Todoroki Shoto didn't have many pleasures in life. He enjoyed traditional Japanese literature, pissing off his Father, eating cold soba, but most of all, he loved Weiss Schnee's music. At first, he had simply dismissed her as the latest trend, a bratty idol that everyone would forget in a year or so. Then Fuyumi forced him to watch the live stream of the White Concert, which changed him. Her music touched his very soul, it was as if she was speaking to him. He spent the rest of the day listening to This Life is Mine, rewatching the concert clip over and over again. Whenever Father decided to stay over at home instead of sleeping at his agency, Shoto would make sure the volume was loud enough to shake the foundations of their house.

The fact that the Weiss Schnee ended up in the same hero course as him made Shoto feel butterflies in his stomach. Still, he was here to become a hero, not ogle over the amazing singer. He would surpass his Father, surpass All Might and become the World's Number One hero just by using his ice. Once he did that, Shoto could finally allow himself to be happy by spitting his Father's dream of a legacy.

Staring at the large holographic screen in front of him, Shoto found himself standing next to Jirou, who watched nervously. She seemed familiar with her earjack like earlobes. Shoto gave her a side-glance, when his eyes widened. He had seen her before, multiple times.

"You're her bassist aren't you?" Shoto found the words leaving his mouth before he could stop himself. His eyes drifted back to the screen. Kirishima and Ojiro were barely on the second floor, scrambling as they searched door by door. It reeked of inefficiency.

Jirou's head turned so fast, she looked like she snapped her neck. "Wha-How did you even?..." She gave their fellow classmates a glance before giving him a glare.

"Don't say that out loud." Jirou hissed as she turned her attention back to the screen. Schnee was now standing at the end of a hallway that led to the third floor where the fake nuke was hidden.

"Why-" Shoto's question was interrupted by the sound of the building's microphones picking up someone's voice.

"Does it feel good? Knowing that you tried…"

Shoto knew that voice! His eyes darted to the smaller screen that was focused on Schnee. She was inspecting her blade as she sang the slow and creepy song. Kirishima and Ojiro seemed spooked, but they started heading in her direction.

"What's she doing?!" Sero, the student that could shoot some type of tape out of his elbows, said. "She's leading them straight towards her!"

"...knowing that remains is a slow and brutal death…"

Now that was a rather creepy song. Shoto didn't remember any of her songs that were this eerie, and she had quite a few that dealt with mature topics. Shoto's eyes darted to the hero team. They both seemed unnerved, but they pressed onwards as they avoided several purple balls.

"She's using psychological warfare." Yaoyorozu said, her finger on her chin as she stared at the screen. "Using the environment and the song's lyrics, she's trying to catch them off guard."

"She's leading them straight into a trap…" Jirou said softly, her eyes still focused on the screen. Perhaps she was, but even with her quirk, Shoto doubted that the Idol could fight a two on one battle and win. Mineta was still recovering in the bomb room so she wouldn't have any reinforcements anytime soon, unless she was just trying to stall them until time ran out.

"..of the fools that will die in vain…"

Kirishima and Ojiro turned the corner, freezing in place as they caught sight of the smaller singer in the purple ball filled hallway. Kirishima raised his arms defensively, and Ojiro's tail swung from side to side, his arms also held in front of him. Shoto couldn't see their faces due to the camera's angle, but Schnee's was on clear display.

"How does it feel knowing that all of your efforts will fail?" Schnee flashed them an evil smirk as a snowflake appeared behind her. Suddenly, she launched herself forward, blade first.

Shoto couldn't look away.

Eijiro went into this exercise thinking it was going to be evenly matched, with his and Ojiro's skill in hand-to-hand combat, and being able to overpower the smaller villain despite her strong quirk. He had never been more wrong. Schnee was fast, way faster than Ojiro and himself. Not even a second later, Eijiro was on the defensive, using his hardened arms to try to block any strikes from Schnee's blade. A slash came from the left, causing Eijiro to meet the blade with his hardening. Schnee backed off at the last second, casually avoiding a swing from Ojiro's tail.

"Mmhmmhmmm." Schnee started to hum as she eyed the both of them. "You pesky heroes are starting to annoy me."

"Good-" Eijiro started to say when Schnee formed a snowflake beneath her, sliding straight towards him, blade pointed forward, still humming under her breath. Forming another snowflake, she jumped towards Ojiro, her sword forcing him to jump backwards.

She changed directions by jumping on another snowflake. Eijiro grinned and cocked his fist for a haymaker, when Schnee dodged at the last second, her sword slashing his hardened rocklike skin.

"Gah-" Eijiro's eyes widened as he felt the sword draw blood. Schnee pressed onwards, thrusting her blade rapidly forcing him backwards, each step bringing him pain as the blade barely pierced his skin. Ojiro jumped, flipping backwards as he got enough momentum to swing his tail down onto her, when she suddenly swung her right arm, her gauntlet counter striking his tail with a thud. Scrambling to his feet, the two heroes now surrounded the 'villain'.

"Go after the bomb! I'll hold her off!" Eijiro shouted as he hardened his scraped skin. She wasn't even trying judging by her swings and thrust! Ojiro hesitated for a second before nodding, running towards the stairs. Eijiro turned towards Schnee, raising his fist once again. "It's just me and you now."

Schnee sighed and flipped her white ponytail. "Oh no…whatever shall I do.." She charged towards him, swinging and thrusting with enough force to scrape his skin. Taking a step backwards, Eijiro immediately noticed his mistake when his back was against the wall. Damn it! He was so focused on Schnee, he forgot to look around his surroundings.

Mineta's balls were now stuck to him, while Schnee hadn't even touched the ground as she floated on a glyph. Struggling against the purple balls held on his back and feet, Eijiro could do nothing as Schnee turned to leave. She angled her head slightly. "I would say this was enjoyable, but that would be a lie."

She formed another snowflake, launching herself in the direction Ojiro went, singing as she went.

"All that you've built will be torn down, the hope of your people assailed."

"She's so manly.."

Ojiro ran as fast as he could. The only sound that filled his ears in the darkness was the sound of his footsteps as he ran up the stairs, and the haunting singing of Schnee.

"Form your armies, dream your dreams, make your plans and plot your schemes…"

She was gaining on him! He needed to find the bomb and capture it. Mineta should be around here somewhere, but Ojiro doubted that the smaller purple boy would be much of a threat despite his balls. Slamming through the door that led to the third floor in an explosion of splinters, Ojiro carefully dodged the purple balls that were attached behind it.

One of them stuck to the back of his gi. He would have to be careful with how he proceeded from now on.

"Send your fighters one and all…"

The way to the nuke was an obvious one, it had the most amount of balls guarding it, placed randomly along the floors and walls. Carefully jumping over and avoiding several balls, Ojiro wondered how Kirishima was doing. Did Schnee injure him badly? There was a bit of blood thanks to her sword, thankfully she hadn't swung her blade towards him or his tail oh-

She didn't use her sword against him, only waving it threatenly, or pulling away at the last second. Shaking the thoughts out of his head, Ojiro swung his tail against the door, causing a thud to sound out. What? That should have broken it! She was getting closer!

"Then in battle…"

Another strike caused a few splinters to go flying, but it didn't budge. The hairs on his tail and arms stood on end as the eerie song drew closer.

"Watch…"

Feeling his breath start to quicken, and forcing himself to take a deep breath, Ojiro slammed the door as hard as he could with his tail. Finally causing it to open, revealing a large nuke made out of paper mache. Suddenly, he fell to his side when a blur of purple struck his tail, causing Ojiro to lose his balance.

"Fall!"

The small blur of purple threw waves upon waves of purple balls towards Ojiro, causing him to raise his hands to protect his face. Sticking to his skin and gi, Ojiro took a step backwards when he felt a blade press against his exposed neck, not covered by Mineta's balls.

"Surrender 'hero'." Schnee's sharp voice said. "Good job Mineta."

Ojiro raised his hands slowly, the small purple boy appearing in his vision right in front of him, with blood slightly pouring from his scalp. "I surrender." There was no way out of this.

"Thank you, my Queen." Mineta groaned as he collapsed on the floor. Ojiro fell to his knees, the shiver never leaving his spine. That was way too close, even for a training exercise. The intercoms then came to life.

"Uhhh, villains win?"

A/N

As you might have noticed, I'm still learning how to write fight scenes, but I'll get better. I hope it was passable. Time to start the new arc with a win! That can only mean one thing.

USJ time is near, and I can't wait to see what happens next.

Omake of the day:

Mineta: Did someone get the number of that car?

Weiss: That was me you imbecile

Kirishima: So manly…