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"I am..." The door to the classroom slammed open. "Coming through the door like a normal human being!" All Might announced, flinging himself into the classroom.
"Woah!" Most of the class gasped. "It's All Might!" "He really is a teacher!" "That's a costume from the Silver Age, isn't it?" "Its style is so different, it's giving me goosebumps." Multiple students commented as All Might slowly walked to the podium at the front of the classroom.
"I teach Hero Basic Training," the Number One Hero proclaimed as he faced Class 1-A. It seemed that everything the man said was boisterous and his good mood was infectious. "It is a subject where you train in different ways to learn the basics of being a hero. You will take the most units of this subject!" All Might surveyed the class. Many of the children seemed excited to see him. Even one of the troublemakers that Aizawa had warned him about, Bakugo, seemed slightly awestruck. The Todoroki boy was nigh-apathetic... And then, there she was.
He kept his smile on his face, but inwardly he shivered, and some goosebumps appeared on his arms. Izumi Midoriya was sitting normally, her posture entirely relaxed. A smile was plastered on her face, but All Might looked deeper. The girl wasn't moving. Wasn't breathing. And her eyes...
Those emerald eyes were focused on him with the rage of a thousand suns, and then some. 'Eraserhead wasn't joking when he said she hates me...' All Might noted. Of course, he had gotten an inkling after meeting her on the beach, but seeing it face-to-face was entirely different. The class was staring at him, and Toshinori abruptly realized that he had been silent for multiple seconds.
He flew into action. "There is no time to waste! What we're doing today is-" he whipped a card out from his pocket that read 'BATTLE' on it, "-combat training!" The class cheered, already forgetting about the awkwardness. But Izumi stayed still, that smile still stagnant on her face. And that scared him just about as much as any villain bar one ever had before. "And to go with that... are these!" The blonde pointed towards the wall, and... nothing happened. All Might chuckled awkwardly. "Are... these!" He stomped this time, and the wall opened up to reveal multiple briefcases, numbered one through twenty.
"These are your Hero Costumes!" The man announced. "They were based on the designs you sent in before school started, and then adjusted based on the info given about your Quirk. Remember, though, that these are not permanent! If you do not like it, it's not a hassle at all to change the design," The hero emphasized. He had seen the designs of some of the females' outfits, which had made multiple of the teachers scowl.
This seemed to break Izumi's frozen stature, finally. A real smile bloomed in place of the fake one. Straining his ears, Yagi heard her whisper, "Costumes!" excitedly under her breath. As the class cheered, All Might gave a thumbs up. "After you teach, gather in Ground Beta!"
He zipped out, leaving the class to gather their costumes. Without much incident (unless you count Kaminari nearly frying himself in excitement), the class got their outfits and headed to the changing rooms, leaving behind an empty room and a single briefcase left untouched, the name on it reading 'Minoru Mineta'.
In the ladies' changing room, Izumi quickly opened her case to inspect her uniform. It was a black carbon fiber bodysuit as its base, with reinforced, detachable gloves that were sturdy enough to not get destroyed, but light enough to still be functional. They had originally been attached to the uniform, but her dad had insisted on changing it. Hopefully, it would pan out well. There was also a pair of glasses that could swap between night vision and heat vision. It was crazy that so many heroes neglected good support items.
Izumi quickly shed her outer shirt, leaving only her black tank top underneath to cover her upper body, and gasps startled her as she quickly remembered that she wasn't alone.
"Holy shit..." Mina breathed out. "Midoriya, your arms..."
Izumi knew what the girl was looking at. The deep scars that lined much of her body - gashes, cuts, stabs... she didn't remember most of them, luckily. And the worst of them weren't on her arms, thankfully enough. Some of the things... they would be much more difficult to explain. "Ah, yeah, I trained very hard for a couple years..." Izumi chuckled awkwardly, trying to play it off as much as she could.
"Training, my ass..." A girl with deep purple hair and earphone jacks coming out of her ears stated quietly. Izumi shuffled awkwardly, pulling on her suit as fast as she could and slipping her feet back into her sneakers.
"Those look painful, kero," A frog-like girl who Izumi knew to be Tsuyu Asui , stated
"I got them a long time ago. I don't even remember them, Asui-san," Izumi smiled and sweatdropped as she attempted to reassure the other girl that she was fine.
"Call me Tsu, kero." Asui blinked. Luckily, she seemed to understand the situation enough to not press further. The rest of the walk was mercifully quiet until they joined the boys, who were constantly chatting.
"So many of the girls' costumes look so nice..." Izumi heard Denki whisper. She rolled her eyes at the comment and smiled slightly. While it was... slightly objectifying, it was overruled by the serotonin from the indirect compliment.
"They say the clothes make the man, young men and ladies," All Might greeted as the class rolled out onto the faux city.
Izumi felt herself stiffen up. She couldn't help it - it was instinct. Every single part of her body wanted to attack the man in front of her. And she knew, rationally - she knew - it wasn't quite fair to the man, but a majority of her didn't care. It felt good to have someone to hate. Someone to blame. Something... tangible, to want fucking dead. Her mouth turned upwards in what wasn't quite a sane smile. Oh, if the big people knew just what she was thinking, she'd be out of there in a heartbeat. There was something... weird, though.
The fucker wouldn't look her in the eyes. He kept staring at her, though. Maybe - she remembered a month prior, when she had met the man's secretary on Dagobah Beach. Had Toshinori Yagi told All Might about how she wouldn't answer his final question? She grit her teeth, upset at herself. 'I should've hidden it better...'
Or maybe, maybe he remembered her. And he didn't care. That was definitely a possibility. And if that was the case...
Izumi's thoughts were interrupted by a loud declaration. "You children look halfway to heroes already! But now, it's time for you to live the part. Today's combat training will be scenario-based team fighting. You will all draw lots for a partner. 1 & 2 will be together, 3 & 4, so on and so forth."
"Sir!" Iida raised his hand, and continued talking as if it was a mere formality. "There are nineteen of us! If all students are paired up in teams of two, there will be one left over!"
'No shit, Sherlock,' Izumi turned her glare on the boy, who seemed not to notice. She wasn't really upset at him, no, but her ire with All Might was starting to roll over into her mood very quickly. It wasn't far enough for her to say the sentence out loud... yet.
"Good question, Young Iida!" All Might praised. 'Don't encourage him!' The "ex"-vigilante raged internally. The sooner she could get done with this stupid class, the happier she would be. Another thought occurred to her, though. How the fuck was she supposed to stand this for an entire year? She sighed softly. She could already imagine the headlines - "Hero Student Attempts to Murder Number One Hero".
She wasn't dumb enough to think that she could win. At least, not yet. There was a reason he had been the Number One Hero for so long. But eventually~
Movement around her shook her from her thoughts yet again, and she realized that she had both missed the answer to the question and that they were now going to pick their numbers. 'It probably won't matter... Wonder who I'll be paired up with? A lot of the girls were very nice, and I already know Kirishima...'
Izumi looked down at the slip she had drawn. '19.' She observed.
"Ah, tough break," Kirishima spoke, his red hair swaying as he glanced at her paper.
"Hm?" Izumi responded quizzically.
The boy tilted his head. "Weren't you listening? Since Mineta got expelled, All Might said that whoever drew the number 19 would end up without a partner."
"Ah..." Izumi spoke slowly. Realization dawned on her as her neurons fired. "God damn it."
"And lastly, Young Tokoyami and Young Kaminari defending against Young Midoriya! As Young Midoriya is alone, her time limit is doubled." All Might's voice echoed over the intercom. Izumi stared down at the sheet of the building, memorizing its blueprint. All she had to do was find the weapon, of course, and lay a single finger on it. That would be simple enough. But... Izumi cracked her knuckles. She needed to blow off some steam, and this training was the perfect way to do it.
"Time begins!" The teacher announced, and Izumi wasted no time in shattering as many windows as could at once, pulling small portions towards her. Small fragments rained down towards her hands, but the thick gloves protected them from harm. She heard no noise from inside, which was a shame. But, still, she figured the "villain" squad would put the bomb in the most sheltered part of the building - the center of the third floor.
She rushed in through a second floor window, disregarding the glass that she climbed over as it cracked under her gloves and shoes. It only took a minute before she ran into her first opponent - Denki.
"Hey, sorry about this Izumi, but I'll go easy on you since you're cute." He winked.
Izumi was unimpressed. "Funny. I was about to say the same to you."
"That I'm cute?"
Izumi smiled sweetly, sending shivers down Denki's spine. "No, that I'll go easy on you. Wouldn't want you to end up in the infirmary, right?"
The boy's eyes widened in slight amounts of fear. "Hey, hey, that's kinda violent, hah..." He pushed his hands out as if pushing her backwards. "I'm glad you're not serious." Izumi knelt down into a crouch. "You're not serious, right?"
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!" A scream echoed from outside of the room with the bomb. Fumikage Tokoyami sighed, getting up from his meditation stance on the floor. As to be expected of the top scorer from the exam...
The door to the room burst open. "Save me, Tokoyami! Save meeeee-" Denki sobbed as he collapsed on the ground. He had small bruises already forming. "She's a monsteeeeeeer-"
"That's not a very nice thing to call a lady," a smooth voice sang through the door with a vindictive tone. Midoriya Izumi stepped through the door, her costume the same color as Tokoyami's.
"Dark Shadow!" He called, his Quirk bursting from his back as he did.
"Ah, another agent of chaos," Dark Shadow hummed. "It is an honor."
Midoriya raised a dark eyebrow behind her glasses. "I don't even know what that means." She surged forward at Tokoyami, but Dark Shadow interfered without a thought. Izumi pounced back and grit her teeth. "Geez, an intangible Quirk..."
"An unfortunate matchup," Fumikage intoned.
Denki got up from his sobbing stance. "My savior... You're so cool, Tokoyami-san!" He shot a small amount of electricity towards Izumi, but it fizzled out before it traveled ten feet. Izumi snorted lightly, making the boy pout. "Hey, I'll show you!" Fumikage's eyes widened as he realized what the other boy was about to do.
"Kaminari, wait-"
"Indiscriminate Shock, 1.3 Million Volts!" He yelled, charging the air around him.
Izumi gaped for a moment. "One point three- Oh hell no!" She dove back out of the room through the open doorway, and Fumikage quickly wrapped Dark Shadow around himself and hid behind the 'bomb', hoping that it was sturdy enough to protect him for the time being. A large shockwave spread throughout the room, and for a moment, all of the lights in the building went off as the electricity was absorbed.
Dark Shadow reared for a moment, feeling the darkness spread, but then shied back as the lights came on even stronger than before. Green hair poked through the doorway as Izumi peeked her head in, her glasses on the floor behind her.
"Geez..." She whistled. "That was impressive, Kami... nari?" Her tone turned surprised towards the end, and looking over, Fumikage saw why - Denki was lazing around dopily, having temporarily shorted himself out.
"Did I do goo... goo... good...?" The blond muttered out slowly, although it was clear that he was in no shape to receive an answer. Izumi appeared somewhat concerned at the sight.
"Is he... okay?"
Fumikage blinked, but then he remembered - the battle! "I'd worry about yourself, Midoriya-san." He called Dark Shadow back out, but his Quirk was noticeably smaller due to the increased light.
Midoriya half-smiled, although it looked more like a smirk. She tensed up, getting ready to pounce, but she paused, frowning. "Are you getting tired? I could swear..." She blinked suddenly, her green eyes filling with realization. "Well, that's no fun." She held her arms out, getting ready to use her Quirk. Fumikage wasn't worried though - Dark Shadow wasn't made of actual mass, so she wouldn't be able to pull it. But, surprising him, she instead tore out some of the lights from the ceiling, glass shattering as she did. Tokoyami hissed as shards cut his body before Dark Shadow covered him like a cloak, protecting him.
After she was done, the room was now dimmer than when she and Denki had originally entered. Tokoyami could sense Dark Shadow's delight as he started to grow more powerful in the night. "That was a mistake, my fellow nightling." Dark Shadow intoned. Tokoyami was inclined to agree with him. "Bad choice, Midoriya-san."
"So, class, who do you think was the MVP of this match?" All Might asked, his lesson coming to a close.
Momo Yaoyorozu stepped up first, as she had for the other matches. "In my opinion," her tone made it clear she felt that her opinion was undoubtedly correct, "Fumikage-kun was the MVP of this match."
"No way!" Kirishima objected. "It was totally Mido! Did you see how she whooped both of their butts!" Kirishima's grin turned into an apologetic smile as he looked over towards Fumikage and Kaminari. "No offense, guys."
"I disagree, kero," Tsu said.
Momo shook her head. "While she did win, she did so inefficiently. She allowed Kaminari to retreat, putting herself in a situation where it was a 2-on-1, and instead of simply retrieving the bomb with her Quirk as she could have, she instead chose to fight the fight even though it was a bad matchup. On top of that, she actively made the situation more difficult for herself by limiting her sight."
"Valuable insight, Young Yaoyorozu," All Might praised. "Does anyone else have an opinion?"
Ochaco raised her hand shyly. "I think it was also Fumikage... Sorry, Midoriya-san..." She apologized. "But Fumikage was the one who did his duty the best. He defended the objective, while Kaminari-san tried to end it early, and he also tried to work with his teammate."
Kirishima shook his head. "But... but her fighting was so manly!" He objected. The group sweatdropped as a whole, knowing they weren't going to get anywhere with him.
All Might nodded vigorously. "All good points! However, in my opinion, what's most important to look at is a hero or villain's thought process when they're doing something. So, while Young Midoriya may have been inefficient with allowing Young Kaminari to retreat, she was able to find the bomb room much quicker that way. Additionally, her process of entry was able to ambiguify her entrance, which allowed her to easily get inside the building! Additionally, if it hadn't been a faux scenario, Young Midoriya's approach would have definitely been the most effective! Villains wouldn't simply sit around and wait for her to disarm the bomb."
Yaoyorozu's eyes widened as she thought about the words. "You're right, sensei! I apologize," she bowed. All Might sweatdropped and smiled awkwardly.
"No, no, it was great analysis! Don't apologize! However, class time is up! You all did great today, students! I can see the makings of great heroes in you already!" All Might smiled and gave them a massive thumbs up. "Plus Ultra!"
"Plus Ultra!" The class echoed, cheering, and began filing out of Ground Beta, beginning to chatter.
"Young Midoriya," All Might was by the girl's side in an instant. "If you could stay behind for a moment, I wish to talk to you."
Green eyes met blue. "Is that an..." She cleared her throat, and her voice became lighter. "Of course, All Might-sensei. I'd be glad to."