After a long wait, a new chapter is here. Not much to say so let's get to it.
Chapter 5: Hard Hitters
It was about a week before the UA entrance exam. Pressura walked out of her office with an annoyed sigh. She walked into a common area.
"Guessing the meeting with the other executives didn't go too well." The voice of a man nonchalantly noted.
Pressura turned towards the source of the voice. It was an old man with a long grey beard and a bald head. With the way he was dressed, he looked more like a monk. He sat relaxed on a couch.
"No… it didn't." She expressed.
She continued along her way.
"Where are you going boss?" He asked.
"I'm heading out. There's some small time group that… isn't being cooperative." She answered.
"By yourself?" He questioned.
"Of course, as they say, if you want something done right… do it yourself." She replied.
She left the room.
That night, at a warehouse…
Many men went about moving and going through cargo. As they did this, the doors of the building were suddenly blown down. Pressura stepped inside.
"Hey! What the hell was that for you bitch!" One guy shouted out.
Her eyes moved to the man. He suddenly flew back against a wall.
"Where's your boss I need to talk to him?" She stated.
"Why should we tell you?!" One guy shouted.
"Cause I'll do to you what I did to your door." She replied.
"Like I care bitch, you can't bet all of us!" He shouted as he turned his arms into blades.
He along with many in the building charged at her. Those that didn't, used their projectile based quirks to attack her from afar.
"Suit yourself." She muttered.
The man with blades for arms was crushed into the ground the minute Pressura's eyes fell on him. She looked left and sent another man flying up into the ceiling. She looked right and sent a man flying into a wall. She tilted her head and looked back behind her to see several men charging at her. One by one she created areas of pressure, crushing them against the ground. She looked up to see several bolts and other small objects flying at her. She focused in on the area, and a wave of pressure sent both them and the man controlling them flying back. The various objects pierced the man like bullets with one going through his head.
One man managed to finally get close enough to attack. He sent a concrete covered fist barrelling towards her. A loud crack rang throughout the building. The man had stopped mid punch. He coughed up blood. Pressura pulled her fist back as the man fell backwards. Blasts of energy came flying at her. Her gaze turned to them and they were crushed out by an increase in pressure. Everyone stopped dead in their trap.
"Who the hell is this chick?! I thought she could just manipulate gravity not all of this!" Someone shouted.
"Whoever said I was manipulating gravity?" She expressed. "And who said I only had one quirk?"
Pressura's original quirk is [High Impact]. It gives her the ability to increase the impact of any strike. However, this causes an increase in the strain on whatever's impact force is being increased. After being bound to a past soul, she gained her quirk [Heavy Pressure]. This allows her to exert pressure on a small area with her mind. She must be in the line of sight of her target area to use it. She is capable of directing which way the pressure is applied but only applying it in one direction at a time.
"That's impossible! There's no way anyone can have more than one quirk!" Someone shouted out.
"You idiots." A man stated.
A large imposing man stepped forward. His muscles, rippling with power, were barely contained in his suit. His black hair was slicked back.
"It's obviously one quirk being applied in a different way. She's just trying to get in your head." He stated.
"Oh I see that make's sense boss." One guy noted.
"Believe what you want. It makes no difference. You refused our organization's request meaning you need to be taught a lesson." Pressura declared.
"Oh I see you must with that organization, what's it called? Spiritus I believe." The large man noted.
"Glad to see you remember now I'll give you one more chance. Partner with us or I'll crush you all into the ground." Pressura ordered.
"You mean work under you. Yeah sorry I prefer being my own boss so why don't you sit there while I pound you into a bloody pulp." The large man stated.
He stepped forward. Pressura's gaze focused in on him. He was suddenly sent crashing into the ground before flying up, then down to the left, and then across to the right. He flew through out the warehouse, Pressura making sure to never lose sight of him. He was sent crashing to all of his still standing men before being slammed down on his back in front of Pressura. She walked around him to look, the now unconscious, man in the face. She raised up her fist.
"I did give you an out." She stated.
In an instant she slammed her fist down onto his face, activating both her quirks at the same time to increase the power of the strike. The man's head was crushed against the floor, which cracked from the impact. Blood was splattered all around. She took out a piece of cloth and whipped the blood from her hand. However, she noticed a lot got on her coat.
"Ah dammit. Bloodstains are the worst to removed." She expressed in annoyance.
She sighed before removing her coat and throwing it on the ground.
"Disgusting," She muttered.
She took out her phone and made a call. After a little bit of ringing, someone answered.
"Hey boss, your mission done already I take it?" The man, whom she had talked to early, questioned
"Why yes Animi Vis it did. Why don't you send over a couple of our boys to get this place cleared out. I want everything of value back at the base as soon as possible got it?" She ordered.
"Yes ma'am I'll have them over soon." He replied.
"Good and be sure that they bring over a new coat. Mine's got blood all over it's sleeve and it's disgusting." She added.
"Will do boss." He stated. "See you when you get back."
"See you then." She replied.
She hung up and but her phone in her pocket.
"Welp, might as well get searching." She stated.
She headed over to one of the crates and began to rummage through it.
Elsewhere…
All for One sat in an unknown location, various machines and medical equipment were attached to him. He had just heard from one of his subordinates about what's been going on in the underworld. He sighed. To think that all this has been happening in the short five years since my fight with All Might. I suppose the power vacuum my near death created has caused all of this. First is our biggest concern. Spiritus, has been growing in power in my absence. Their leader is no fighter, but his quirk is quite impressive at gaining him powerful assets. Though it's imperfection has caused old rivals to, in a sense, resurface.
Destro the old ideologue is rebuilding his Meta-liberation army. However there's been a separate one that has been forming for a while now, though I've yet to uncover it's leader. Let's hope they remain at odds with each other. Joined together, they could spell some real trouble in the future. And they're not the only ones.
There's this Schonheit. I remember seeing a woman with her water quirk about a century ago now. Given the similarities in their appearance it's likely that Schonheit now holds her soul. She's been gaining power recently and is quickly becoming a thorn in our side. And who knows what others have yet to make any major moves. Then there's her. The memory of an old adversary with black hair came to mind. There's no way he didn't attempt to call her back. And I know she would have broken away. I have to build up Tomura as soon as possible so he can take my place before Spiritus grows too powerful. Once Spiritus is destoryed, we can turn our attention to whoever now holds the soul of Nana Shimura. I need to make sure she can never come back again.
Two months later…
The first day of school arrived before Nana knew it. After making sure her uniform was on properly, she waved her mom and little sister goodbye as she went out the door. After a fairly short commute, she arrived at UA.
"1-A, 1-A…" She muttered as she made her way through the halls.
After walking a bit she spots a large door with 1-A marked on it.
"Ah, here it is." She expressed.
She stood before the large door. Here it is, our first step towards the provisional license and my first step to becoming a hero. 'Don't get too ahead of yourself we still have got a few months till then. Don't forget to focus on the present as well as the future.' Don't worry, I know. Now let's get to it! She flung the door open.
"Remove your feet from that desk this instant!" The blue haired boy from the exam shouted.
"Shut up you extra! I'll do what I want!" Katsuki shouted at him.
Oh Katsuki… 'If I wasn't stuck in your head I'd teach that kid some manners.'
"Let's start over." The other boy expressed. "I'm Tenya Iida from Somei Private Academy."
"Somei huh… guess your some stuck up elite then. I should blow you to hell." Katsuki expressed.
"Must you threaten our classmates on day one Katsuki?" Nana questioned as she walked up to the two.
"Your that girl from the entrance exam." Tenya noted.
"Nana Midoirya it's nice to meet you." Nana greeted with a light bow. "I already heard your name from your… conversation? With Katsuki."
"You know this rabble-rouser?" Tenya questioned.
"We went to the same middle school and used to be friends." Nana stated. "That is until someone got upset at me for trying to help him after he fell in a creek."
"Screw you bitch, I didn't need you looking down on me like I needed help! I was fine!" Katsuki shouted.
"You needed stitches in the back of your head!" Nana pointed out.
Man that brings back memories. 'Tell me about it.'
"Hey what's with all the shouting?" A familiar brown-haired girl questioned as she walked into the room.
She noticed Nana and Tenya.
"Oh hey, it's you two from the exam." She noted as she skipped up to them. "It's so cool that we're all in the same class together. I'm Ochako Uraraka by the way."
"Nana Midoriya," Nana returned.
"Tenya Iida," Tenya expressed with a deep bow.
"If your here to make friends I suggest you leave now." Someone spoke behind Ochako.
They all looked to see a man's face popping out of a yellow sleeping bag. He looks like a caterpillar. 'One that woke up on the wrong side of the bed.'
"This is the hero course after all." He stated.
He got up out of his sleeping bag and walked into the class.
"I took you eight seconds to calm down. That's what I call wasting time and it's not rational." He stated. "I'm your homeroom teacher Shota Aizawa. Nice to meet you all."
Many in the class were confused by this due to the man's tired and disheveled appearance. He took out a pair of gym uniforms.
"Be quick and put these on. Then head out to the grounds." He ordered.
He left the room. Everyone looked around in confusion at what had just happened. With a shrug, Nana left the room to get changed. Soon everyone else followed.
Later, the school grounds…
"A quirk assessment test?" The class questioned.
"But what about orientation or the guidance sessions?" Ochako questioned.
"You don't have time to waste on that stuff if you want to become heroes." Aizawa replied. "UA his a more 'freestyle' educational system. That goes for us teachers as well. I run my class how I see fit."
Aizawa turned and faced his students.
"You all did physical exams in middle school. However the country foolishly insists upon no quirk use in these so your full abilities couldn't be measured." He pointed out. "Midoirya, how far could you throw in middle school."
"About 97 meters." Nana replied.
"Impressive, now let's see you do it with your quirk." Aizawa stated as she tossed her a ball, which she caught. "Do whatever you need to, just don't leave the circle."
Nana walked up to the circling pondering as she did. Aizawa noticed this.
"Is something wrong Midoirya?" He questioned.
"Nothing really but… I'm sure you saw my little… stunt... at the entrance exam." She expressed.
"Ah yes… your destruction of the zero pointer." He replied.
Murmurs rang throughout the class upon hearing this.
"What about it?" He questioned.
"Well you see that's my quirk at it's max, but my max is something I can only maintain for a short while. If I really push it, I can go two minutes before I collapse from exhaustion. I offset this by doing it in quick bursts like you saw during the entrance exam." Nana explained. "I was wondering if I should use my max, or rein it back to the level I normally use?"
"Hmm… since your max is something that you can't use often, we'll go with your normal level since that's what we'll be working from. Though for this test I'll have you do it twice. Once with your normal level and another with your max to get a good idea of what we're aiming to get you up to." Aizawa answered.
"Alright, here I go." Nana replied.
She wound up for the pitch and let her quirks power flow through her. She sent the ball flying with a mighty throw. After traveling for a bit it finally landed. The device in Aizawa's hand beeped with the distance it travelled.
"433 meters not bad. Now let's see your max." Aizawa stated as he tossed her another ball.
Nana caught it and wound up another pitch. The rest of class watched with eager anticipation to see what her full power would be. Nana took a deep breath she went to throw the ball. As she did a white light enveloped her. She sent the ball flying with a boom. Everyone was forced to shield their eyes from the dust and wind it kicked up. The light faded and Nana stood their. She breathed out. Everyone looked in awe as the ball continued to fly. Soon it was out of sight, though a slight disruption in the clouds were noticeable. While everyone was looking at Nana with and expression of shock and awe. A red haired boy's eyes narrowed in on her with a look of suspicion.
Later…
Aizawa stood in the principal's office with All Might, Nezu, and Recovery Girl. As the other three talked amongst themselves, Aizawa looked over his students score from the quirk assessment test he had them do. On it he saw Nana placing fourth just below Katsuki.
"So Aizawa, 'expel' anyone this year?" Nezu questioned.
"Nope, all of them have potential to be heroes, no one needed a little push this year. Though Mineta and his… tendencies, just barely fits that." Aizawa explained.
"What of young Midoriya? How did she fair?" All Might questioned.
"She placed third, impressive but not too special. However there two things that have me intrigued. First is her supposed max. It's limited to at most two minutes, but for that time, she's fairly close to you in terms of power." Aizawa explained. "The second is her flight ability. When I asked and others who saw what she did at the entrance exam asked her about it, she stated that it was a recent development explaining it away as her using the same energy that increases her strength. However on the way back to class she walked past me and whispered, 'that was a lie I'll tell you the whole truth at today's meeting'. All of this combined with what she knows definitely makes her a person of interest."
There was a knock on the door.
"Speak of the devil." Aizawa muttered.
"You may enter." Nezu stated.
The door opened and in stepped Nana. She closed the door behind her, doing a quick check to make sure no one was watching.
"It looks like everyone's here." She noted.
"Indeed all the people you requested be in for this meeting are here." Nezu noted as he sat at his desk.
The three flanked him, Aizawa on his right and All Might and Recovery Girl on his left.
"Please have a seat." Nezu directed.
With a nod, Nana took a seat directly across from the principal.
"Now tell us. How do you know of my past? How did you know so much about me?" All Might questioned.
Nana sighed.
"It all started seven years go. When I was still a young boy named Izuku Midoriya." She stated.
And that's a wrap. Next time we'll finally go over how Nana and Izuku came to be bond. Til then.