I took a deep breath to try and calm myself before the start of the tests. I had to stay calm, I knew I would be fine, Aizawa was-

Wait a minute...

He wasn't lying.

'Oh, fuck...'

I swallowed before calming myself, I would be fine. Even if my Quirk didn't help me physically, I was still quite agile. I looked over to Izuku and saw his trembling mass and marched over to his side. I put my hand on his shoulder and he looked at me. I gave him a reassuring smile, he smiled back.

Then the tests began.

We started with the fifty-meter dash. I watched as a boy with white and red hair split almost exactly down the middle raced with a girl with raven-black hair and dark grey eyes.

The boy used ice to propel himself foward as the girl used a vaulting pole that had grown out of her arm. The boy reached the mark first with a time of 4.08 seconds and the girl with 4.59.

"Atakiri, Tokoyami, you're up." I turned to Aizawa and nodded as I briskly walked to the starting point. I caught sight of a boy with a raven's head and made the conclusion that he must've been Tokoyami.

As we took our positions the loud "BANG!" of the starting siren rang through my ears and I sprinted as fast as I could to the other side. The Tokoyami boy was propelling himself with a dark, shadow-like mass with glowing yellow eyes and a bird-shaped head.

He reached the end in 5.21 seconds, while I reached it in 5.99. I stood up straight and sighed internally at the mediocre score. Well, I could do better at the other tests at least.

The second and third tests weren't too bad, I wasn't able to use my Quirk on any of them, so I got even more mediocre scores.

The fourth test was the seated-toe-touch, I was able to get a pretty good score on that one, considering that my agility was one of my best traits, physically that is.

The fifth was the softball throw that Bakugo had done earlier. I was nervous, I had an idea of what I could do, but I didn't want to destroy the ball, so I would have to use only fifty percent of my power, at most.

"Midoriya. You're up." Aizawa said, Izuku slowly walked up to the base and was about to throw the softball before I saw Aizawa's hair floating around his head.

When he threw the ball the screen read "thirty-six meters" and Izuku looked confused.

"Wha-"

"I erased your Quirk." Aizawa said flatly. His hair was floating and his eyes were glowing red. His scarf also seemed to float along with his messy black locks as they shifted in the wind.

"Wait a minute- Those goggles! You erase people's Quirks just by looking at them! You're the Pro-Hero Eraserhead!" Izuku said, the people around me gave eachother confused looks as a dark-green-haired girl with large eyes explained who he was.

"The school board wasn't thinking rationally when they allowed you to be here." Aizawa's scarf wrapped around Midoriya and he pulled him towards his frame, glaring down at him with his glowing red eyes. "Were you expecting someone to help you when you broke your arm? If that would have happened in a real battle you would be nothing but a nuisance to the other heroes. You have no chance at becoming a hero with a Quirk like yours."

Aizawa sighed as he closed his eyes and his hair and scarf fell back to his sides. He let Midoriya go and I frowned slightly.

'Does he have to be so harsh?' My frown deepened and I tapped my finger to my chin in thought. 'Well... He kind of has a point. If Izuku-san doesn't figure out a way to utilize his Quirk, then he most likely won't be much help in a fight... But Aizawa-sensei doesn't have to be so mean about it.'

"I returned your Quirk. Give it another shot." Aizawa said tiredly. He tossed the ball back to Izuku and he walked back into the circle.

He stood there for a moment, fidgeting with his fingers. Then he pulled his arm back and as he started to throw the ball I noticed his pointer finger starting to glow a light green color. I frowned at this, but when he threw the ball I had to choke back a gasp.

When he threw the ball, a sort of shockwave blasted through the air around it and my hair whipped around in the tight ponytail. When it landed I smiled slightly at his score.

'705.3 meters'

Everyone stood there as we watched Izuku turn to us and ball his hand into a fist. His pointer finger was purple and mangled, I winced as I looked at his face. He had a look of pure determination but also a large amount of pain on his face.

"I-I can stil move... Sensei." He said. I smiled gleefully, clapping at his accomplishment. Ashido and Kaminari turned to look at me with confused faces and I just smiled.

"WHAT THE HELL DAMN DEKU?!"

I turned and saw Bakugo propelling himself forward using his explosions toward Izuku. My eyes widended and my smile turned into a scowl.

Aizawa's scarf shot out and wrapped around Bakugo, successfully capturing him and erasing his Quirk.

"Why The Hell Is This Scarf So Strong?!" He yelled, snarling like a feral pomeranian.

"It's made of cotten fibers and a special metal alloy. Now stop trying to use your Quirk, it's giving me dry-eye." Aizawa said tiredly. I smirked at Bakugo, he looked hilarious. He caught me staring at him and growled.

"And What The Hell Do You Think You're Looking At, Grey-Hair?!" He yelled, his crimson pupils small and his eyes narrowed. It made me smiled even wider and I had to choke back a laugh.

Aizawa blinked and let Bakugo go, he trudged back to the rest of us, and Izuku slowly followed.

"Alright, Atakiri, your turn." He said, I walked forward and he tossed me the ball.

I stood in the middle of the circle and tapped my chin in thought. I then thought of the girl Uraraka's throw and got an idea.

I took a deep breath and tossed the ball up in the air, a foot or two in front of me. I tilted my head and yelled:

"Hello!"

A shockwave bursted from my lips as the ball was sent soaring through the air. I could hear the audible gasps of my classmates as wind sent dust flying everywhere. The monitor beeped and I turned to see my score.

"999.98 meters"

"999.98 METERS?!"

"THAT'S AN AWESOME SCORE ATAKIRI-CHAN!" I rubbed the back of my neck at Ashido's praise and slowly walked over to the rest of the group.

'Please be good... Please be good...' I crossed my fingers as I scanned the holographic image for my results and almost sighed in relief as I saw it.

'Atakiri Chizomi, 14th'

I looked down the rest of the names and my eyes widended when I saw last place.

'Midoriya Izuku, 21st'

I looked over to Izuku and saw the heartbroken expression on his features and I walked over to him.

"O-Oh, Chizomi-san..." He said, he tried to smile and I enveloped the little sunshine in a hug. "Chi-Chizomi-san?"

I hugged him tighter, trying to reassure him. I looked up at his green eyes and smiled. I then turned and started walking over to Aizawa.

Before I could get five feet near him he said something.

"Oh, and I was lying about someone being expelled. That was a logical ruse to bring out the best in all of you." He said, a weird smile on his face. I faltered and frowned. His gaze turned to me and it seemed his eyes were saying 'Say something, I dare you.'

I frowned a bit more as I walked back over to Izuku and saw him with a wide smile on his face.

'Why did Aizawa-sensei change his mind?'

NOTES

Oh, my fucking god...

Guys, I am sooooooooo very, very, very, VERY sorry for not updating this sooner...

I have just lost a lot of motivation and have been making other Fan-Fictions like a conplete and total idiot.

So, once again, I beg for your forgiveness...

Anyways, "ShadowGamer07", I do not mean to be rude, but when I was reading the manga, it specifically adressed Thirteen as a "him", so I will continue to call Thirteen a "him" until proven otherwise.

Anways, I have some not so good news. I'm going to be taking a small break from this Fanfic to get some more ideas. I swear, the longest it will take me to update this is a month. If it takes me longer, you are all free to hate me, I understand completely.

Anyways, goodnight/goodmorning/goodafternoon, my guys/gals/people. :)