"I'm always psyched to see the third years since they've got the most experience with their quirks plus it's their last time to show their worth!"
"Nah this time it's all about those powerful first years I can't wait!"
"I'll take one order to go please." Politely, Mount lady calls out to the stand.
"Whoa mount lady is it really you!?" Excitedly, the man behind the counter gushes, a ruby red tint to his cheeks.
"And hold the salt will you?" Easily, she requests ignoring him.
"Of course, that's going to be ten bucks." He tells her.
"Um…oh no I left my wallet in my other costume." Pouting, she whines brushing her hand across her chest towards her hair to flick it aside.
"Here have it for free!" The man gives in.
"Aren't you a dear!" Cunningly, she cackles, grinning from ear to ear at her victory.
"I see you're as moral as ever…" Surprised, the group jolt up at the voice turning to furrow their brow at the sight of the smiling surgeon.
"Oh please this coming from you." Huffing, Mount Lady grumbles glaring at him.
"What are you doing here?" Curious, Death arms asks him.
"Don't you know how dangerous it is for someone like you to be here." Kamui furrows his brow.
"I have more right to be here than you three do. Now if you will excuse me…" Politely, Kazz smiles falsely at the two brushing them off and making his way towards the stadium ignoring the eyes on him, some glaring, some murmuring, some cursing and yet he smiles, remaining unfazed by those lurking around him.
"What a ass acting all high and mighty even after all he's done…he has some nerve showing his face." Fuming, Mount lady sneers.
"Still he did help out when it came to USJ." Fairly, Death Arms points out causing Kamui to nod his head in agreement.
"Only to save face, no doubt he was a part of that plan!" Huffing, Mount Lady grumbles glaring to the side, munching messily upon her food as the three heroes continue their security procedures.
"Maaan I was hoping we could wear our costumes…" Pouting, Mina whines furrowing her brow as she adjusts her U.A P.E attire standing by Ojiro preparing for the sport's festival.
"At least everyone will be in uniforms that will be fair right?" Optimistically, Ojiro offers smiling sheepishly.
"Fair my ass. This is ridiculous…" Grumpily, Sayako huffs slumped over on the bed glumly glaring at the wall, tugging at her uniform.
"I'm guessing you're not happy." Tightly, Ojiro smiles at Sayako catching onto her frustration.
"My quirk is literally my clothes!" Fuming, Sayako snaps scowling down at the ground.
"At least they let you wear layers points." Merrily, Mina points out, winking cheekily as she points towards the socks and sleeves, making Sayako flinch from the observation as she shyly shuffles on her bench, her fingertips pinching the fabric between her fingerprints.
"I guess, still the material in this unfirm isn't the greatest and I'd rather not make a scene on TV." Frankly, Sayako confesses uneasily.
"Hey at least you'll be remembered." Cheekily, Kaminari hollers making her give Kaminari quite the stink eye.
"Naked lady…" In awe, Mineta whispers in shock and awe, saliva threatening to spew out making Sayako shudder, recoiling back in disgust at Mineta's dirty look sent her way.
"SHOVE OFF!" Enraged, she snarls glowering at him, venom laced in her tone as she slams her fist at Mineta crying out in agony as he is slammed into the iron lockers, where he then comes crashing down into a pool of tears and sweat alongside other fluids she rather not think about.
"If you would like I could make you some clothes if it gets too short." Kindly, Momo offers.
"You don't mind Yaoyorozu?" Surprised, Sayako arches a brow from her suggestion.
"Not at all." Meekly, Momo smiles softly at her.
"Thanks." Thankful, Sayako nods her head grateful for a backup.
"I wonder what they have in store for us for the first round…" Curious, Sato smiles nervously.
"No matter what they prepared we must persevere." Determined, Tokoyami exclaims hands crossed over his chest with Mezo looming behind him, a hand on his hip.
"Right." Mezo nods his head in agreement.
"Everyone get your game faces on. We'll be in the arena soon!" Strictly, Tenya calls out swiftly shifting the lock of the door opening it.
"Swallow your fear swallow your fear." Mineta whispers, doing some strange hand gestures that Sayako simply brushes off.
"Midoriya." Surprised, the others jolt up at Todoroki's voice all except Sayako who remains knelt down on the bench, leaning over to focus on tying her shoelace, her green hues narrowing at the familiar voice.
"Hey Todoroki, what's up?" Merrily, Midoriya greets him.
"From an objective standpoint I think it's fair to say I'm stronger than you." Firmly, Todoroki tells him.
"Yeah…" Midoriya trails off anxiously.
"However, you've got all might in your corner helping you out. I'm not here to pry about what that's about or what he is to you. But know I will beat you." Scowling, Todoroki dictates making everyone's eyes widen when hearing his affirmation. Sayako silently listens in, her green hues narrowing further into thin slits.
"What's with all these declarations of war lately?" Kaminari furrows his brow at the tension in the room courtesy of Todoroki.
"Hey what's the big deal? Why are you starting a fight all the sudden and right before we get started?" Frowning, Kirishima stands up from his seat placing his hand on his shoulder.
"We're not here to be each other's friends. Don't forget this isn't a team effort." Annoyed, Todoroki dictates scowling, brushing Kirishima off who recoil back sheepish.
"Wait a sec Todoroki. I don't know what's going through your head or why you'll tell me why you think you'll beat me and yeah of course you're better than me. In fact you probably have the most potential out of everyone in the hero course that's why you got in so easily." Earnestly, Midoriya begins furrowing his brow staring at the back of Todoroki's head.
"Midoriya maybe you're being a bit hard on yourself." Strained, Karishma smiles nervously, hands up in surrender trying to stop the two, trying to be peacekeeper between both boys.
"No he's right you guys. All the other courses they're coming at us with everything they've got. We're all going to fight to stand out and I'll be aiming for the top too." Determined, Midoriya tells his classmates.
"Fine." Todoroki huffs brushing him off and leaves him just as the others stand from their seats and head out towards the stadium, the crowd ringing, roaring, raising their voices to the high heaven excitedly. President mic greets the crowd, welcoming and introducing class 1A alongside the other U.A Students.
"Hey! Let's make some noise rapid sports fan! This year we're bringing you the hottest sportiest festival in history guaranteed. I've only got one question before we can start this show, are you ready!? Let me hear you scream as our students make their way onto the big stage! The huge battle where fledglings heroes sharpen their swords once a year! Anyway, these are the guys right? The miraculous new stars who overcame enemy attacks with hearts of steel! Hero course Class 1A!"
"Who knew they'd be so many people?" Meekly, Midoriya whimpers as the rest of class 1-A make it to the ground, presenting themselves towards the people of U.A where Midoriya gapes at the roaring crowd, his body shaking shuddering looking on the verge of fainting.
"What did you expect?" Tiredly, Sayako scowls at him, a hand on her hips, a part of her irritated at the slow motion she has to purposefully walk alongside her classmates, just wanting to sit down and get to the vent, not liking this slow motion one bit.
"I hope we can still give our best performance despite the eyes on us. I suppose it's another aspect of being a hero we have to get used to." Tenya considers.
"President Mic sure talked us up a lot kinda makes me nervous how are you feeling man?" Kirishima turns to Bakugo.
"I'm not worried makes me want to win this thing even more." Determined, Bakugo grins from ear to ear.
"Could you not say that with such a demented look on your face?" Exasperated, Sayako sighs earning a snicker from Kaminari, Kirishima and Sero just as the other classes soon file in from class 1-B, general studies to business studies.
"I get the feeling we're here to make the hero students look better…" General studies sneer at the sight of U.A.
"I can't wait for this to be over with…deflated, another general studies girl remarks." The class members soon line up, ready for whatever comes next or so they thought…
"Why is she here?" Scowling, Sayako shudders whimpering weakling startling a few of their classmates to see the normal cold, confident calculated girl shuddering at the sheer sight of Midnight or to be exact, flinching from the swift slap of her riding crop.
"Now for the introductory speech!" Smoothly, Midnight proclaims to the high heavens, flipping her hair to the side making Sayako scowl.
"Oh, dear god no…" Grimly, she whispers, fear laced in her tone as Ochako stares stunned to see her fierce friend so shaken, a part of her pitying her, she knew her and Midnight had classes together. She would have to go to them sometimes during homeroom but from that sort of reaction, Ochako pities Sayako for having such a reaction towards Midnight, dreading to think what Midnight had done to her.
"This year's chief empire for the first years is the R-rated hero midnight!"
"Oh, you got to be kidding me…pervs, the lot of them." Truthfully, Sayako sneers crossing her arms over her chest disgusted at the people in the crowd gushing over her.
"Someone should talk to miss Midnight about what she's wearing." Worried, Kirishima furrows his brow at the sight of her, a faint ruby red tint to his cheeks. He bows his head shyly at the sight of her hero costume.
"Yeah, that costume should come with a warning." Blushing, Kirishima agrees, nodding his head, relishing it while he can.
"Trust me I tried." Grimly, Sayako winces, glaring to the side.
"Is it really appropriate attire for a high school game?" Scowling, Tokoyami frowns in disapproval at the sight.
"Who knows with her?" Tiredly, Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders.
"Silence everyone!" Firmly, Midnight declares waving her whip about.
"She's enjoying this waay too much…" Sayako notes furrowing her brow at the sight of the woman clearly power hungry.
"As for the student's pledge we have Katsuki Bakuago!" Midnight proclaims making everyone's eyes expand in horror.
"He's the first year rep?!" Shocked, Midoriya gasps.
"We're gonna die." Bluntly, Sayako whispers.
"I guess that hothead did finish first in the entrance." Kirishima sighs.
"We're gonna die." Sayako repeats lowly under her breath unaware of a pair of coal black on her.
"That isn't helping." Mezo places his hand on her shoulder snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Only for the hero course exams…" Snippily, the group jolt up at the cold curt words seeing one of the girls from general studies give them a death glare which she happily returns.
"Oh right…" Nervously, Kaminari smiles. Sayako remains glaring at the girl who glares back that is until she feels her shoulder being squeezed.
"Don't let her get to you." Gently, Shoji tells Sayako who stares still for a moment longer before sighing, slumping her shoulders once more and closing her eyes before returning her attention to Midnight, disregarding the waste of space that was the girl, feeling her hand slide off her.
"That girl obviously hates us…" Kaminari whispers.
"Relax, if she makes it to the second round we can beat the crap out of her." Honestly, Sayako offers.
"Don't say that!" Sero hisses at her.
"And now we've got Bakugo to thank for that." Kaminari grumbles watching on as the blonde makes his way to the front stage standing on the podium before the rest of the first years, dread coursing through those that know Bakuago enough, feeling worry course through the veins of class 1-A.
"I just want to say I'm going to win." Bakuago declares into the microphone just as a still silence filter through before being washed aside by the roaring, screaming, screeching people, yelling, booing, cursing at Katsuki and the rest of class 1-A.
"Why would you say something so disrespectful you're representing us all!" Angrily, Tenya snaps at him, waving his arm up and down practically having a fit from Bakugo's boisterous declaration.
"Iida calm down you're going to do more harm than good." Tiredly, Sayako sighs shaking her head at her friend's antics.
"It's not my fault you're just steppingstones to my victory." Bakugo shrugs further angering the crowd.
"I'm going to crush this overconfident jerk! I can't wait to knock him down to size!" Tetsutetsu roars.
"Is Iida okay?" Ochako leans over to Sayako whispering to her concerned. She furrows her brow at the sight.
"If you mean if he's having a fit then yes. Yes he is." Curtly, Sayako snaps stating the fact of the matter.
"Someone should do something about it." Ochako says only for her eyes to widen when seeing Sayako take out her phone, recording the humorous sight playing out before her making Ochako sweat drop at her friend's first reaction.
"Fine…Iida come on." Tiredly, Sayako sighs placing her hand on his shoulder.
"But he…how…I…" Stumbling, Tenya tries to explain, gawking, gaping…
"I know buddy, I know come on we got the games to focus on." Sayako reminds him lightly patting his shoulder.
"But I…he…" Feebly, Tenya tries to argue, trailing off baffled by it all, the roaring, screaming, screeching crowd easily overpowering his voice making Sayako sigh, grabbing her friend by the back of his collar, dragging him back to reality as they return to the sports festival, to their first event of the festival.
"Without further ado it's time for us to get started!" Merrily, Midnight proclaims to the high heavens.
"U.A really doesn't let us catch our breath huh." Ochako notes.
"Seems not." Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders.
"This is where you begin feeling the pain!" Sadistically, Midnight proclaims licking her lip.
"Yep…she's getting too into this." Sayako sweat drops at the sight, shuddering from her sadistic smirk.
"The first fateful game of the festival. What could it be?" Tadah! Midnight proclaims pointing her crop towards the screen.
"So it's going to be an obstacle course." Midoriya furrows his brow at the sight of the screen.
"All classes will participate in this treacherous contest, run 4 kilometres around the outside of the stadium. I don't like to restrain anyone in this game as long as you don't leave the course, you're free to do whatever your heart desires! Now then take your places contestants!" Proudly, Midnight proclaims to the group as she licks her lips making Sayako shudder from it.
"BEGIN!" Midnight begins just as the lights above the startling line light up causing the U.A Students to come rushing in, bashing, crashing into one another, roaring, yelling, screaming.
"And we're off to a racing start how about some colourful commentary mummy man!" President Mic proclaims turning to his co-host from the commentary box his partner being Aizawa.
"How did you rope me into this?" Glumly, Aizawa complains.
"What should we be paying attention to in the early bits of the race?" Easily, President Mic brushes him off.
"The grouping…" Aizawa answers.
"Hey isn't that one of your kids Aizawa?" Mic points as the camera shifts to a certain blonde watching on from behind as the mob practically stamp on one another, screaming, screeching.
"Sayako Sasaki that's her alright." Aizawa recognises.
"And she's just standing there?" Perplexed, President Mic furrows his brow.
"She's assessing the situation." Smoothly, Aizawa answers watching on as the camera shows her stretching, taking a few steps back.
"Huh?" President Mic queries.
"Just watch." Aizawa sighs exasperated only then for President's Mic's eyes to widen when seeing the girl step back a few feet, growing a distant from the door before taking a starting run and leaping high into the air. She flicks her wrist attaching the fibre line to the end of the doorway, swinging herself inside and through the door, flinging forward.
"Whoa Sasaki has taken the lead!" Mesmerized, Mic hollers, screeching into the microphone gushing over the sight.
"Told you." Aizawa leans back in his seat slumping his shoulders.
"See ya suckers!" Sayako cackles, grinning from ear to ear flying high into the sky over the people gawking gaping at her, the sleeves of the shirt beneath her U.A uniform untangling. She lands making her way through the course just as ice spews out of nowhere, her ears ringing when hearing the students shocked gasps, frozen courtesy of Todoroki. She raises a brow when seeing Todoroki making his way through, her greens meeting his black and blue, but she remains behind him, not wishing for a fight. Not yet anyway.
"Nice trick Todoroki." Surprised, both of them jolt up at Momo's declaration turning behind to see Momo with a long pole spewing out of her open palm, propelling herself forward alongside Bakugo and a few others of class 1-A.
"I won't let you get away so easily you two got that!?" Boisterously, Bakugo yells.
"So relentless...how bothersome." Tutting, Sayako grumbles under her breath, continuing to run, wrapping the loose strand of fabric around her gloved palm, tightly, trying to recover the faint fibres threatening to spew out.
"TARGET AQUIRED!"
"Well…this brings back memoires…!" Startled, Sayako jolts up at the robotic voice alarming her as instincts take over when the bright beam of raw red energy spews out of the robot's eye causing her to roll over avoiding the strike.
"Oh, those robots showed up out of nowhere ooh we're in for a treat! A test on strength and cunning!" President Mic proclaims.
"Yeah no." Sayako stretches her arm out, throwing a faint fibre high into the soaring sky and tugging the fibre forward, propelling herself skywards, leaping high into the air and flipping over the robot, where she lands firmly on the ground, recoiling the fibre back around her glove and darting forward, continuing on her run.
"She just…went over them." Gawking, President Mic whimpers shocked.
"That is what she did yes." Aizawa confirms nodding his head.
"That girl has no hesitation!" In awe, President Mic points out just as Todoroki releases a wave of ice, freezing the robots on sight. They come crumbling down giving him the opening to slide through.
"Dude! He stopped the robots!"
"Between their legs we can get through!"
"Careful now. I froze them while they were off their balance…on purpose." Coolly, Todoroki explains, warning the others as the robot's eyes light up ruby red firing at the remaining students before him. They come crashing down on the students of U.A.
"Amazing those two are ones we should watch it almost seems unfair! Thoughts?" President Mic notes gushing over both Todoroki and Sayako, Todoroki swiftly passing her making Aizawa furrow his brow when noting Sayako slowing down purposefully, perhaps knowing not to mess with him or waiting for the right time to burst…he recognises the cunning jades anywhere, plotting as she runs.
"His attack was both offensive and defensive." Aizawa points out.
"No wonder he was led in on recommendations." President Mic points out.
"They both were." Bored, Aizawa states.
"Really? Now that's new someone refusing recommendation that girl's something else!" Amazed, President Mic beams brightly at the thought.
"So you caught up…" Todoroki furrows his brow at the sight of Sayako and the others.
"Thread girl! Half n' Half bastard!" Boisterously, Bakuago declares to the high heavens glaring at both Sayako and Todoroki sharing a look of disdain towards the class 1-A.
"Hmph. Seems I have a nickname now…don't I feel honoured?" Smirking, Sayako notes amused as the race continues…
"Looks like all the pack leaders are class 1-A at least for now!" President Mic points out.
"It's not that 1-B and the other students are doing poorly it's just…Class 1A have learned not to hesitate. They've seen what the real world is like. They felt the fear of facing villains. Yet they fight on trying to overcome that fear. They've grown all of them and they know they have to act quickly if they want to stay alive." Aizawa explains honestly, sighing.
"For those of you who thought the first obstacle was easy let's see how you feel about the second one? If they want to pass this test, they'll have to get creative!" President Mic proclaims as the students arrive at a mountainous region filled with numerous pillars of ground, standing tall and proud within the empty valley before them where the only thing connecting each pillar and providing a pathway for each student is small strings of some sort, ropes connected to each one which they would transverse through.
"They're kidding right…oh for the love of." Scowling, Sasaki grumbles at the sheer sight of the puzzle before her, watching on. Todoroki darts down, freezing the rope to slide down and make his way towards the end while she herself simply flicks her wrist, attaching the fibre strand over to the ropes not freeze, flinging herself off the ledge swinging herself over to the other side just as her trousers begin loosening into shorts.
"And there Sasaki go how much fibre can that girl spare!?" Stunned, President Mic declares as she slams her feet down on the ground slowly standing watching on. Todoroki makes his way towards the stairs which she follows closely behind.
"Not much from the look of those trousers." Aizawa notes, his brow further furrowed at the sight.
"In the world of heroes it's hard to be noticed without a flashy quirk right eraserhead?" Teasingly, President Mic chuckles smirking from ear to ear as he glances over at Aizawa.
"I don't know what you're talking about idiot." Angrily, Aizawa scowls, his brow twitching at the nerve of his friend.
"My older brother is probably watching I cant let him see me be so foolish for justice!" Proudly, Tenya declares watching on as those in front make their way towards the gate before beginning his own run towards the end of the cavern of sorts.
"Boy does he look foolish!" President mic chuckles at the sight of Tenya, his arms stretches out. He nervously fidgets sliding down the rope, unaware of the crowd chuckling at the sheer sight of the humorous scene.
"The dude in first place is far ahead!" Softly, Kiyoko smiles as she sits down, Hikaru in her lap, the two watching on, Hikaru snickering at the sight of the strange blue boy. Kiyoko sweat drops at the poor boy being humiliated before the whole world. She wears a coal black miniskirt with a pair of ruby red tights, coal black heels matchings her jacket as she has her hair let loose. She winks at one of the vendors causing the vendor to fluster, his face engulfed in ruby red as he happily gives her two hotdogs, passing one over to the happy Hikaru, munching on it as she politely tries to eat hers. Startled, her eyes expand when Hikaru chomps down on the food, ketchup spewing, smearing upon his facial features making her sigh, leaning down to clean up her nephew's mess.
"His quirk is really powerful but it's up to actual athletic talent and keen judgment that's keeping him in place…" She hears one of them men point out munching on her own hotdog.
"Hey that girl isn't far behind him…" She and Hikaru perk up at the mention.
"Yeah, the same with that girl her keen judgment is really good and that speed too! Must be from that quirk of hers!" Smugly, she smirks from the praise while Hikaru giggles, grinning from ear to ear.
"He's talking about sis!" Excitedly, Hikaru tells Kiyoko who giggles and nods her head.
"Still I'm not surprised don't you know who his father is the flame hero Endeavour!" Innocently, Hikaru munches on his food, relishing the messy mustard unaware of Kiyoko's sharp scowl at the name drop.
"Wait for real!? That guy's only second to All Might himself! Everyone will be fighting to have him as a side kick for sure." Seething, she scowls at the sheer sound of his name, her nails digging deep into her bun.
"Hey just me or does that girl look familiar?" One of the men point out alarming them both.
"Yeah, but I can't tell where from!" He sighs as they both share a look of worry.
"Y-You're imagining things!" Quickly, Kiyoko intervenes startling both of the men who blinks baffled by her. She lunges over glaring at them, swiftly silencing them.
"And now we're finally approaching the last obstacle…" President Mic's voice bellows out as Kiyoko sighs leaning into her seat, slumping her shoulders exhausted.
"A minefield you got to be kidding me!" Sayako scowls at the sheer sight of the minefield before them.
"Hmph." Nevertheless, Todoroki brushes it off, darting towards the field, carefully making his way over the minefield.
"Bastard that declaration of war was to the wrong person it should have been me!" Surprised, Sayako's eyes widen when Bakuago brushes past her, darting overusing his explosions to propel him over to Todoroki.
"Wait what!? Why's Sayako waiting this is the final hurdle the last jump and she's just standing there!?" Baffled, President Mic points out, the screen showing Sayako standing, her brow further furrowed at the sight.
"She's waiting for the opportune moment." Tiredly, Aizawa sighs.
"She's going down places! And what's this can our two leaders fight while avoiding the land mines at the same time!?" Excitedly, President Mic proclaims excitedly.
"What's with that huge explosion in the back!? That's way bigger than it should be!" Shocked, President Mic adds, throwing in when seeing a blast of pink puff into the air courtesy of Midoriya having used the slate from the robot he got to trigger the bombs, propelling himself forward catching up with Bakugo and Todoroki.
"Wait is that? And Sayako makes it back to the lead!? But…how!?" Baffled, President Mic gapes stunned when watching the girl flick her wrist, propelling herself forward, twirling over to the end of the land mine, having used the pink smokescreen to conceal herself, having not been noticed until Mic pointed it out making Sayako scowl, sweat dropping, giving the nearest camera a dirty look at the sneaky snitch.
"Easy she used the landmines smokescreen to conceal herself, hiding her away from the lead giving her the perfect opportunity to make it back." Aizawa adds in unfazed as she grumbles when the trio turn to glare at her all except Midoriya as the two boys try to go after her.
"Eraserhead your students are amazing what the hell are you teaching them!?" Mic ask him.
"This has nothing to do with me." Proudly, Aizawa confesses modestly as the trio of boys and Sayako make it to the final run, where Sayako springs over. She makes it back into the stadium, her eyes widen when seeing a blur of green as she comes crashing down, feeling the fibres coiling around her loosen, causing dread to course through her as she trips, narrowly escaping the thread falling through.
"That's amazing but...are we allowed to show that on TV?" Uncertain, President Mic questions once Midoriya is announced the winner as the camera shifts to the shivering, shaking Sayako, crouched down, her arms coiled around her form as she tries to keep it all together.
"I have no idea…" Honestly, Aizawa confesses, furrowing his brow at the sight of the teary-eyed girl, covering every aspect of herself possible, her head down in shame over her quirk despite making it towards the next round.