"All right!" Present Mic yelled. "Who's ready to watch these kids RUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!?"
"I'm ready to watch Jason and Izuku take this tournament by storm." Anna said.
"Martin." Aizawa scolded.
"Oh, come on Aizawa Sensei." Anna Whined. "You've seen Jason and Izuku fight. You know who's really going to win."
"There is always a chance that another student could win."
"I actually calculated the odds of anyone other than Jason and Izuku winning."
"Keep it to yourself."
"What? You don't want to know that..." *Click.*
"Young Martin. How did you even get that chalk board in here? We don't even use chalk boards anymore."
"Don't encourage her Mic." Aizawa said.
"All right! Let's get this tournament started!" Present Mic yelled.
The crowd cheered in anticipation.
"But first! Let's see what the order for the bracket is!"
The screens lit up and the digital wheels began spinning until they landed on the order of the tournament.
Round 1
Jason Haywood Vs. Mashirao Ojiro
Round 2
Launch Roshi Vs. Eijiro Kirishima
Round 3
Izuku Midoriya Vs. Neito Monoma
Round 4
Hitoshi Shinso Vs. Akio Kuzco
Round 5
Momo Yaoyorozu Vs. Shoto Himura
Round 6
Shun Gear Vs. Tenya Iida
Round 7
Hatsumé Mei Vs. Rio Busujima
Round 8
Ochako Uraraka Vs. Fumikage Tokoyami
"Will Jason Haywood and Mashirao Ojiro please report to their waiting rooms?" Present Mic asked.
Jason looked at Ojiro and nodded. The two got up and made their way to the elevator that led to the waiting rooms.
Once in his waiting room Jason took the time to look inside himself.
'I could easily win this fight just by using my Quirk, but I want to give the people a good show and allow Ojiro to show what he is capable of.' Jason came to a decision right there. 'I will only rely on my MMA skills.'
After fifteen minutes were up, Jason walked to his exit.
"HEYYYY!" Present Mic yelled. "LET'S GIVE IT UP FOR THE PRESIDENT OF CLASS 1A! THE GUY WHO CAN CREATE WHATEVER HE WANTS! THE GUY YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO TOUCH WHATEVER HE CREATES BECAUSE IT'S SO HOT IT CAN MELT SOLID STEEL! GIVE IT UP FOR JASONNNNN HAYWOOOOD!"
The crowd erupted in applause as Jason walked out before backflipping into the ring before creating his armor and strutting around the ring. 'I'm so glad no one can see my face. This is so embarrassing.'
Meanwhile, In the stands.
Johnny, Rogue, and Elsa were brimming with uncontrolled mirth.
"I-I can't be-believe J-J-Jason is do-doing that!" Rogue yelled through her tears.
"He m-must be ha-hating that!" Johnny said.
"Why?" Kristoff asked, confused.
"Because he's so used to being invisible." Elsa explained. "He doesn't like the attention, and so doing something like this is WAY outside his comfort zone."
"I wonder if he will use any of our babies!" Hatsumé yelled.
"You-your what!" Iida asked, red faced.
"Our babies. We spent half of the time he was supposed to be training making babies together."
"WHAT!" Iida yelled. "That is not what those training periods were for!"
"Not that way!" Rogue yelled. "That's what Hatsumé calls her inventions!"
"Yup." Hatsumé smiled. "Jason brought me a list of things he wanted built and asked me to help him. I told him to choose three and leave the rest with me for a later time."
"What did he choose?" Eijiro asked.
"I can't build and tell." Hatsumé smirked.
"I know." Kristoff laughed. "And let's just say that I wouldn't want to be a villain being chased by Jason when they are done."
Ojiro
Ojiro stood in the tunnel waiting to be announced.
He heard Present Mic introduce Jason and wondered how he would be introduced.
"NEXT! GIVE IT UP FOR THE MARTIAL ARTIST WITH A POWERFUL APPENDAGE! WILL HE PUNCH YOU, KICK YOU, OR HIT YOU WITH HIS TAIL? GIVE IT UP FOR MASHIRAOOOO OJIROOOO!"
Ojiro walked out to the arena to applause and jumped into the arena before landing on his tail and waving to the audience.
"Are you two ready?" Midnight asked.
"I have a question." Jason said having lost his armor when Ojiro entered. "Well, it's more of a request."
"What is it?" Midnight asked.
"Could we fight by Martial Arts rules?"
"Is this okay with you Ojiro?" Midnight asked.
"I'm okay with it."
"Very well." Midnight said. "Martial arts rules it is. Now, what are they?"
Ojiro explained the rules to Midnight, with the exception that they would use three strikes rather than the more complex point system, and she agreed.
"Face me." Midnight said. Jason and Ojiro faced Midnight. "Bow." The two bowed to Midnight. "Face each other." The two faced each other. "Bow." The two bowed. "Fight!"
Jason and Ojiro launched at each other, each trying to get the first blow. Ojiro blocked a strike from Jason before attempting to land one of his own only to be blocked by Jason. The two fought each other in the hopes of gaining the upper hand, and finally Ojiro landed the first hit striking Jason in the stomach. Jason sucked in a deep lungful of air while he walked back to his side of the arena.
"Face me." Midnight said. They faced Midnight. "Bow." The two bowed. "Face each other." They faced each other. "Bow." They bowed to each other. "Fight!" Midnight yelled.
Jason ran at Ojiro and jumped at him only to fall to the floor when Ojiro hit him in the stomach with his tail.
In the stands.
"Why is Jason doing this?" Rogue asked. "He's a way better fighter than that."
"He's giving Ojiro the best chance possible." Johnny said.
"He's what?" Hagakure asked.
"He's giving Ojiro the best chance possible to show what he's capable of." Johnny said. "Jason could beat Ojiro easily, but he wanted to show what his opponents were capable of."
"There's the next round." Rogue said as the two started fighting in the third round only to have Jason elbowed Ojiro in the back gaining a point for himself.
"Do you think he will win?" Kristoff asked.
"Just watch." Rogue said.
They watched as Jason and Ojiro bowed to Midnight before bowing to each other. The two ran at each other, and Jason earned another point by kneeing Ojiro in the stomach.
Jason and Ojiro
Ojiro looked at Jason. "Was this your plan the entire time?"
"Pretty much." Jason said. "Give you the lead before tying it up and leaving it to a single point."
"May the best of us win."
"Face me." Midnight said. Jason and Ojiro faced Midnight. "Bow." They both bowed. "Face each other." They faced each other. "Bow." They bowed. "Fight."
Jason and Ojiro ran at each other before Ojiro spun his tail at Jason. Jason vaulted over Ojiro's tail and landed in a crouch before he barely missed a kick from Ojiro by rolling out of the way. Ojiro swung his tail at Jason who caught it and threw him to the side and spun around before landing a kick in Ojiro's stomach sending him out of bounds.
"JASON HAYWOOD WINNNS!" Present Mic shouted into the microphone.
"Was there any doubt?" Anna asked.
"We know." Aizawa said in a monotone. "We just watched the fight."
"I know, but I'm hyping it up."
"You're still on speaker."
Jason walked to Ojiro and offered him his hand.
"Look at that sportsmanship!" Mic yelled.
Jason and Ojiro waved as they walked off the field and into the tunnel.
"Good fight." Jason said.
"You too." Ojiro replied.
They walked into Recovery Girls office.
"Hello, hello, hello." Recovery Girl said. "That was an impressive fight. I am glad that you didn't injure yourselves too badly."
"We were fighting by improvised Martial Arts rules." Jason said. "We were fighting to put on a show of our skill rather than maim or seriously injure each other."
"Well." Present Mic said over the speaker. "As exciting as that last match was, let's hope that the next match is even better."
"I thought it was pretty good." Ojiro said.
"He's just hyping up the audience." Jason replied.
"You two are okay." Recovery said. "You can go back to your class."
"Thank you." Both Jason and Ojiro said with a bow.
"Our next match up will be Launch Roshi of the 1B Hero Course and Eijiro Kirishima of the 1A Hero Course." Present Mic said over the speaker. "Will Launch Roshi and Eijiro Kirishima please report to the preparation rooms?"
Kirishima walked towards the elevator and met Launch.
"Hey." He spoke. "Let's do our best and give 'em a show."
"Oh." Launch said. "Okay. Let's do our best."
They walked out to the Arena and stood on their sides of the Arena.
"Are you ready?" Midnight asked.
"Yes!" Kirishima cheered.
"Um... yes?" Launch said.
"Begin!"
As if on cue, Launch sneezed, and the shy girl was replaced with an aggressive girl who pulled submachine guns out of her hair and began firing at Kirishima.
Kirishima went hard with an "Eep!" and began walking towards Launch. He didn't have long, maybe only thirty seconds at most, so he couldn't waste it. He turned his walk into a run and charged Launch.
Launch wasn't expecting Kirishima to charge her, and so she wasn't prepared for when he bodychecked her out of bounds.
"And Eijiro Kirishima wins!" Present Mic yelled. "He will move onto the next round!"
"Yet will he be able to go toe to toe with Jason?" Anna asked.
"Martin." Aizawa scolded.
"What?"
"You know what."
"Onto the next match." Mic said. "The next match is Izuku Midoriya Vs. Neito Monoma!"
"YES!" Inko and Hisashi cheered. "COME ON IZUKU!" They cheered. "YOU CAN DO THIS! COME ON BABY!" Inko cheered. "YOU'VE GOT THIS IZUKU!" Hisashi cheered. Agnarr, Iduna, Barton, Clara, Raven, and Jason Blood cheered with them.
"Will Izuku Midoriya and Neito Monoma report to their preparation rooms?" Present Mic said.
Izuku got up and walked to the elevator while his classmates cheered him on.
"You've got this Izuku." Jason said. "You have all the skills you need to beat him."
"Come on Izuku." Rogue said. "Kick his sorry excuse of a face into the ground."
"Make him regret messing with Class 1A." Johnny added.
"You'll do great Izuku." Elsa said.
"You can do this Deku!" Ochako cheered.
The rest of his class cheered him on, and he made his way to the hallway leading down to the waiting room. He walked down the hallway when he saw Monoma in the elevator start pressing the close button. As the doors closed Monoma smiled a sly smile. Izuku had to wait for the elevator to return but wasn't sure what to do about Monoma. He wasn't sure what Monoma's Quirk was and wasn't sure what to do about it. 'I guess I'll play it by ear then.' The elevator door opened, and he walked in. He moved to his preparation room while muttering to himself.
He was waiting, wondering what he could do when his thoughts were interrupted by Present Mic. "Izuku Midoriya and Neito Monoma, please report to the arena for your match." Izuku walked out and zoned out while waiting to be introduced.
"...GIVE IT UP FOR IZUKUUUU MIDORIYAAAA!" Present Mic yelled.
The crowd burst into applause as Midoriya walked out. He looked at the arena and saw that Monoma had been introduced first.
"I'm sorry for taking the elevator." Monoma said. "It was just nerves and all."
"Oh. I understand." Izuku said.
"No hard feelings?" Monoma asked, reaching out his hand.
"No hard feelings." Izuku said, shaking Monoma's hand.
"Ready?" Midnight asked.
"Ready." Monoma said, walking away with a sly smile.
"Ready sensei." Izuku said, walking to his side of the arena.
"Then fight." Midnight said, dropping her whip.
"I can't believe you are sitting on all this power!" Monoma yelled as his arm became shrouded in blue lightning.
"NO!" Izuku yelled. "STOP! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING!"
"I won't be stopped by you 1A brats! Always looking down on us because you're class 1A! Well, you're not better than us! And I will prove it by using your own Quirks against you! Now, take this!" Monoma yelled, punching out at Midoriya with 'One for All'.
Izuku used 'One for All' forty percent to get out of the way and behind Monoma. He looked at Monoma and was about to ask if he was okay when Monoma shrieked in agony. "My arm!" Monoma shrieked. "What did you do to my arm!" Midnight looked at Izuku and Monoma and saw that Monoma's arm was a nasty shade of black and blue. Monoma fell to his knees and grabbed his arm only to whimper in pain.
"I tried to warn you." Izuku said as tears began filling his eyes.
"Neito Monoma is unable to battle." Midnight said. "Izuku Midoriya wins!"
The medics came to the field and laid Monoma on a stretcher before carrying him off the field. When the dust around the arena cleared the crowd saw that Monoma had destroyed most of the arena with that attack.
"Midoriya?" Midnight asked. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry." Izuku Apologized.
"Whatever for?"
"For Monoma. I tried stopping him from attacking, but he wouldn't listen."
"That's not your fault young Midoriya. Monoma chose to do that, and now he has to suffer the consequences. Go back to your seat so Cementos can fix the arena."
"Okay." Izuku sniffed.
When Izuku got back to his seat he saw his friend's waiting for him.
"That wasn't your fault." Rogue said.
"You got that right." Johnny agreed. "That Monoma kid tried to harness your Quirk, and he couldn't handle it. It's his own damn fault."
"I wish that made me feel better." Izuku said, clenching his hands into fists.
"Hey." Jason said. "Stop worrying about that kid. He screwed up, and he learned a valuable lesson."
Izuku sat down and felt tears sting the corners of his eyes. Someone had gotten hurt because of him.
It took Cementos twenty minutes to repair the Arena, but eventually it was fixed, and they were able to continue.
"That last match was interesting, but let's hope that the next match is more interesting."
The crowd cheered.
"The next match is Hitoshi Shinso Vs. Akio Kuzco!"
"YAY SHINSO!" Miss Joke yelled. "SHINSO! YOU CAN DO IT! COME ON! YOU'LL DO GREAT!"
Shinso looked around. "I swear I don't know that woman." He spoke.
"But she's waving a foam finger with your name on it." Kichiro Fukushiro said.
Shinso tried to hide a blush.
"And now she's holding up a sign with your picture on it that says: 'My son's gonna kick your ass!'."
"Fine." He sighed. "That's mama Joke."
"Wait, wait, wait." Lazuli said. "Your mom is Miss Joke?"
"Yup."
"Next thing you'll be telling us is that Aizawa is your dad."
"Dadzawa and Mama Joke." He said as he left the stands.
"Wait, what the shit!"
Shinso got in the Elevator and met Kuzco.
"Hey." Kuzco said.
"Yeah?"
"You should just give up now, because once I break out my moves, there won't be anything you can do about it."
"Oh no." Shinso said in mock fear. "Please don't hurt me."
"Then just walk out of the ring when the match starts."
"Yeah. Sure. I'll just walk out of the ring once the match starts."
"Good." Kuzco said.
Shinso walked to his preparation room and sat down. He cleared his mind and was just about to relax when his phone chimed.
Dadzawa: Don't die.
Shinso: I thought you weren't supposed to show favoritism.
Dadzawa: I'm not.
Shinso put his phone away and took a breath. Fifteen minutes past and Present Mic began announcing. "Will Hitoshi Shinso and Akio Kuzco come to the Arena?"
Shinso left his preparation room and saw Kuzco. Kuzco points at his eyes before pointing at Shinso.
They walked to their ends of the arena.
"Now put your hands together for this student! He's in General Education, but he's gunning for a spot in the Hero Course! It's Hitoshi Shinso!"
The crowd applauded loudly as Shinso walked out to the Arena.
"And on this side!" Mic yelled. "We've got Akio Kuzco!"
A red and black Llama ran onto the Arena before it changed into Akio Kuzco. "BOOM BAM BABY!" He called out.
The Arena was filled with cheers, but the loudest was Kuzco's family.
"All right." Midnight said. "Are you ready?"
"I was born ready." Kuzco said.
Shinso just nods.
"Begin!"
Kuzco went to run at Shinso, but Shinso stopped him.
"So, you just want me to walk out of the Arena?" He asked.
"Yeah." Kuzco said. "If you don't..." Kuzco went stiff and dropped his arms to his sides.
"Walk out of bounds." Shinso commanded.
Kuzco turned around and walked out of the Arena no matter how loud his family yelled at him.
"YES! SHINSO!" Miss Joke yelled. "YOU DID IT! I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!"
"Well!" Present Mic yelled. "I wish that fight had been more interesting. Maybe the next match will be more interesting."
It wasn't.
Shoto blasted Momo out of the ring with an ice round as a beanbag flew past his head close enough to brush past his face. He touched his face with his hand, and almost shook with how close that had come.
"Well, well, well!" Present Mic yelled. "We had an old-fashioned shootout. That's probably been the most entertaining match we've had so far, but still not what we were hoping for. Will the next match be more entertaining?"
The answer was no... Shun Gear ran over to Iida, pushed him out of the Arena, and ran back to the other side of the Arena in the blink of an eye.
"WHAT HAPPENED!" Present Mic yelled. "ONE SECOND YOUNG IIDA WAS STANDING ON HIS SIDE OF THE ARENA AND THE NEXT HE'S OUT OF BOUNDS!"
"It just means that we have a lot of prospective Heroes." Aizawa said.
"But that's not what the listeners want to see! They want to see fights!"
"You do realize that an actual fight only lasts a few seconds if not minutes at most right Sensei?" Anna asked.
"She's right, Mic." Aizawa added. "In a real fight either you or your opponent will be out of it in a few seconds, very few fights last longer than a few minutes."
"But the listeners." Mic whined.
"If you want a good fight." Anna chimed in. "Just wait until Jason and Izuku get into the ring. Then you'll have a fight on your hands."
"Martin." Aizawa scolded. "How many times have I told you not to show favoritism?"
"But I really wasn't this time." Anna whined. "If the crowd wants to see a fight, then show them Izuku and Jason sparring. They won't be bored after that."
Nezu got an idea, an awful idea. Nezu got a wonderful, awful idea. "That's what I'll do,'' Nezu laughed in his throat. "I'll hack the computer and make it so that if Young Haywood and Young Midoriya get to the finals that they will fight each other." He left the stadium laughing and making everyone else give him a wide berth.
"Our next fight is... oh no...I mean! Our next fight is... Hatsumé Mei Vs. Rio Busujima!"
The crowd went wild as the prospect of an epic fight was dangled in front of them.
The teachers all groaned at the prospect of the upcoming destruction of the Arena and the school.
The crowd was disappointed, and the teachers all let out a collective sigh of relief when Mei looked up into the crowd and saw the support moguls and turned it into a sales pitch.
Rio was confused when she activated her Quirk and she saw Mei ask her if she could use their match to show off her babies, and then she would walk out of bounds. She wanted to see where it went, so she stood at the ready with her wooden Katana in one hand, and her wooden Wakizashi in a reverse grip in her other hand.
Mei stole control of the mic and went through the entire match showing off her babies, and what they could do.
There was a clang that echoed through the stadium when Power Loader facepalm when Mei ended her pitch with..."... and remember. We're Hatsumé Industries, where everything doubles as a bomb. That motto is patent pending. "She said before walking out of bounds.
*Yawn* "Excuse me!" Present Mic yelled. "Sorry folks, but that match wasn't very entertaining. Let's hope the next match is better. Let's hear it for Ochako Uraraka Vs. Fumikage Tokoyami."
"Wish me luck." Ochako waved at Izuku.
Johnny nudged Izuku with his elbow.
"Uh, uh, um... good luck Uraraka-Chan."
"Good luck Tokoyami." Class 1A said. "Good luck Uraraka."
Tokoyami and Uraraka walked to their preparation rooms and waited.
"We can't let Uraraka get close to us." Dark Shadow told Tokoyami.
"Yes. That would be a mad banquet of darkness if she were able to use her Quirk on us."
"Let me charge her and push her over the edge."
"That does seem to be the best option we have."
"Let's go."
Ochako was sitting in her preparation room trying to figure out how to beat Tokoyami. She looked around the room and saw something that might help her. Hopefully whoever left it wouldn't mind her borrowing it. She put it in her pocket and waited for Present Mic to call them out.
"Will Ochako Uraraka and Fumikage Tokoyami please come to the arena?!"
Ochako and Tokoyami made their way to their sides of the Arena.
"He's the guy you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley, but his friend is a pretty nice guy. Put your hands together for Fumikage Tokoyami!"
The crowd applauded as Tokoyami walked out onto the field.
"And you've heard of being thrown into the sun? Well she can actually do it! Let's hear it for Ochako Uraraka!"
The crowd applauded for Ochako as she walked out onto her side of the field.
"Are you ready?" Midnight asked.
"Yes." Tokoyami said.
"Yes." Ochako said, pulling something out of her pocket.
"Begin!"
Ochako ran to the side and opened the compact mirror and aimed it at the sun before aiming it at Dark Shadow.
Dark Shadow launched himself at Ochako and was almost there when something bright hit him square in the eye. "AAHHH!" He roared in pain as sunlight hit him in the face, blinding him, and sending him flying around the arena.
"DARK SHADOW!" Tokoyami yelled.
Ochako ran at Tokoyami and tried touching him with all five finger pads, but he smacked her hand away and threw a punch.
Ochako grabbed his arm and spun Tokoyami hoping this was how Deku threw Bakugo.
It wasn't.
"AAHHH!" Tokoyami yelled as Ochako dislocated his shoulder.
"I'M SORRY!" Ochako yelled. "I'M SO SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO THAT! I WAS TRYING TO THROW YOU OUT OF BOUNDS!"
Every Martial Arts Hero cringed when they heard that. She needed to learn how to fight so that she didn't do that again. They all decided right then and there that they were going to offer her a chance to intern with them.
"Tokoyami?" Midnight asked. "Can you continue fighting?"
Tokoyami grabbed his arm and felt around until he felt the ball connect with the socket. He pushed it back in and yelled out in pain again. He was panting heavily when Midnight asked again.
"Tokoyami? Can you continue."
Tokoyami rolled his arm with obvious discomfort, but he nodded. "I think I can."
"Then continue."
Ochako pushed at Tokoyami and pushed him out of bounds.
Tokoyami fell over the edge and landed on his bad arm and grunted out in pain.
"SORRY!" Ochako yelled. "SORRY."
"And young Ochako wins!" Present Mic yelled.
Ochako walked back to her seat, and everyone gave her a wide berth.
She walked up to Izuku and his friends. "What did I do wrong Deku? You threw Bakugo like that. Where did I go wrong?"
"Um, you um, your mistake was trying to throw someone bigger than you when they were planted firmly. I threw Bakugo when he was off balance."
"Oh. I didn't mean to hurt Tokoyami."
"Maybe you should join us when we train." Jason suggested. "We'll show you how to fight properly."
"Okay." Ochako said.
"One other thing."
"Yes?"
"Don't ever try and do something that you've seen someone else do again. Chances are they have training in that, and if you don't have proper training then that means that you'll end up hurting people you don't mean to hurt."
"Okay." Ochako said. "I really didn't mean to hurt Tokoyami."
"We know." Izuku said. "But it's going to take a while for others to understand that."
"Well!" Present Mic yelled. "That was intense. Don't worry about Young Tokoyami. Recovery Girl will have him back up in no time. Moving onto the next match..."
The bracket appeared showing:
Round 1
Jason Haywood Vs. Eijiro Kirishima
Round 2
Izuku Midoriya Vs. Hitoshi Shinso
Round 3
Shoto Himura Vs. Shun Gear
Round 4
Rio Busujima Vs. Ochako Uraraka
"... next up it's Jason Haywood Vs. Eijiro Kirishima!"
Jason and Kirishima looked at each other and nodded at each other. They walked to the elevator and entered.
"So." Jason said. "How do you want to do this?"
"What do you mean?"
"How do you want to fight?"
"Come at me with everything you've got." Kirishima said.
"All right." Jason Said. "See you in the arena."
"See ya."
Jason went to his preparation room and laid on the couch.
Kirishima went into his preparation room and looked in the mirror. "Holy Crap!" He yelled. "I'm going up against Jason! What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! It's like going up against Momo and Bakugo at the same time! How am I going to beat him!"
"Will Jason Haywood and Eijiro Kirishima come to the arena!?"
Jason and Kirishima left their preparation rooms and walked to the arena.
"He's the class 1A President! He's the guy who is always ready for a fight! It's Jason HAYWOOOOOOOOOOD!"
The crowd erupted into applause as Jason walked onto the field.
"And in the other corner! He's tough! He's got abs of stone! He's the man! It's Eijiro KIRISHIMAAAAAAAAAA!"
The crowd applauded and cheered.
"Are you two ready?" Midnight asked.
"Yes!" They yelled in unison.
"Begin!"
Kirishima hardened his arms and ran at Jason.
Jason ran at Kirishima and formed his armor around him. The two met in the middle of the arena and their fists connected with a spark of superheated metal against stone.
The crowd erupted in cheers.
"NOW THIS IS A FIGHT!" Present Mic yelled.
Jason swiped Kirishima's legs out from under him, grabbed his leg with a superheated hand and slammed him into the ground. He kicked Kirishima and created a superheated wall that Kirishima bounced off and into Jason's fist as Jason punched him into the ground.
Kirishima staggered to his feet. 'Holy Crap!' He thought. 'If this is Jason going all out, then I'm stronger than I thought.'
"Are you ready for me to go all out?" Jason asked.
'Oh shit.' Kirishima thought. "Yeah. Bring it." He said pulling his arms up and hardening them.
Jason bulked up to his twelve foot height and Kirishima stared up at him in amazement and horror.
The crowd wasn't sure how to take this turn of events, so they cheered their heads off.
"LOOK AT THAT!" Present Mic yelled. "JASON HAYWOOD HAS JUST TAKEN THIS FIGHT TO THE NEXT LEVEL!"
"That's Jason." Anna said.
"Dude." Kirishima said. "That's AWESOME! When did that happen?"
"Last month." Jason said. "Some ass hole forced a Quirk Enhancement on me."
"Dude! That's not cool!"
"No. It wasn't."
"Then why do you use it?"
"Because. I'm going to use this form to break the asshat who did this to me."
That actually made sense. "Then I'll give you the best fight you've ever had."
"Bring it!"
Kirishima ran at Jason and jumped at him. Jason grabbed Kirishima's arm in one massive hand and tossed him out of bounds.
Kirishima jumped up and looked at Jason. "That was an awesome fight! Want to go again after the sports festival?"
"Sure." Jason said coming down from his muscle form and walked towards Kirishima. He held a hand towards him and helped him up.
"Look at that!" Mic yelled. "Let's hear it for them, and for the best fight we've had so far!"
The crowd cheered and applauded for Jason and Kirishima.
Jason helped Kirishima walk towards Recovery Girls office. When they walked in, he was met with an irate Recovery Girl who was yelling at him.
"What were you thinking!" She yelled.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"You beat Young Kirishima within an inch of his life!"
"Oh. That."
"Yes, that! What do you have to say for yourself!?"
"Uh... he asked for it?"
Recovery Girl raised her cane to hit Jason, but Kirishima jumped in front of him.
"He's not exactly lying, but he should have worded it better!"
"Why did you ask him to beat you up?"
"I didn't tell him to beat me up, I told him to come at me with everything he's got."
Recovery Girl could feel a headache coming on and rubbed her head. She looked at Jason before looking at Kirishima. "And you didn't think it was a good idea to tap out when he grew to twelve feet in height?"
"No, not really. I just wanted a good fight."
"Testosterone!" She scoffed. "That's what it is. There's no self-preservation among any of the males in class 1A or 1B."
"No." Jason replied.
Recovery Girl hit him in the head with her cane. "You weren't supposed to confirm that." She scolded.
"Sorry."
"Uh huh. Now get out of here so I can heal Young Kirishima."
"Ciao." Jason said, waving a two fingered salute at Kirishima.
Once Jason left, Kirishima sagged onto a bed. "Ow!" He exclaimed.
"Serves you right. What did you think you were doing out there?"
"I wanted to see how I stacked up against Jason."
"The answer... You don't."
"Not yet."
Recovery Girl hit him with her cane. "Don't joke like that!" She yelled.
"Ow!"
"Quit whining! Now go lay down!"
Kirishima walked over to a bed and laid down. He looked up at the ceiling. He wondered how strong he'd have to get to reach Jason's level.
Jason ran out to the rest of Class 1A just in time to see Izuku and Shinso walk onto their respective sides of the arena.
"He May look like a pushover, but he's really not! Let's hear it for Midoriya Izuku!"
The crowd cheered as he walked onto his side of the field.
"IZUKU!" Hisashi cheered. "YOU'VE GOT THIS SON!" He blasted a gout of fire into the air.
"Excuse me sir." An usher said. "Please, don't use your Quirk in the stadium."
"Oh. Sorry." He apologized.
"Just don't do it again."
"IZUKU!" Inko cheered. "COME ON BABY! YOU'LL DO GREAT! YOU CAN DO IT."
Izuku looked into the stands when he heard a familiar voice cheering him on and saw a gout of flame. "D-dad?" He asked as tears filled his eyes.
"And in this corner!" Mic yelled. "He's the one Heroics is watching for potential! He's the one who has been making waves! He's going to leave a message! It's Shinso Hitoshi!"
The crowd applauded, but they were drowned out by a single voice.
"SHINSO!" Miss Joke cheered. YOU'VE GOT THIS SHINSO! WE'RE CHEERING FOR YOU!"
"Is that your mom?" Izuku asked.
"Yeah." Shinso sighed. "That's Mama Joke."
"Wait! Your mom is Miss Joke?!"
"Yeah."
"WHAT!"
"What?" Shinso asked.
"Your mom is Miss Joke, is your dad Aizawa sensei?"
"Yeah. Wh..."
"This makes so much sense!"
"What do you mean?"
"You look like Aizawa Sensei, does that mean that you have a voice based Quirk?"
Emi laughed so loud that Aizawa heard her in the announcer's booth. 'Damn it, problem child.' He thought. 'Joke's not going to let me hear the end of this.' He looked at the stadium as Shinso looked startled.
Midnight was laughing so hard that she couldn't start the match.
"WHAT!?" Shinso asked. "No! They aren't my biological parents! They are my adoptive parents!"
"OH! Sorry! I didn't mean to..."
"Just walk out of the ring!" Shinso yelled.
Izuku dropped his hands to his sides, turned around, and began walking out of the Arena.
"NO!" Inko yelled. "IZUKU! TURN AROUND! TURN AROUND IZUKU!"
"IZUKU!" Raven yelled.
"IZUKU! SNAP OUT OF IT!" Barton and Clara yelled.
"IZUKU!" Agnarr yelled. "TURN BACK!"
"TURN AROUND!" Iduna yelled. "IZUKU! TURN AROUND!"
"IZUKU!" Jason Blood yelled. "USE WHAT I'VE TAUGHT YOU! YOU CAN GET OUT OF IT!"
"IZUKU!" Hisashi yelled.
Something inside Izuku snapped, and he let out a gout of fire that knocked him off balance just as he was about to step out of bounds. He landed on his side... hard. He snapped out of Shinso's control and rolled to his feet.
"Oh shit." Shinso said.
Izuku ran at Shinso, grabbed his arm and flipped him before slamming him into the ground hard enough to make him see stars.
"I'm sorry." Izuku said. "But I have my reasons for winning too." He pulled Shinso by his arm and threw him out of bounds.
"And Izuku Midoriya wins!" Present Mic yelled.
"YES!" Inko cheered. "YES! I knew you could do it baby! Yes!"
"Great job son!" Hizashi cheered.
The other parents cheered for him, and he walked over to Shinso.
"Good job." He offered his hand to tell him up.
"Not good enough." Shinso said, taking Izuku's offered hand. "I don't know if I did good enough to leave an impression."
"You did." Izuku said. "I know you did."
"How can you be sure?"
"Because. If I know Aizawa Sensei, you've made an impression."
"He's my adoptive dad. It's a conflict of interest."
"Don't worry about it. Aizawa Sensei can see potential, and I'm sure he can see the potential in you. Although he'll probably chew you out for not using your Quirk to its full potential."
"But... I was."
Izuku looked at Shinso and laughed. "That's a good one. Miss Joke is rubbing off on you." He said as he went to the Class 1A seats.
Shinso stood in the walkway confused. "I wasn't joking." He said to no one in particular.
"Next up is Shoto Himura Vs. Shun Gear!"
"SHOTO!" The Himura's shouted.
"You've got this!" Fuyumi cheered.
"You can do it!" Natsuo cheered.
"Come on Shoto!" Rei cheered. "You can do it!"
"Shoto!" Touya cheered, shooting blue fire into the air.
"SIR!" An usher said. "Please stop using your Quirk! I know it's exciting, but someone could get hurt if you're not careful!"
"Fine, Fine." Touya said. "I'll be more careful."
"Thank you, sir. Is that your son in the arena?"
"ACK!" Touya yelled. "No! That is my youngest brother!"
"Oh... wait! You're Touya Todoroki!"
"Who?"
"Touya Todoroki! Endeavor's kid!"
"No, no. I'm Touya Himura."
"Huh? But... you're Endeavor's oldest, right?"
"Why would I want to answer that if I were? From what I heard the guy was an ass hole."
"No. I'm pretty sure I saw you exiting the courthouse calling Endeavor a bastard."
"Listen. You better run if you know what's good for you."
"You aren't allowed to use Quirks here."
"I've shown that I don't give a fuck about the rules. Now leave before I burn you to a crisp!"
"Fine, Fine. I'll leave." The usher said leaving.
"Finally." Touya said.
"Next is the kid who's faster than fast, quicker than quick, and his opponent better watch out cause when he gets going, he has no speed limit!"
Mic was wrong as Shoto froze the floor and Gear spun out of control, and out of bounds.
"I thought that was going to take longer." Mic said.
"It just goes to show you that you shouldn't underestimate people because as you saw, a quick layer of Ice beat a quick hero in training." Anna said.
"She has a point, Mic." Aizawa added.
"But... I was just trying to liven things up."
"Way to go Shoto!" His family cheered.
Natsuo stuck his head into his Pocket and out of Shoto's. "That was pretty kick ass Shoto. Good luck in the next round!"
"Thanks, I guess?" Shoto asked.
"You're Welcome. Don't forget that we're rooting for you." Natsuo said before disappearing into his pocket.
Shoto walked back into the stands and waited for his next fight. It looked like he was going to be fighting Jason next. He didn't know if he'd be able to beat him."
"Next up is Rio Busujima Vs. Ochako Uraraka!" Mic yelled. "Will Rio Busujima and Ochako Uraraka please report to their respective Prep rooms?"
"Good luck Uraraka-Chan." Izuku said.
"Thanks Deku." Ochako said before she waved at the rest of the class.
She met Rio on the way down.
"Good luck." Rio said.
"Same to you." Ochako said.
They walked into their prep rooms and Ochako looked into the mirror. She could do this... right? She knew that Rio had some kind of Quirk that allowed her to glimpse the future, but that was it. How did she beat someone who knew what she was going to do before she did?
How would Deku fight her?
He would wait until she used her Quirk, and then do the opposite of what she expected him to do, but by doing the opposite that would mean that she was going to see that which means that she should do her original idea... right? Unless she did the opposite then did the opposite of the opposite... her brain hurt.
Rio walked into her prep room and waited. She didn't want to suffer from a dislocated shoulder, which meant that she needed to keep Ochako at a distance, and with her Quirk she was able to see what Ochako did before she did it... unless Ochako was one of those people who tried to overthink her Quirk. Then she wouldn't be able to use it leaving her virtually Quirkless with hand to hand and weapons combat training. She paced around and waited for Present Mic to call her and Ochako out to the arena.
"Will Ochako Uraraka and Rio Busujima please report to the arena?" Present Mic called.
"Speak of the devil." She spoke.
Ochako and Rio walked out to the arena.
"She'll float you to the sun if she gets her hands on you. It's Ochako Urrrrarakaaaaa!"
The crowd cheered as Ochako walked into the arena.
"There's nothing you can do if she knows what you're going to do before you do! It's Rioooo Busujimaaaaa!"
Rio walked onto her side of the field looking straight ahead. "I hope you won't be offended if I try to keep you at a distance." She told Ochako. "I like my shoulders where they are."
"I wasn't trying to hurt Tokoyami!" Ochako spluttered, waving her hands. "Just throw him out of bounds with a move I saw one of my classmates use!"
Rio pinched the bridge of her nose.
"My classmates with actual fighting backgrounds told me not to do something like that again unless I have actual training." Ochako chuckled nervously. "They even invited me to learn how to fight by joining them in the afternoons after school, and during training hours."
"Good."
Are you ready?" Midnight asked.
"Yes." The girls said in unison.
"Fight!"
Ochako ran at Rio before getting ready to jump only to be hit with Rio's Katana. She grabbed it and touched all five pads on her fingers to the Katana and threw it in the air.
Rio drew her Wakizashi and swung it at Ochako... her future sight ended, and she knew what was about to happen. She grabbed her Katana and Wakizashi and ran at Ochako.
Ochako rolled out of the way and swiped at Rio's foot only to miss with her pinky finger.
Rio pulled her foot out of the way and backpedaled. How had Ochako tricked her like that? "Hey!" She yelled. "How did you do that?"
"I waited for you to come at me, and then decided on which plan to use, and then used the other plan."
Midnight and Rio looked confused. "What?" They asked in confusion.
"It makes sense!" Ochako yelled before running at Rio. She swiped at her only for Rio to hit her hand with her Katana. "OW! She complained, shaking her hand.
Rio took advantage of the situation and swung at Ochako, sending her on the defensive.
Ochako rolled out of the way and grabbed Rio's ankle touching it with all five finger pads.
Rio began floating, with Ochako being the only thing to keep her in the Arena.
Ochako got up and smiled. "I did it! Now I can move on!"
"Don't jump the fence before you've built it!" Rio yelled, dropping her Katana and Wakizashi and grabbing her Odachi. She swung her Odachi and hit Ochako in the temple with the back of her Odachi.
Ochako fell to the floor dragging Rio with her, and lost consciousness.
Jason watched Ochako with a pit in his stomach. "No." He spoke. "No, no, no."
"What's wrong Jason?" Rogue asked.
Jason began doing some quick calculations. "Ochako needs to get to Recovery Girl now." He said urgently.
"Why?" Izuku asked.
"The amount of force that Rio's Odachi had when it hit could lead to bleeding in the brain."
"What!" They all said.
"OCHAKO URARAKA IS UNABLE TO KEEP FIGHTING!" Present Mic yelled. "RIO BUSUJIMA WINS!"
The crowd erupted as Ochako was carried off the field.
"It's time for the next match!" Present Mic yelled. "Will Izuku Midoriya and Rio..." Present Mic was cut off as the screen showed Izuku Midoriya Vs. Shoto Himura, but the names said Izuku Midoriya Vs. Rio Busujima. "Umm..."
"THAT'S RIGHT!" Anna yelled. "IT'S BROCCOLI VS. CANDY CANE! YOU KNOW WHO I'M ROOTING FOR!... GO SHOTO!"
"HEY!" Izuku yelled from the stands.
"SORRY IZUKU!" Anna apologized. "YOU KNOW I'M ROOTING FOR YOU TOO!"
Meanwhile
Nezu sat in his seat sipping tea and smiled. He flashed back to lunch when he may have changed the pictures of who would be fighting in the semifinals so Midoriya and Himura could fight. There seemed to be something that needed to be done between the two, and he wanted to give them the chance to solve whatever problems they had.
He smiled when he remembered the pure mischievous delight he saw on Anna's face when he told her and asked for her help in the matter. This was going to be good.
"Uhh... folks. We're going to have an intermission before the semifinals. So go get some snacks and drinks, stretch your legs, answer the call of nature if you have to, just make sure to be back here in 15 minutes so we can watch these two powerhouses go at it!"
The crowd stood up and went their separate ways for the break.
Jason and Izuku with their friends went to the Infirmary to check on Ochako. When they arrived, they heard someone crying from the other side.
"I'm sorry dad." They heard Ochako sob. "I failed you guys."
"Ochako." A male voice said. "How could you think that? I am so proud of you."
"But I lost."
"You made it to the third round of the Sports Festival. I don't think that's a failure. You're one of sixteen students, out of your entire year, who made it to the third event. I couldn't be prouder."
"Your father's right, Ochako." A woman's voice said. "You did an amazing job, and you'll do better next year."
"Izuku." Jason Whispered. "Run into the Infirmary as if we didn't just hear this. Run back that way then come back and run in so you look like you ran all the way here."
Izuku nodded and ran back two hundred feet before he came running back and ran into the infirmary. "URARAKA!" He yelled running in.
Jason and the others followed Izuku's example and ran in.
"Oh." Jason said. "We're sorry for intruding on such a private moment. We'll just go now."
"No, no." Mr. Uraraka said. "Please, stay."
"Are you okay Uraraka-Chan?" Izuku asked.
"Yeah. Sorry Deku-Kun. I wanted to go on to the next round, but I..."
"No!" Izuku yelled. "You did great! You shouldn't think that you didn't."
"He's right." Jason said. "You did good. Considering that she has combat training, you really did do good, but it's good that you got knocked out. Getting hit in the temple is not a good thing. It could cause bleeding into your brain."
"That's not good." Ochako said.
"No, it's not dearie." Recovery Girl said. "Head wounds are never good."
"Will IzukuMidoriya and Shoto Himura please report to the arena!" Present Mic yelled.
"I've got to go!" Izuku said.
"Good Luck." Ochako said.
"Do you want to go watch his fight?" Rogue asked.
Ochako looked at Recovery Girl.
"You can go, but if you start feeling lightheaded, confused, nauseous, or sick, have one of your friends bring you back here."
"I will. Thank you." Ochako said getting off the bed. She ran to her parents and hugged them before bowing to Recovery girl.
The group ran towards the seats and got back to their seats at the same time Himura shot out his first glacier.
AN:
OMAKE: "All right!" Present Mic yelled. "Who's ready to watch these kids RUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!?"
"I'm ready to watch Jason and Izuku take this tournament by storm." Anna said.
"Martin." Aizawa scolded.
"Oh, come on Aizawa Sensei." Anna Whined. "You've seen Jason and Izuku fight. You know who's really going to win."
"There is always a chance that another student could win."
"I actually calculated the odds of anyone other than Jason and Izuku winning."
"Keep it to yourself."
"What? You don't want to know that..." *Click.*
"Young Martin. How did you even get that chalk board in here? We don't even use chalk boards anymore."
"Don't encourage her Mic." Aizawa said.
"Martin? Is that Multi Colored chalk?"
"Yup." Anna smiled and nodded. "Fruit scented too. Smell it."
Mic took a stick of chalk and took a sniff. "Mm. Cherry."
"Mic! Martin!" Aizawa scolded. "We're supposed to be commentating on the sports Festival!"
"Wait!" Mic yelled. "Smell this Chalk Eraser! She's even got Watermelon scented Chalk!"
"We're supposed to be Commentating on the Sports Festival, not smelling chalk!"
"But it smells so good!" Mic pleaded.
"Please excuse us as we are currently experiencing technical difficulties." Aizawa said. "We thank you in advance for your patience."
The Microphones were turned off as Aizawa looked at Anna and Mic.
"Guava scented chalk?" Anna asked, holding out a pale yellow stick of chalk.
"Shota!" Mic yelled. "I'm getting a chalkboard, just so I can buy scented chalk!"
"Mic!" Aizawa wiped his face. "You are an embarrassment."
"Martin!" Mic exclaimed. "Where did you get this chalkboard and chalk!"
"I found the Chalkboard, but I bought the Chalk online at !"
"That sounds like a questionable website." Aizawa said. "Does your parents know about it?"
"My dad's the one who showed it to me." Anna said. "He buys scented markers and paints there."
"SCENTED PAINT!" Mic yelled.
"Yep." Anna said, popping the P. "My room is painted in cotton candy scented pain. Elsa's is Painted in Lavender. I think it's because she needs to chill."
Mic laughed while Aizawa groaned at the terrible pun.
Mic grabs a pen and writes on his hand. "Guess whose room is going to smell like apples?" He asked in a singsong voice.
"Why are you like this?" Aizawa asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Shota!" Mic whisper yelled. "Shota! They have coffee scented paint!" He sent a screenshot to Shota and Emi.
"I'm listening." Aizawa said suddenly very interested
In the stands.
Emi Fukukado's phone exclaimed: "HEEYYY!" In Mic's voice. She looked at it and saw a picture of . She went to the website and looked around. "Ooh. Coffee cake. I wonder what other scents they have?"
Back in the Announcers box.
"Um… Sensei's?" Anna asked. "Aren't we supposed to be commentating?"
Mic ran to the microphone. "HEY THERE LISTENERS!" He yelled into the microphone.
"You need to turn it on sensei." Anna said.
Meanwhile
Nezu was in his office laughing at Mic, Azawa, and young Martin's antics. He thought that they would have to be the Announcers every year from now on. He scrolled through the website and bought several gallons of tea scented paint. A diabolical smile spread across his face. Did he dare? He added one of every paint to his cart, and checked out.