"Here is it folks who will win and go against Bakuago? Will it be Todoroki from class 1-A, who had quite the hot-streak since or will it be the seamstress herself, Sayako Sashiko from hero course class 1-A? Let's find out!" Boisterously, President Mic proclaims to the high heavens excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.
"Don't think I'll go easy on you if you really are who I think you are. I can't hold back. Especially since my old man is watching." Todoroki tells Sayako who simply stared bored.
"You know with how much you talk about your dad you sound more like you are obsessed with him." Smirking, Sayako checks her nails making Todoroki's blue hue twitch.
"This is going to be hard for Sayako…" Worried, Jiro furrows her brow at the thought.
"That is if Todoroki uses his flames…" Tsuyu notes.
"Both of them are at the top of the class when it comes to fighting…" Momo points out.
"Todoroki's ice can be just as deadly." Bitterly, Sero shudders, his arms crossed over his chest at the memory.
"BEGIN!" President Mic declares.
"It's best to end this quickly." Swiftly, Shoto slams his snow-white boot to the floor as the next thing the crowd knows, a wave of white engulfs the stadium, the screen everyone.
"WHOA! TODOROKI GIVES OUT A KILLER ATTACK WITH ICE, THE ENTIRE FIELD LOOKS LIKE A WINTER WONDERLAND!" President Mic bellows shocked leaning back in his seat when seeing the sharp spear of ice teasingly touching the box window of the commentary box.
"This one seems more controlled this time." Midoriya points out furrowing his brow.
"Question is whether Sayako dodged in time," Aizawa exclaims monotone.
"Dodged? She couldn't have dodged that seems we got another nice try on our hands…" Haughtily, President Mic cackle at the thought unaware of Sero flinching from the memory.
It's over…that fast?" Disappointed, Jiro furrows her brow.
"It would seem so…" Sadly, Momo mutters.
"Look closer idiots!" Boisterously, Bakugo yells startling the group who turn to look down.
"Huh?" Midoriya whispers shocked.
"No way…" Tenya utters, his blues widening when seeing the ice-encased stage.
"She isn't in the ice!?" Midoriya gasps as there crouching is a stoic Sayako, knelt down on the tip of the eye glaring down at Todoroki who stares stunned.
"How did she avoid that? That's impossible. Unless…" Todoroki's ice blue narrows when noting the faint dimming glow of Sayako's eye no longer green but blue.
"How did she even avoid that? That's an inhuman reaction rate! Could it be a quirk at play!?" Mic theorizes.
"Another quirk!?" Stunned, Midoriya and the other's eyes widen when seeing her blue hue.
"That eye... it was the same one I saw at USJ!" Midoriya recognizes.
"It would seem so…" Aizawa confirms.
"What!? Did you know about this quirk?" Mic turns to Aizawa.
"Not really no she didn't put it on her application." Annoyed, Aizawa furrows his brow when looking at her file.
"What's up with that!?" Mic bellows stunned.
"So you're like me," Todoroki concludes.
"To some degree yes but I don't hold back because I'm not a coward." Sayako scowls.
"A coward? You try having Endeavor as your father." Bitterly, Todoroki seethes.
"At least he's here, at least he acknowledges you, at least he shows some degree of interest in your life!" Roaring, she screeches at him poison laced in her tone, genuine malice marred into her features taking Todoroki aback as he scowls, slamming his foot down, trying to break the pillar of ice she sits upon only for her to dive down, using her threads to coil around the ice, swinging herself down on the floor for Todoroki to slam his foot down, icicles spewing out in her direction but she darts to the side, leaping high in the air and twitching. Todoroki dishes out ice after ice.
"Whoa was that a triple axel!" Stunned, Jiro recognizes stunned at the slick skill of Sayako skating about the arena.
"She's skating?" Shocked, Tenya utters.
"Whoa ho seems we've got an ice skater in our midst nothing wrong with the fan of the arts eh Eraserhead?" Teasingly, Mic turns to him.
"Although her quirk is useful it isn't powerful, Sashiko knows this. So she uses the momentum her fibres can give her to make it more powerful hence her fighting style. She's tried to have her style make sure to keep said momentum to make her strikes more powerful." Aizawa explains.
"Huh, I didn't think of Sayako being that sort of girl," Sero confesses.
"I could see it," Mineta exclaims.
"You could?" Tsuyu raises a brow at Mineta.
"Have you seen how flexible she is!? Just imagine the pos-" Mineta points out surprising a few of the girls only to see the brief blush upon his glares.
"Perv!" Jiro stabs her earphone into Mineta's skull making him cry out uncle but it falls to deaf ears.
"But why? She trying to show off or…?" Lost, Mic questions quirking his head to the side.
"She's trying to keep momentum." Aizawa answers.
"Come on Todoroki you and I both know it, you'll freeze up if you don't use your flames." Smirking, Sayako calls out noting his fidgeting form seeing the icy blue stains upon his skin as he too notes a few icy blues marred upon her bare hands, her sleeves having been used as she skids, swinging herself about the place using her strings, flipping herself over some shards of ice as he continues his assault of ice.
"Tch…" Pained, he falters from the ice gnawing at him, cradling his throbbing trembling arm, icy marred upon his arm.
"Todoroki I know of your past and I know of your goal but don't you think you're letting him win? Letting him push you down letting him squander your potential?" Scowling, Sayako calls out to him.
"I will be a hero using my ice!" Proudly, he proclaims fury laced in his tone.
"And look where that is getting you? These wild acts of your ice of what you did to Sero what if that was a civilian. What if that happened in the real world? Those pieces of ice would have impaled someone pieces of the ice would have come crashing down on civilians. That is not the actions of a hero, a hero's priority to rescue those in need of helping, of keeping lives alive. You speak of how you hate your father Todoroki for the type of hero that he is not caring for collateral damage let me ask you this, how are you any better? How are you any better if you follow that same path with your ice?!" Intensely, she explains to Todoroki whose eyes dilate in shock, a look of feral fear upon his facial features.
"I…you know nothing!" Todoroki snarls seething, baring his teeth at her.
"I know more than you'd think." Bitterly, she sneers.
"What would you know?" He charges her making her jade hue twitch.
"What would I know? I know this, you're not special Todoroki everyone has their baggage, me, you everyone in this stadium but that isn't what matters. The past shouldn't hold us back, you shouldn't squander your potential over the past. I may not know about it all but I know this a hero is someone who looks out for every person no matter how horrible, how rude, how disillusioned they are with society is our duty to save them and I refuse to let the past affect me!" Proudly, Sayako declares fury laced in her tone, glaring daggers at him.
"You like your quirk this side of me is his, it's his side my unbearable side." Pained, Todoroki places his hand on his burnt eye only making Sayako scowl.
"Oh shut up already! You're not special Todoroki. Your quirk isn't special, your story isn't special so stop putting yourself on this podium of pain, don't act as if people can't understand your struggles. Everyone struggles that's life. Someone out there is stronger than you, someone out there has an ice quirk, someone out there has a fire quirk. You're not the only one suffering so stop making this match about you, stop making this festival about you, this is about all of us, about us all making a mark on this world about becoming a hero. That's what you want to be don't you?" Fed up, she snaps at him taking him back, his eyes expanding when hearing her words, stretching her hands out.
"I want to be a hero without using this quirk, you would never understand…" Pained, he glares down at his fist.
"Dude I detest this quirk. I hate my quirk, this quirk of mine that everyone praises I got it from someone I despise, I hate, I loathe. While you burn people with your flames, I burn them with my fibres, while you freeze people, I can paralyze them. I can cut off limbs if I so wanted, I could...hang someone…" Pained, Sayako falters briefly from her words, slamming her eyes shut pushing the image of static aside trying to compose herself, regain her momentum.
"But you know what? I refuse, I won't give him the satisfaction of that. I won't let him control me, I refuse to let him affect me like that, I won't let him win. The person who gave me this quirk is the scum of the earth. But I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing me be affected by him because this quirk is my power, just like your fire is. It isn't his, it's your own, it's your own gift, not his!" Pained, Sayako confesses to her, sorrow laced in her tone, glaring at him, a glassy tint to her hues.
"My…gift?" Shocked, Todoroki stares down at his fist.
"Yes now show me it, show me why you should be a hero! You want to be one? Don't you? What do you want Todoroki?" Sayako demands from him, skidding over to him, reeling her fist back.
"I…I want to be a hero!" Todoroki declares as flames spew out of his body making Sayako smirk.
"That's it…!" Smirking, she slides back, a smug smirk upon her lips as a heavy layer of steam spews out into the open air clouding the camera screen.
"WHOA AND NOW WE HAVE THE RETURN OF TODOROKI'S FIRE!" In awe, President Mic gushes, beaming brightly at the sight.
"What is…?" Stunned, Kaminari mutters.
"Whoa! The whole stadium has been enveloped in steam no! How am I meant to commentate if I can't see the action!?" Annoyed, President Mic declares.
"Argh!" Todoroki hisses when they notice the slink shadowy form sliding in, striking at Todoroki. He slams his fist down on her, flame-spewing out making her hiss, cradling her bloodied arm, crimson spewing out.
"She's using the steam as a smokescreen," Midoriya notes out.
"Amazing! That's ingenious!" In awe, Tenya praises amazed.
"You may think you've outwitted me but there is one thing you forgot to take account for…" Todoroki points out.
"Her eye," Bakugo whispers.
"Her eye?" Kirishima exclaims shocked.
"She's been using it since the entire match," Midoriya exclaims.
"Your eye is predicting the direction of my ice," Todoroki calls out as briefly, she winces when feeling a sharp sting causing her to stagger slightly.
"Oh, what's going on!? Sayako's slipped!" President Mic points out as Sayako slips on the ice from the sudden sharp tremor in her temple making her hiss as she crashes into a pillar of ice, a ruby red river descends down from her eye and temple, her sclera now a pinkish hue as slumps slightly, trying to get some sort of stability.
"Look at you catching on…" Weakly, Sayako smiles wincing.
"What's happening?" Lost, Jiro furrows his brow.
"Sayako used too much pressure on her quirk." Grimly, Midoriya tells them.
"What do you mean?" Ojiro questions him.
"Think about it her eye is connected to her brain due to the amount of pressure she's put her brain through with relaying messages the pressure got to her limit so it's messing with the signals in her brain," Midoriya explains making the other's eyes expand at the thought.
"What?!" Horrified, Mina gawks at the news.
"That's the drawback of having that sort of quirk it can cause serious damage sometimes short term but most times long term if not trained properly…" Bakugo throws in surprising the others when seeing him place his hand on his arm.
"So the messages in her brain are getting messed up." Momo furrows her brow at the thought.
"Most likely…" Midoriya nods his head.
"That must be terrifying…" Jiro notes making the others grimace at the thought.
"It must be straining you now, you barely used it during the USJ attack before it bled. To make an improvement in such a short amount of time is surprising." Todoroki gives her that seeing her head sway slightly from left to right.
"I had some training." Stubbornly, she grits her teeth together, slamming her eyelids shut as she tries to use the ice to stable her, her hands shaking trembling, leaning into the icy as small marks of icy blue marred upon her arm.
"Not enough." Todoroki reels his fist enveloped in flames at her.
"Todoroki has set her on fire!? That's not very hero-like!" President Mic points out.
"Sayako!" The others call out concerned.
"I thought as much." Smoothly, Sayako points out unfazed.
"Whoa, would you look at that!?" Sayako used Todoroki's shoulder to flip herself away from the flames
"She may have saved herself but not entirely…" Aizawa points out as Sayako comes crashing down into the water, the entire left side of her short burnt to a crisp revealing her coal-black crop top and burns.
"Boobies!" Mineta wails joyous only to cry out as Jiro slams her earphone into his head once more making him cry out as the others watch Sayako slide about trying to find stability only to descend down on the ass, making her hiss trying to stand, trying to find some sort of balance but failing feebly.
"Oh my god…is that?" Shocked, Mina gasps when her exposed shoulder sees the ruby red descending down the patches of ice blue.
"Frostbite. I've been trained when it comes to handling the cold but you…? With all those layers on you, I doubt it. Do you give up? Hey, you listening…" Shoto recognizes approaching the girl who curls in on herself, her hand flat on her chest confusing many others when receiving no snippy snappy remark, even Toshinori leans over when noting the strange silence from the loudmouth.
"Something isn't right…" Mezo furrows his brow at the scene before him.
"Sayako? Sayako?" Todoroki calls out to her shaking her only for he himself to flinch back alarmed by the sheer coldness emitting from her.
"Sayako can you continue the fight? Sayako? Quick someone get a stretcher!" Midnight rushes over to the girl, concern laced in her tone, her icy blues widening when she places her hand on the girls burning temple only to recoil it back in shock at the sheer icy nature of her temple, turning to call for help.
"What's happening?" Lost, Kirishima furrows his brow.
"The frost bite's finally gotten to her," Mineta exclaims.
"Frostbite!?" The others gawk at Mineta.
"Think about it guys due to her threads loosening she was skidding around the ice in that skimpy attire it's only natural for that to happen," Mineta explains to them shocking many eyeing the grapefruit hero.
"I think that's the smartest thing you've ever said, Mineta." Mystified, Jiro tells him, for once in her life complimenting the perv.
"When it comes to skimpy attire I know all!" Proudly, Mineta declares only to cry out in shock as Jiro stabs her earphone into the side of his head once more.
"Oh my god…" Mina whispers horrified when watching Kazz place his hands firmly on his daughter's chest performing CPR. Todoroki furrows his brow, a brief sharp sting of guilt hitting him when seeing her frantic features noting the stern strict features of Kazz trying to be professional. But even he can see the mask faltering when it comes to his daughter thrashing from side to side, a ruby red tint to her cheeks, breathing out smokescreens of snow-white as he tries to perform CPR but when he places his ear to her chest. He notes the glassy hues in Kazz's eyes, genuine fear, genuine panic, genuine horror being placed upon her features.
"Get a stretcher fast! Sayako, can you hear me? Come on sweetie it's dad…" Pleadingly, Kazz begs to his little girl, his voice cracking briefly before he reinforces it, steeling himself, trying to get something out of the distressed child.
"I can help…" Todoroki steps forward his flames blazing alarming, alerting Kazz who brings his daughter closer to his chest protectively.
"Apologies Todoroki but no. Your flame may be too intense for her." Kazz tells him, standing up.
"But…" Todoroki begins a brief pang of shame hitting him at the sight of the girl.
"A sudden spike of heat could harm her body please leave this to me." Kazz requests from him.
"Kazz…can Sayako fight?" Midnight calls out making Kazz glare.
"What do you think? Nemuri. Ambulance now!" Angrily, Kazz snaps at Midnight startling a few while others stare pitifully at the man whose grip tightens around his daughter.
"All right." Midnight nods her head, turning on her heel to go get aid. Frowning, Todoroki watches on as Kazz removes his doctor's jacket, draping it over the huffing Sayako, heaving, whimpering, beads of sweat sliding down.
Kazz leans down, wrapping his arms around her shuddering shaking form, ignoring the brief sharp slap he receives from the sheer touch of his daughter, picking her small thin lanky form with ease. Kazz darts out of the stadium, holding her daughter bridal style, taking her out as the ambulance is called.
*What did you think of the match guys? Of Sayako?*