Rule #17a: Those who do not possess a second weapon… are not qualified to call themselves assassins!

"GOOOOOOOD MOOOOORNING ALL YOU EARLY RISERS!" Waking to Present Mic's extravagant tone as it crackled through the alarm clock on her beside table, Toru flopped back onto her bed (from where she had been hovering above it) and tiredly slammed a hand down repeatedly on the blasted device until she found the off switch. She retracted her arm as blessed silence filled the room once more and she rolled over, clutching onto her plushies as she did so, savouring the last vestiges of sleep. Unfortunately this was short-lived. "…GONNA BE A BEAUTIFUL DAY! THIS IS NOT ONE TO WASTE, FOLKS…!"

After being attacked by the League of Villains & its variations several times over the last semester, UA bought its students to live on campus in order to keep them safe. The new dormitories—Heights Alliance—was a mere five minutes walk from the main campus.

"Nngh!" Toru groaned as she always did, rolling over to glare at the cursed object at hand before reluctantly slipping out from beneath her warm covers and turning it off properly. Tiredly running a hand through her messy locks and she stretched with a yawn, taking great pleasure when her back cracked at the movement. Admittedly, it did take her a few moments to recognise where she was, before she then began to shuffle through her morning routine.

Things were a little strange at first, having to share more than just class time with each other, but after a couple of days when everyone had finally settled into their new home, things returned to normal. The students soon returned to their hero and general courses with much trepidation & enthusiasm as before.

Once everyone was seated in their classroom, Aizawa—unusually awake & deadly serious—stood at the front of the room where he introduced the latest project for the students. "I believe I've mentioned this already: your main focus this summer is attaining provisional hero licences"

"Yessir!" Chirped 1-A.

"Do not take this lightly! A hero license means that you are responsible for human lives; you can imagine to receive one is very difficult. Only 50% of students pass the test for these permits each year"

"Is it that hard to get a provisional license?" Mineta worried.

"In order to prepare—" Aizawa continued on, ignoring the grape-haired boy. "—Today you'll concentrate on creating something new: your ultimate moves"

"Hm?" Toru's attention slipped from her perpetually exhausted teacher to the three now standing in the doorway. Cementoss, Midnight & Ectoplasm easily fit through the large doorway, and posed in a seemingly practised motion.

"Ultimate moves? An exam is a normal school thing!" Mina & Kaminari chorused.

"This is total hero work!" Sero & Kirishima echoed behind them.

"When we say ultimate, we mean a move that will insure you will win against your opponent" Ectoplasm instructed, his layered voice making it a little hard to understand what he was saying.

"An action so unique to your identity, that no other person can hope to copy it" Cementoss continued, "Simply put: you must learn to lean into your strengths"

"Your moves represent you who are" Midnight stated next, "These days, most Pro heroes have an ultimate move; those who don't are fools"

"This may sound abstract, but we'll explain more as the day goes on" Aizawa ended, "For now, change into your costumes and meet in gym Gamma"


Gym Gamma, as it turned out, was a large training hall affectionally nicknamed the 'Training Dining Land' Or 'TDL' that had been a result of Cementoss' creativity. It's bareness of landscape meant that the teachers could prepare unique landscapes and environments in which to train the students in—it was almost like a training simulator, much like the USJ had been. Standing in the doorway of said gym, the students—each dressed in their latest hero attire—watched on as Cementoss demonstrated how the gym worked.

Of course the awe surrounding the students was quickly cut short when Iida's hand rocketed into the air. "Would you please permit me a question?" He not-quite-asked as Kaminari dodged out of the way of flying limbs from the over-enthusiastic teen. "WHAT IS THE ADVANTAGE OF HAVING ULTIMATE MOVES FOR OUR PROVISIONAL EXAM? MAY WE KNOW YOUR REASONING?"

"That's two questions, calm down" Aizawa drawled from next to Midnight, "The job of a hero is to save people from all sorts of dangers: crimes, accidents & natural/man-made disasters. Of course, the licensing exam analyses how well you're able to deal with these sort of things. It won't just be fighting—the ability to gather information and make quick decisions will be judged. In addition to how well you communicate, co-operate & lead others"

Toru felt nervousness prick at her stomach as the teachers listed off the things required for the exam—it was starting to feel more and more real with each passing moment. It was almost as if they were just playing 'hero' up until this moment. "Every year a new test is used to evaluate these qualities" Aizawa continued.

"One thing is especially important" Midnight piped up, "If you want to be a Pro hero, you must be able to prevail in battle. If you're prepared, you won't have to worry and those of you with an ultimate move will produce stronger results"

"Your circumstances should not dictate the results of your future battles" Cementoss added next. "Learn to be consistent and you'll be a great asset on the front lines"

"Your ultimate move doesn't necessarily have to be an attack" Ectoplasm ended as Cementoss moved off to change up the terrain of the gym. "Take Iida's Reciprocal Burst, for example"

"Huh?" Iida jolted at his name.

"This sort of temporary burst of speed is valuable and that it falls into the sort of excellency that we're looking for"

"You mean I've been doing an ultimate move all along?!" Iida gushed.

"So it's basically our secret weapon, right?" Sato mused, "Something that gives us the edge no matter who or what we're facing?"

"There's a smart boy!" Midnight winked, making the teen turn beet red. "For example, how Kamui Woods is able to use his Lacquered Chain Prison to capture his opponents in an instant—that's exactly what we want to see!"

"The training camp was interrupted—" Aizawa drawled, hands in pockets. Toru flinched at the memory and from the corner of her eye she watched as Bakugou resolutely stared down at the floor, no doubt thinking something similar as she. "—But the practise you did get in to develop your Quirks was part of the process needed to create these defining abilities. Now that you're caught up, you'll be working hard to develop powerful moves of your own for the next ten days or so. This is how you'll spend the remainder of your summer vacation"

As Aizawa continued to explain what was going to happen, Cementoss and Ectoplasm went about setting up the arena. Great big earthen columns shot up into the air, some very nearly touching the ceiling, as Ectoplasm split himself into several different copies and took up perches amongst, around and atop the columns created by his colleague so as to help each and every individual student at once. It was an action that reminded Toru of a certain yellow octopus. "Prepare for intensive training! In addition, you should think about how you can improve your costumes; especially now that you have a better handle on your Quirks. I expect you to go Plus Ultra. Do you have it in you?"

"Yessir!" Chorused 1-A.

"I'm so charged up for this!" Kaminari couldn't help but exclaim excitedly before the class split themselves up and found a perch amongst the new terrain.

After scaling one of the taller columns, Toru found herself face-to-face with one of Ectoplasm's many copies, ready and waiting for her to begin. All around her, her classmates were already ready and rearing to go—many of which had already started on their ultimate moves. "I understand that you underwent some serious changes regarding your Quirk, Hagakure?" Ectoplasm intoned as she turned to face the teacher.

"Yessir" Toru nodded, swiftly nervously as she fiddled with her hands. "Uh, I'm still invisible—obviously—but, uh, Grandfather thinks that I absorbed some of the ultraviolet rays during the implosion, 'cause now I can do this" Toru raised her hands, palms up and fingers splayed as they began to glow a pretty violet. The sound of energy crackled between her now violet glowing palms as a small translucent bubble about the size of a softball was formed.

"And how are these different from what you could do before?"

"Uh, well, I used to only use the oxygen within my body to produce the flammable lights from before. But now—since UV light is naturally created through a combination of electrical currents and gas—I s'pose, I would be using the oxygen, carbon dioxide or nitrogen alongside the electrical currents naturally produced within the human body"

"I see" Ectoplasm appeared contemplative, "Is there anything else?"

"I can't do very complex constructs, or big ones yet but they do tend to burn whatever they touch" Toru shyly admitted.

"Hm, very well. For now, we'll just focus on making them bigger; we'll work on potency later"

"Yessir" Toru nodded, ready to spend her time working on growing her constructs until they could be used in the field. The day ended in sweat, tears and exhaustion, but pride surged through her at a job well done. After so many hours, she was well on her way to creating much larger constructs; and Ectoplasm promised to test them out as the week progressed.


The rest of the week was spent in much the same fashion; gruelling hours soaked in sweat as Toru tried to create bigger and stronger constructs from the UV light she now generated. It was only after the build up of sunburnt blisters now littering her palms, that Ectoplasm shooed her off to the Development Studio and Toru was granted a reprieve from the instant workout. Following a divergence to the nurses' office so Recovery Girl could heal her blistered palms, Toru eventually found herself standing in front of the large metallic doors of the Development Studio. The classroom in question was one of the workshops used by the Support classes used to create their gadgets and was taught by the Pro hero: Power Loader. Lined with discarded blueprints and mangled bits of scrap metal, the entrance to the classroom gave off a very steampunk vibe, even as Toru stood in front of the large steel doors.

Inside, Toru found Kirishima and Kaminari chatting to a couple of the Support course students in regards to their own costumes. "Hey Toru!" Called the neko boy who popped around the corner with a sandwich in his mouth. Coloured like a tabby cat, the second year student stood tall with a pair of cat ears twitching in conjunction with his whiskers as his twin tails swayed in amusement. Aside from the cat-like features decorating the bubbly boy, a pair of darken steampunk goggles adorned his eyes and blocked out the light, allowing him to see in the day time even with his night vision Quirk perpetually active.

"Hey, Hinata!" Toru greeted as she made her way inside.

"What can we do for you?" He asked as he waved her over to his desk, nodding a greeting to their peers on the way.

"Uh, I need some new gloves—I burnt through my other ones"

"Gloves, you say?" He mused, "Requirements, nya?"

"Uh, they need to withstand concentrated ultraviolet light"

"…Nya?" He blinked dumbly. Toru merely produced a small construct in reply and showed it to him; watching in amusement as the violet glimmered against the dark lenses. "Ah! I see! Yes!" He muttered to himself as Toru dismissed the construct and he began to inspect her slightly glowing hands (only really visible through the UV under her skin as she activated her Quirk). "Don't worry, Toru! I've got just the thing!" He cheered, scampering off to another corner of the workshop as she remained seated at his desk.

Not a moment later, Hinata had returned with an armful of blueprints, fabric samples and other supplies needed to create what she was looking for. After through measurements were taken and he reassured once more that they would be the "bees knees!" after proceeding to punch in the requirements to the obtuse machine. While it worked away, he then promptly presented her with a shoebox.

"Um…what's this for?" Toru asked, staring down at the shoebox that had been shoved into her hands.

"They're your shoes for the recital" Hinata replied as he pulled out a video camera. "I need you to test them out for me—you're a size five, right?"

"Four or a five, depending on the brand" Toru replied as she exchanged her stealth boots for the black heels. Admiring the shoes in a discarded mirror on the floor, Toru saw that the heels were black suede with a simple closed-toe design accompanied by two thin criss-crossing straps and buckle (more for decoration than anything else) and a three inch stiletto heel.

"Ooh! Titchy tiny feet!" Hinata cooed.

"Yep, titchy tiny feet" She agreed, wobbling only slightly as she stood up in the heels.

"Well, go on! Give 'em a go!"

Strutting about the Development Studio, Toru ignored the burning gazes of her peers as she tested out the fit of the heels; moving from walking the length of the room to jumping up and down on the spot and even spinning in place. Hinata—like many of the other Dancing for Delinquent kids—were really getting into the spirit of this whole dance performance thing, despite whatever action had landed them in the class in the first place. Toru wasn't quite sure what he had done to end up there, but it wasn't like she had shared hers either—there was like this unspoken rule not to ask. "How'd they feel?" Hinata asked as he checked on her new gloves.

"Good—comfortable" Toru replied as she wandered back over to his desk layered in papers. "Are these the dress designs?" Her eyes scanned over the many brightly coloured turnaround poses scattered about.

"Uh huh"

"So many frills"

"Well, what's tango without a little frills?"

"I s'pose…"

"Gloves are all done"

"Cool, thanks Hinata!"


"THAT'S ENOUGH, CLASS A!" Vlad King called out, pulling 1-A from their respective attentions throughout the gym, towards him. Peering over the edge of her tier, Toru (only slightly sweaty and tired) was able to see both Kendo and Monoma standing either side of him kitted out in their own costumes. "CLASS B IS SCHEDULED TO USE THIS TRAINING ROOM EVERY AFTERNOON"

"Class B?" Toru cocked her head as she sipped from her water bottle.

"Man!" Kaminari whined, his voice echoing around the gym. "Crap timing!"

"Eraser! Get your kids out of our way!" Vlad King turned to Aizawa.

"You're not trying to kick us out early when we still have ten minutes left, are you?" Aizawa accused.

"Hey, did ya hear?" Monoma snarked, riding over whatever Vlad King was about to reply with. "The Licence exam has a fifty percent passing rate! THAT MEANS YOUR ENTIRE CLASS MIGHT FAIL! HAHA!"

"Wait—is that Monoma's hero costume?" Kaminari turned to Kendo.

"Well, since his Quirk is Copy, he says that he doesn't need anything too eccentric"

"So that's him toned down?"

"Unfortunately his observations are correct" Tokoyami pitched in as Dark Shadow receded. "If we're taking the same exam, then we'll crush each other. That's the hand Fate has dealt us"

"And why we won't be in the same location" Aizawa explained, "Classes apply to different spots"

"There are two exam days—in June and in September" Vlad King continued, "The tests are held in three different places. We don't want students from the same place fighting, so we split you up. Each school has one class in a single location"

"…HOW SAD WE WON'T BE ABLE TO FACE EACH OTHER DIRECTLY! MWAHAHA!" Monoma ended.

"Man, this guy's nuts!" Kirishima commented as Monoma cackled.

"Yeah, I think he's officially gone off the deep end" Kaminari replied, nonplussed by the blonde's commentary.

"All those other schools…" Sero muttered. "Huh, interesting, I didn't know that was the case! So we'll be facing kids from other places"

"Yeah, and on top of that, we're taking the test earlier than most of the other students" Midoriya added.

"That's true" Aizawa agreed. "Very few first years in the country try for their Provisional licence. In other words, the test will be made up of students who have trained longer than you and with Quirks you don't know about. The actual content of the exam is a mystery, but you can expect to have a tough time—try not to get hung up about that, but keep it in mind"

"Yessir!" Chorused the gathered students.


"Eurgh!" Mina groaned loudly as she slouched against the couch later that night, "Does it have to be this hard?"

"Well, it's not called intensive training for nothing, y'know" Toru replied as she propped her pinstriped short-clad legs up on the coffee table in front of her. Lounging with the other girls after a long day of school, they sat enjoying each other's company in the few hours before bed.

"That's true" Agreed Yaoyorozu, "But it's strange to think that there's only a week left before the exam"

"Momo! How's your ultimate move coming?"

"Mm, there's something I really want to do, but my body just isn't ready yet. I need time to develop my Quirk and improve my general endurance"

"How about you Tsu?"

"I've perfected a move that makes me even more frog-like than before" Asui replied, sipping at her strawberry milk. "I'm sure even you would look surprised, Toru"

"What's your story, Ochako?" Toru turned to the brunette who sat absently sipping at her drink.

"Hey, Ochako!" Asui tapped her on the shoulder.

"Eep!" Ochako yelped, blushing bright pink at the sudden wake-up call.

"You seem a little tense…" Commented Asui.

"No! It's nothing!" Ochako dismissed; but it wasn't fooling anyone. "Everything's going awesome! I'm just getting started!"

"Er…"

"At least, that's how I'd usually be, but the thing is recently my heart's been all stirred up by something"

"IT'S LOVE!" Mina crowed.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Ochako screeched, now crimson. "Love?! Glove?! Shove?! Dove?! Never seen one! What's that?!"

"So who is it? Midoriya or Iida? You're always hanging out with those two boys!"

"You've got it all wrong!" Ochako hid her face in her hands as she accidentally activated her Quirk. "That's not it! I swear!"

"She's floating!"

"Which one? Or is it someone else?" Toru jumped on the band wagon, "C'me on! Spill!"

"Yeah, out with it!" Jiro hounded. "Y'know we're not gonna give up until we know!"

"I SWEAR IT'S NO ONE!" Ochako cried as she floated towards the window. "Besides, it's not like I even know anything about dating!"

"Yeah right, like we believe that!" Toru snorted as they watched Ochako's gaze turn dreamy when she gazed down at whomever was still outside.

"It's not good to force an investigation" Asui came to Ochako's defence.

"She's right" Yaoyorozu stood up, "More importantly, it's late. We should call it a night"

"Aw!" Mina complained loudly, "No! I wanna hear everything! You can't just spring a hint of romance on us and expect me to go to sleep!"

"What…romance?" Ochako murmured, a little scared by her friend's sudden intensity.

"C'me on, time for bed" Yaoyorozu shooed, "You can interrogate her at breakfast tomorrow"

"Fi~ne!"