Title: 逃げる手 - The Hand That Bleeds
Rating: T
Summary: "I don't want to be a Hero. I want to be a Healer. My Quirk is made for healing, like my mom's, not fighting so I train to fight like a Hero to be a Healer. I want to help others to the best of my abilities." Hisoka Matsushita, raised by her mother and who never knew her father, never could quite understand where the path she would eventually take would lead her to.
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Chapter 10
To The Finish Line
Location: Sports Festival Stadium, North Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: April 30, 20XX
Today was the day.
Today was the day they had all waited for.
Today was the day they had trained their butts off for.
"Students are to report to their assigned locker rooms. You will be able to store all your belongings there, along with your uniforms. Any equipment ie; Support Items for the Hero Courses, weapons, or anything similar, must be registered with your homeroom teacher. Thank you and have a wonderful time at the Sports Festival!"
Ah, she'd have to go to that too...
The announcement was repeated a few times, for those who had not heard it before, so that everyone had a fair chance to get things done.
Hisoka would do it after she got changed and put on her gym uniform - something they all had to wear as to not give anyone an advantage with their costumes. She was glad there were no classes the day as well. She had brought only the basics - for that just in care moments - with her after all.
After she had completed in changing her clothes, saying hello to the few classmates she had passed to meet up with Fumi, they had walked together to get her supplies registered. She was glad that she was able to use her blade - one of the exceptions she had against those with battle use Quirks. With that complete, they had made their way to the waiting room given to Class 1-A, small talk bated between the two.
Location: Class 1-A Waiting Room, Sports Festival Stadium, North Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: April 30, 20XX
Most of the class had already arrived and were changed into their gym uniforms as her classmates went to their respective groups of friends, talking amongst one another. Some scattered themselves, ones that floated from group to group to talk with everyone, while some, like Bakugo-san and Todoroki-san, had stood at the edges of the room, waiting.
Hisoka was half listening to others around her, giving a sound of her listening as Fumi and Tsuyu talked with the nice Ojiro-san and a rather excited Ashido-san. Her fingers fiddled with the pendant, feeling the engraved grooves of the cherry blossom design against the silver metal as her eyebrows knitted together, a small frown appearing on her face - something akin to confusion alit in her eyes if one looked closely enough.
It was not often that Hisoka thought about the man deemed as her father. It was something her mother loved to tell her stories of when she had been but a child once upon a time and that had stopped after she reached middle school. Even with the rare thoughts of the man and her wanting to gut the man who caused the woman who raised her single-handedly so much grief.
(She remembered the nights when the sound of rain mixed with her mother's tears.
The countless days when the woman would look out the window longingly as if waiting for something to burst through the glass and scope her up, whisking her away into a world of fantasy.
The times when that dazed glance looked at her and saw someone else.)
So, yes, thoughts of him were more or less sparse with her. (It had not stopped her thinking of the what-ifs or the could-have-beens. She did wonder for a time if the man would come home. He would be welcomed with cautiousness then love when she was younger, but things changed.
Things were always changing.)
A pair of fingers snapped in front of her causing her to jerk up, her pendant falling softly against her chest as she looked at a worried Fumi and Tsuyu - who had snapped her fingers at her. "Is everything okay?"
Hisoka then noticed the nervous filled atmosphere held above her classmates - most looking at Midoriya-san and Todoroki-san standing at the front of the room. Something changed while she had been busy with her thoughts.
Had she missed something?
Hisoka felt like she did.
Damn it! Why does she keep missing things like this?
Hisoka nodded, catching her friends' eyes. "I'm fine. What happened?"
Tsuyu and Fumi shared a look when her childhood friend spoke, "A declaration."
Huh.
It had made sense - from the look the two boys gave each other - this Sports Festival was going to be different from their middle school or elementary Sports Festival.
This was a chance to stand above the rest.
Hisoka wanted that too.
She wanted to prove something.
Only time would tell if she would be able to accomplish that.
Hisoka stood, following the other's moves when the announcement for entering the stadium would occur at any moment, her chair screeching amongst the many within the room. She righted her belt, making sure she had everything she had applied to have in the Festival, making sure her Kaiken was in its place.
She nodded to herself.
It was time.
Location: Sports Festival Stadium, North Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: April 30, 20XX
As they walked out of the entrance to the open field that was in the middle of the arena, she could hear the roar of the crowd (Hisoka knew that there was going to be many there speculating the event but even she wasn't expecting this many people out there - and that was not even including the television audience) as Present Mic's commentary spoke clearly over them. The Pro Hero was just in his zone.
"The U.A. Sports Festival!" Present Mic announced, hyping up the entire audience as he usually did. "Where the Hero world's little eggs reveal themselves to aim at each other's throats, and for the top! Our grand yearly melee! And let me guess, all you miscreants came to see them, right!? The freshly formed miracle stars that shrugged off a mass Villain assault with wills of steel! The Department of Heroics Freshman Class! You're here for CLASS 1-A, RIGHT!?"
They walked together as a team, showing that they were united (in some form, anyway) as a class, to the center of the stadium.
"This is a lot of people," Uraraka-san noted, standing close to Hisoka.
"There are more watching from their homes," Hisoka added, glancing at the other female. They had little interactions with each other, but she seemed nice enough with a rather witty humor.
"Y-yeah..." Uraraka-san's face fell a little, shoulders sagging as if a weight was pressed upon her. It was strange to see her with her smile.
"You will do fine," Hisoka offered, turning her head to speak with her while the other classes were introduced. "I know you will be able to do."
Uraraka-san raised her head. "You think so?"
"Un." Hisoka nodded, earning a huge grin from the other.
"You're right! Thank, Hisoka-chan!" Uraraka-san clapped, her energy high, determined, excited, nervous, and happy all balled up into the small girl.
Yes.
Everything would work out in the end.
It did not stop the pounding of her chest, her blood rushing around her body. She gripped the pendant under her clothes, taking a deep breath.
She would do her best and nothing would stop her from doing it.
Her mother was bound to be watching them and she wanted to impress her - to show her that her daughter could make her proud!
Hisoka took the chance to look around, seeing that there were other entrances to the arena all around the center of the field. Each one had students funneling out of it. So many... (Such a large world this place was.) Seeing that they were wearing the same colored gym uniforms, they were most definitely the other first years.
They all made their way to the center of the field, an empty patch of dirt surrounded by the grass covering the whole area. Set up before them was a small stage and microphone, and standing on top was a female Hero, who was dressed rather - wait! Hisoka knew her!
That woman was her protractor from the Entrance Exam!
It was 18+ Heroine: Midnight!
Well, her figure did live up to her name...
"Now, Now, fair play!" Midnight snapped her whip, trying to control the muttering before and after her appearance had caused.
"Is it really okay to have that type of apparel for a High School game?" Fumi questioned, a hand on the bottom of his beak - the substitute for a human chin.
"I think it's fine..." Hisoka muttered, staring up at the black haired Pro Heroine.
"Really?" Fumi blinked in surprise at her.
"Un."
"Silence!" She shouted while also cracking her small whip. "My tenure here is perfect on the level! Now, player rep get up here! Katsuki Bakugo of 1-A!"
She watched him walk up to the stage, hands in his pockets. He was slouched forward a bit, stance seemingly relaxed but who knew with that exploding trigger teen.
"Sensei," he spoke. "I'm gonna score first place."
Hisoka felt a sigh escape her as she shook her head, the large amount of boo's deafening from the other classes. She should have expected this, Tsuyu muttering her agreement. Fumi looked like he was going to get a headache from the way he rubbed his forehead. She hoped not. That could affect how he did in the Sports Festival and she'd rather have him there than not.
Iida tried to reason with him, yet it still had not worked as it always did.
"Alright, without further adieu we can move directly to our first event!" Midnight declared, cracking her whip once more. "Onto the 'Preliminaries, as they're called. This is where many of you will begin feeling the pain. Lots of fine folks end up choking on their tears here every year!"
A giant hologram appeared behind her, looking like some kind of slot machine with the names of different events on it. Everybody stared at the screen intensely, watching a blur of colored words slowly come to a stop.
"What shall it be? ...This!" She exclaimed as it stopped, the identity of the first event clear as day.
Obstacle Course.
"Huh..." Hisoka blinked.
Simple enough but this was the U.A. Sports Festival - a Hero Academy. There was more to this than just a simple obstacle course. No doubt there was going to be some 'special' twists to this whole thing.
A large rumbling made them all turn to see a large pair of gates to the outside open. Most likely they had already set up the course beforehand and they would have to use the gate as the starting line.
"This is a four-kilometer track surrounding the stadium where all eleven classes will compete against each other! We always sing about our freedom on campus." Midnight cracked her whip once more and gave them all a blood-chilling look. The crackle she gave did not help. "As long as you stay on the track, you are free to do anything - whatever your heart desires. Now then, Take your places contestants!" She gestured to the giant red gate.
The crowd immediately burst into an uproar of cheering as all the students for eleven classes moved to the starting line. They wanted entertainment and action, and this was just what they were looking for.
Just from that, Hisoka knew what she had meant.
So as long as they stayed on the track, they had access to their Quirks with whatever they chose to do with it. They would use the items they bought and even the track - so long as they stayed within the boundaries - could be used to their advantage should they take it.
This would make things more interesting and just as dangerous.
Hisoka could see some of the gadgets the Support Course had brought and more than a few had a packet of tricks up their sleeves - just like they all did.
Hisoka felt something inside her snap together as she took a deep breath, flexing her hand in a gripping motion. She was not nervous. If anything, the now silent anticipation of waiting for the alarm to go off was making her pump up like she had access to an abundance of untapped energy, ready to take off.
She prepared her legs, moving to a position to fully sprint when an idea struck her.
"Wanna make this interesting?" She asked Fumi and Tsuyu - both on either side of her as the crowd of students surrounded them. "A bet." That got their attention.
BEEP! One red light went off.
"What kind of bet?" Fumi asked, eyes narrowing.
"Whoever stays in the tournament the longest can make the losers do something they want."
BEEP! Another had turned off as well.
Tsuyu tilted her head, blinking. "That's it?"
Hisoka nodded. "So?"
The two shared a look.
BEEP! The third one blackened.
"You're on."
"I shall make you regret making this bet."
The three lights turned green. "STAAAAAAAART!"
At the shout, they all thundered forward as a giant crowd, running through the gates. Hisoka moved her legs, dashing forward to try and get ahead of the crowd. That narrow gateway would make it hard to pass through when they all went through together, clumping up.
Man...
They really wanted to weed them out at the very beginning. She would not expect anything less from the school.
There would be a holdup.
She had to move forward.
Hisoka took the chance to move and at a good time too as the ground under her was suddenly coated with a sheet of ice, either catching students up from being able to move forward or making them slip and fall either on their face or ass. Todoroki-san. Has to be with that amount of power.
"Oww! What the hell! I can't move!"
"Nooooo!"
"You bastard!"
Hisoka swung her legs up overhead, slapping her hands on some random unlucky students before her to help launch her into the air. She sent herself flying over the heads of the crowd.
"Hey!" One of them shouted, raising a fist at her when she had used their head to help her.
Whoops.
"Sorry..." Hisoka muttered, moving over the crowd and onto the unfrozen path. She would not allow Todoroki-san to get away that easily!
Her classmates thought the same, a good majority of them not falling for the trick as they moved over the students to be able to move forward. Yaoyorozu-san had pole vaulted herself by creating a pole, Kirishima-san was running fairly easily over the ice, Bakugo-san used his Explosion to make himself fly, and Aoyama-san was launching himself by using the force of his laser. Fumi used Kuro to help him out, and Tsuyu used her Frog-like Quirk legs to hop forward.
Everyone was moving.
Hisoka had to move quicker then.
She moved her legs, shifting to a higher gear, and passed student after student, dodging sneaky attacks aimed at her to try and make her fail. Her instincts kicked in when she saw a purple shadow fly over her, and all too familiar purple balls hit the ground. Mineta-san.
She would not go down that easily!
Though she did feel a bit of pity for hearing a cracking sound from the smallest male (She could hear Midoriya-san yell for him.) when he was smacked by a robot from the Entrance Exam, sending him flying. Hisoka looked up when a large shadow landed on her and the others around her, all of them stopping for a moment's notice.
They just weren't making this easy for them.
Hisoka liked the challenge.
A chorus of "Targets detected... Multiple!" came from the One and Two-Pointer faux Villains and behind them was an even more familiar sight.
"Oooh! Enemies have shown up out of nowhere!" She heard Present Mic say. "I bet we're in for a treat here! A test of strength and cunning, it's ROBO INFERNO!" He shouted.
The giant shadow it casted reminded her of Tsuyu stranded on the road - she shook her head, shaking herself from the memory.
She could remember things later.
For now, the Zero Point Villains should be her focus. (Something inside of her felt relief seeing the hunks of metal after the USJ incident. This would be easy. Real Villains were a different story.)
Hisoka waited though, her instincts telling her that she would have the advantage over the robots in a moment. They had not lied. The robots were easily frozen moments later by an unfazed Todoroki-san. She did not run like others did when they went to follow the Half-Hot Half-Cold Quirk user. He then ran past them before they all collapsed, effectively blocking the path for the rest of them.
A clever tactic.
An easy solution for that.
Just climb over.
Jogging back as others moved forward, she took a deep breath and ran jumping just feet away from the pile of robots, following one of her classmates up. She landed on one of the robot's arms and jumped again making it to the head. She looked at the surroundings the height provided her, eyes narrowing when she saw Fumi had gained a lead. She could not see Tsuyu though.
She still had time - something that was running shorter for her then she'd like it to.
Hisoka moved on, jumping down from the robot's head, and slicing through another that had come in her path, making it to the next part of the course: 'The Fall' - a giant gorge with platforms and tightropes.
She stopped (she had no time to stop! She had to move!) and watched others move along the tightropes - some having an easier than others. Well, there was a whole load of Quirks out there, so it was about to be expected.
But Tsuyu was right, it was just a glorified tightrope walk.
Hisoka worked with what she got - almost falling numerous times - but she was able to keep her balance and make it across, yet doing that made others be able to get ahead of her. It had not helped that she had sliced some of the ropes she had used so others had to find another rope to use. The less that was able to cross the less she had to deal with.
Making it to the third area, the 'The Mine Field out of Rambo 3,' which was just an open field with landmines - Hisoka was panting. She circulated her breathing as she slowed down, almost ripping when the ground rumbled slightly from the unlucky kids who had got blown around.
Was there a pattern?
She could not see one, so she would have to guess (and use a bit of her medical supplies to help out where some of the mines were) where they were. She moved forward once again, throwing unnecessary supplies she had packed (Seriously - she always made sure to have something for that 'just in case' moment. One could never know!) to either get exploded into smithereens or not.
A path laid out before her. She could do this.
Hisoka moved as she tried to outrun the others around her, noting that there seemed to be less exploding supplies as she neared the finish line - hopefully! Seems they were less intent on using landmines near the exit.
"Deku, what the heck do you think you're doing, huh?!"
Hisoka looked up, the large explosion behind her made her curious, and her eyes widened when she saw Midoriya-san fly over her through the air, hanging onto a piece of metal from one of the robots back at the beginning.
"Un!"
She sped up when she saw the finish line, using the surprise distraction Midoriya-san provided to pass a few fellow classmates and students alike. Her legs were beginning to burn from the push, but she couldn't quit there! (Mother was watching. She couldn't let her down...)
With one last sprint of her energy, she broke through, making it over the finish line.
Author's Note: Chapter 10 already. Wow. Time sure has passed and we only have less than 24 hours (for me anyway) until 2017 is over. This is the last chapter for the year too! (SAY HELLO 2018 CAUSE I'M GONNA ROCK YA WORLD!) I did not think this story would be where it is now, to be honest. I hope you'll all stick with me into the next year! Thank you for being with me all this time too. You don't know how you all help make this story push forward. Thank you for that.
Will Hisoka make it? Will she be able to stand tall and make it to the top or will she wilt under the pressure and lose?
Who knows...
I do~.
You'll just have to wait for the next chapter to find out. Review on what you think will happen.
Happy New Years!