off balance again, Izuku grabbing the other wrist just as Aizawa was about to fall.

There was a soft click.

The teacher blinked as he looked at the handcuff attached to his arm, before looking back at the two panting students, Izuku grinning madly as Shinso blinked in disbelief.

"Holy shit," the purple-haired teen laughed, a wide smile breaking over his face, "We passed…we actually passed!"

"Yeah," Izuku panted, sagging forwards, "We…did…"

Aizawa shot forwards as the teen toppled over, catching him in his arms before he hit the ground.

"That was dangerous, problem child," the man growled as he gently laid the teen on the ground, "But good job. You too, Shinso."

"Thanks, dad," the teen snickered as Aizawa twitched, glaring at him for a moment before the Medic bots arrived.


All Might stood at the centre of a mass of destruction, the two teens laying helplessly on the floor in front of him, their chests heaving.

"Well," the man said, "That's that then. I had hoped that you would be able to work together against me, but it seems there is still much that needs to be taught to y-."

"Shut the fuck up, All Might!" Bakugo gasped as he tried to force himself to his feet, "I haven't fucking lost yet!"

"I suggest resting until the end of the exam, young Bakugo," All Might hummed, looking down at the struggling blond as he forced himself to his feet, "While I did try to hold back, your injuries are still very real."

"FUCK THAT!" the boy screeched, "I WON'T LOSE! EVEN TO YOU! I CAN STILL FIGHT! AND NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP M-!"

"Time's up!" the electronic voice called, cutting Bakugo off, "Bakugo/Todoroki team fail!"

"What?" the boy hissed, "WHAT? NO! FUCK THAT! I'M STILL GOING TO WIN! I'M STILL…Going…to…win…"

All Might darted forwards, catching Bakugo as the teen collapsed, looking over to Shoto as the teen slowly sat up, a look of disappointment on his face.

"Do not fear, young Todoroki," All Might said softly, "Even if you failed this exam, it is not the end of your career. There will be many more opportunities to prove yourself in the future!"

"Yeah," Shoto muttered, getting unsteadily to his feet, "Thanks, All Might."


"Izu-kun! Izu-kun!" the blond shouted excitedly as the teen sat up in his bed in the Nurse's office, Himiko jumping on him excitedly, "I passed!"

"You did? That's great!" Izuku replied, a wide grin on his face, "Passed what?"

"The exams!" the girl said, bouncing happily on his lap as she grinned at him, "I get to go back to school!"

"You do?" Izuku blinked, before his smile got even wider, "That's great!"

"Yeah!" she giggled, a blush forming on her cheeks as she leaned closer to him, "Hey, Izu-kun…can I get a reward for doing so well?"

"Sure, what do you want?" the teen chuckled, "We can go for ice cream again. Or do you want mom to cook your favourite meal?"

"I was thinking something else," Himiko whispered as she bit her lip, still smiling as she gently took the sides of Izuku's head, leaning in closer.

"Oh, were you now?" Izuku chuckled back, leaning forwards himself.

"Midoriya," the monotone voice said, both teens freezing as they looked over to the next bed, Shoto sitting up in it, "Who is this?"

"Oh, Shoto!" Izuku laughed, blushing slightly as Himiko shot off his bed, hiding slightly behind him, "This is Himi-chi, my friend who lives with my mom at the dorms!"

"Ah, nice to meet you, Himichi-san," the boy replied, making Izuku burst into laughter, causing the two-toned boy to look at him in confusion.

"Sorry," he managed through his laughter, "Her name is Himiko Toga, Himi-chi is a nickname."

"Oh," Shoto hummed, "You do call people by nicknames a lot, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess I do?"

"Why don't you call me by a nickname?"

The two teens stared at the stoic boy for a second, before both burst out into laughter again.

"What?"