VADER

A narrow bridge overlooking an endless gap separated 1-A from the security station. On the other end, Darth Vader watched them with his crimson lightsaber drawn.

"Why am I the one with the lightsaber again?" Ojiro asked.

"You're the one with martial arts training."

"Yeah, in Judo! I don't know any Soresu!"

"The fact you even know about lightsaber forms makes you the most qualified here," Sero pointed out.

"Crap, you have a point. Wait, how do you know they're lightsaber forms?"

Sero hastily taped his hands together. "Whoops, silly Sero got his hands taped together again. Guess you have to fight the Sith Lord."

"I hate you so much."

Vader reached out for Ojiro. Gravity tilted, and Ojiro flew towards the Sith. He brought up Izuku's lightsaber and blocked Vader's strike. Landing nimbly on the bridge, Ojiro jabbed forward, swung, and battered at Vader's defense. Vader blocked each attack without the slightest flinch. A sudden flick of the crimson blade scored a line along Ojiro's chin, and he fell back cursing.

"Hey, you're welcome to help out anytime!"

1-A answered, "My hands are still taped together!" "Do you really want me to put another hole in this ship?" "I'm all out of sugar, sorry!" "The light burns too brightly for any darkness to draw near."

"Thanks a lot!" Ojiro shouted back sarcastically.

He blocked Vader's overhead blow. The powerful attack sent him staggering back. As he steadied himself, Vader flung a distant crate at Ojiro's back.

Ojiro swatted the box with his tail. "Ha! My Quirk's useful after all!"

Vader grabbed a pile of sawblades with the force. Ojiro yelped and leapt aside as the buzzsaws careened past him.

"That's cheating!"

"I am a Sith Lord," Vader said. "Am I not supposed to cheat?"

Ojiro groaned. "Point."

The duel went back and forth until Vader knocked the lightsaber out of Ojiro's hands.

"There is no escape," Vader said. "Do not make me destroy you."

"I'll never join you!" Ojiro shouted. "You killed my classmate!"

"No." Vader took off his mask. Green hair spilled out of the helmet, and bright green eyes stared down at Ojiro. "I am your classmate."

"No, that's not true! That's impossible!"

"Search your feelings. You know it to be true."

"We saw you get melted down into a coffee cup!"

"Just a stunt double. It could not handle a lightsaber very well, so I had to be careful."

"And the force-ghost thing?"

"My idea!" Nezu strode in wearing his black bathrobe. "I thought about doing the whole Return of the Jedi bit, but this exam has gone on long enough."

"Exam! Wait, how did we do?"

"You all failed." Aizawa took off his stormtrooper helmet. "You got captured too easily and nearly killed yourselves multiple times. You'll have a lot of training to do during summer camp."

An alarm blared, announcing the imminent destruction of Earth. Aizawa glared at Nezu. "This better be a part of the exam."

Nezu laughed and said, "It is now!"

500

When Vader is your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former classmate.