"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Yubi asked as Izuku slipped his gloves over his hands.

"No actually. But it's better than staying here for the rest of our lives. U.A. is a prestigious university with extreme political power, if anybody could keep us safe from the people that took me, it's them," Izuku answered, throwing up his hood.

"So you know that Jirou, Tokage, and Uraraka are all gonna be there, right?" Yubi asked, causing Izuku to sigh.

"They'll find me eventually, it's best to get it over with now," Izuku said.

"Hey." Yubi held his hand out to Izuku, "Good luck man."

Izuku took his hand and shook it, "Thanks," he said before exiting his underground 'house'.


Izuku stood within the crowd of students moving into the front gates of U.A. to take the entrance exam. He doubted people could see his face, and if they did there's no way they recognized him.

Somebody bumped past him, yelling, "Out of the way extra!" As he did.

'And there's Kacchan,' Izuku thought to himself.

Across from him, a group of three girls walked tightly packed together. Izuku avoided looking at them out of shame, maybe even fear. But when the girl in the middle tripped over a crack in the ground, he couldn't stop his hand from shooting out and grabbing her by the back to the shirt.

"Whew, thanks, it would've been bad luck if I fell the first day!" Ochako said, her tone just as cheery as he remembered it.

Izuku didn't say anything, he just bumped past them with his head down, it took everything in him to not stop and pull his hood down, but he knew that it wasn't the right time.

Once past registration, he was led to a classroom and given the mental portion of the exam. He had been given some level of education due to his youth but a few parts of the test were still lost on him, although he felt he did well enough to pass.

After that he was brought into an auditorium and told to sit down, thankfully it was far away from anybody that could recognize him.

After several minutes of waiting, a lanky man with long blonde hair that stood straight up walked on stage. He took a swig from a water bottle, gargled it, spit it into a bucket, and yelled.

"HEY THERE LISTENERS, I'M HERE TO EXPLAIN THE PHYSICAL PORTION OF THIS EXAM!"

'Jesus,' Izuku thought, covering up his ears.

The loud man proceeded to explain, louder than necessary if you asked Izuku, that they had to simply destroy a bunch of robots to pass, getting bigger in size as their worth in points increased.

After the explanation, kids were loaded onto one of four buses that would take them to their exam site.

Unfortunately, on the bus ride Izuku noticed a brown bob of hair sitting a few rows in front of him.

Once they arrived at the test site, the examinees were given about ten minutes to prepare themselves.

Izuku did his best to not look at Ochako, simply staring down at his gloves hands. Slowly, he removed the right glove, revealing his normal hand, then he took off the left one, revealing his augmentation.

He shook his head, about to put his gloves back on when—

"Excuse me, but I don't think we're allowed to use support equipment in this exam. I recommend you remove that gauntlet," said a tall blue haired boy with rectangular glasses covering his face and six exhaust pipes sticking out of his calves.

Izuku chuckled as he rolled up his sleeve and showed off the spot where metal had fused with his skin.

"Hey, if you can figure out how to remove it then go right ahead."

"That's—"

"My arm, yeah." Izuku stuck out his robotic hand to the blue haired boy, "Midoriya Izuku."

The boy seemed hesitant, but he shook his hand and introduced himself anyway, "Iida Tenya."

"Ah, so you are the brother of Ingenium" Izuku chuckled.

"What gave me away?" Tenya asked.

"The leg pipes mostly," Izuku answered.

"The exam should be starting soon, I wish you the best of luck." Tenya bowed to him before walking away.

Sure enough, within a minute, the voice of the loud dude from earlier, "GOOOOOO!"

The examinees looked around confused as the gates opened to the fake city.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT A COUNTDOWN?! HEROES DON'T GET COUNTDOWNS!"

Izuku let Rage flow through him as he sprinted through the gates, not letting the others get a chance to catch up with him.

He was the first to come across the robots, a group of two three-pointers, a two-pointer, and a one-pointer.

A gutteral roar escaped Izuku's throat as he charged through a three-pointer, leaving nothing but scrap in his wake. The one-pointer began to fire rubber bullets at him but in his current state they were little more than spitballs.

Izuku grabbed the two-pointer and used it as a shield against the gunfire, destroying the two-pointer and allowing him to get close enough to detatch his fingers and wrap them around the one-pointers head. With another mighty yell, he tossed the one-pointers at the other three-pointer, causing and destroying them both.

'That's nine.'

Izuku's hand shot out and blasted a one-pointer attempting to sneak up on him with his shotgun.

'Ten,' he corrected.

A group of two pointers came rolling by shortly after that, Izuku noticed a stop sign nearby and an idea formed in his head. He drew his claws and swiped at the pole, creating a javelin like weapon out of it, one that he threw at the two pointers and successful speared one of them through the head.

'Twelve!'

Izuku took a rage powered leap to the remaining two-pointers and planted his fist through ones head.

'Fourteen!'

He drew his claws once more and stabbed the last two-pointer, before bringing his hand up and ripping a gash through the machine, the sickening sound of sheering metal echoing through the streets.

'Sixteen,' Izuku thought to himself as he let the machine fall, before running off to go find more.


"These contestants sure are something," Hizashi smirked.

"They're amateurs," Shouta said.

"They're eighteen, what do you want from them?" Nemuri asked.

"Patience friends, we shall see just how special they all are," a strange mix of a bear, a dog, and a mouse cackled as he slammed his paw on a large red button.


The ground rumbled with a fury, shaking all of the examinees to their core and even knocking a few of them over.

Izuku's head snapped to the left and watched a large robotic hand grabbed onto a building and pulled itself up, causing rubble to fall.

Standing before them was a hundred foot robot with a dozen tiny red eyes, the eyes lit up and the contestants started running. Izuku was about to follow them when—

"Ow," Ochako groaned from behind him.

She had been trapped under rubble and struggling to pull her ankle out from the rocks as the monstrous mechanical menace loomed over her.

Izuku felt his sanity slip a little as he turned around and sprinted towards Ochako. The robot turned its head and noticed her, before raising its fist to squash her.

Ochako covered her head and prepared for her end, but it never came, Izuku stood between her and the giant metal fist, struggling to keep it at bay.

Izuku yelled from the most primal place in his body as he pulled on the hand with all his might, red seeped into his green irises, his veins grew unnaturally pronounced. The sounds of metal creaking made all of the examinees that ran stop in their tracks, watching in awe and fear as Izuku tore the arm off of the gargantuan robot.

Izuku lifted the rubble off of Ochako's leg, but she stayed put, seemingly mesmerised by something.

The robot pulled back its other fist and started to swing down on Izuku, but before it could even reach him halfway, its red eyes went dark, and the entire machine went stiff.

"TIME'S UP!"

Izuku groaned as he fought against his quirk for control of his body, his eyes returned to their normal emerald green and he let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly Izuku felt Ochako slam into him, wrapping her arms and legs around his torso as she laughed and cried at the same time.

Izuku was genuinely confused as to why Ochako would hug a random stranger, even if he had saved her from the robot, his hand went up to scratch at his neck and then he realized;

His hood had fallen down.

I know this is short for such a big event but I don't think that it really needs to be any longer. That's it for now, peace.