Chapter 2 Boiz!
Just want to put you all on notice, I dunno if I am going to be updating frequently on this. I have pre-written work, but I want to take this slow so it doesn't end up like "The Sage of the Wild". I am sorry if that inflicts negative emotions upon you, but thats just how it will have to be for now.
Anyway, Welcome to Chapter Two! The Entrance Exam!
Time Skip no Jutsu!
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"Examinee's, please move to your designated testing zones. A, B, C, D, E."
An intercom huh? You would have thought that perky sonic dude would have been enough…that guy was just annoying. Your trying to hype up a briefing…it's like trying to open presents at a funeral, have some awareness.
We assembled in front of these massive pair of metal doors, and I stood behind everyone. There were still people coming in, so I figured there was still time before I had to jockey for my space at the front. I set about with some basic stretches. My body warmed up pretty quick, sure, but a pulled muscle is a pulled muscle.
As I was stretching, a few familiar faces walked by…the nervous wreck, and the rigid robot.
Jeez, if that kid was shaking any more he would untie his shoes from vibration alone…and that other guy, wow, did the broomstick they shoved up his ass break on the way out or what? They seemed to be ignoring each other, but it was like they were both watching each other anyway. One trying to stay out of the other's way and the first trying to police the poor guy…damn.
I watched them suddenly go into a conversation, and I just sighed, standing up and heading towards them. I'm all for guidance, but there is a point where your just being a prick…I don't like bullies.
I was almost to them, when the gates suddenly started opening.
Change of plan.
I ran forward, sprinting past the confused looks as I jammed my headphones on, hitting the play button on repeat as I ran right in. It was loud, and the beat had my heart through the roof the moment it started playing, a steady beat ready to rumble.
Go…GO…GOOO!
I felt the ground shake as the group pursued me, but I didn't care at that point.
I would intercept first.
Time to start with a bang.
"C'MON THEN YOU HEAPS OF SCRAP!" I roared, and then bellowed a deep battle cry. I charged them, my veins bulging as my quirk took over. A squad of six rolled out of a nearby building, and charged me. I leapt at them, staying low to the ground and taking them in my stride. The first one tried to grab me with a grapple, and I let it. I used its own grip to propel myself closer, and I delivered a strong kick to its middle section. Its torso blew off like a cap of a bottle of Champaign, its arm still holding onto me from the speed it was torn off. I yanked it off, before using it like a club, swinging it directly into the head of the next that came in as back up. Its head was forcefully propelled inside its own chest plate, and it fell in a heap at the severing of its computing unit. I threw my club at the third, aiming low for its center of balance as it glanced off, altering its course slightly.
Perfect.
I close-lined it at full speed, its body doing a backflip behind me as its head soared into the air. The last three attacked me together, aiming at three different targets…interesting, so they can strategize on the fly.
WHO CARES!
"TOO SLOW!" I grinned, darting to the left, and roundhouse kicking the first robot.
3 for 1, as each colliding with eachother, and slammed into a nearby building wall…perfectly lined up. I lunged forward, fist cocked and glee in my eyes.
I heard a beep from my wrist, and I grinned savagely "120!" I called, punching the robot straight in the chest. I dented it severely, and I followed up immediately with a second, puncturing straight through. I kept at it in rapid punches, and with the 6th punch, I hit the wall.
The robots were finished.
I grabbed a head, and ripped it off, and staring into the lenses.
Camera, interesting, I knew there was more to it than just search and destroy…these examiners are looking for something specific.
I ran back into the main street, seeing the rest of the students already laying waste to their first kills, and I pushed right through, unashamedly stealing a point or two if they were in my way. I was heading for the large area, the square. That would be the ideal area to attract large numbers, and let loose a little.
Collateral was an issue when buildings could fall…but in the open…I could really shine.
I held onto the head of the robot I defeated and ran amongst them, noticing as a few turned their heads.
Beacons to keep track of one another…follow me little ducklings!
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The first 5 minutes and 40 seconds were great. I even reached 160 and didn't have to worry about anyone. Robots were charging me left and right, a few other examinee's stopping to watch as I started to build a ring of scrapped parts. I didn't even know how many points I had, I just kept hitting, kept defending, kept breaking. Parts flew like confetti as I laid waste to the teams that just kept coming after me, I barely had a moment to count, let alone stop and think.
Especially since they seemed to get smarter the longer the battle went on. A one pointer had been steadily circling me as I fought, and, the other robots were wising up. Attacking in teams of three, two in front and one behind. They were trying to disorientate me, get in my blind spot as it was obvious my combat abilities were supreme to their numbers. My actual kills were decreasing as well, as they were waiting before attacking every time.
I was starting to grow impatient, and I was closing in on 165, before a large boom echoed. The robots all around me suddenly fled, and I felt my eyes swivel as a supersized deluxe robot rose up from the city floor, and steamrolled the main street.
The zero huh? Everyone's probably running…might as well get more points!
I charged after the tail end of my robot, abandoning my little arena and charging. The bot was heading straight, straight away from me…this would be a piece of cake! I dodged and weaved falling debris, navigating torn streets, and I finally caught it at the foot of the titanic bot. I quickly harvested it, before another boom had me wide eyed.
That shaking nervous wreck…was as strong as me! The robot's face caved like a cardboard box, and the robot crunched backwards onto its back wheels from the blow…damn...what a way to debut…wait…
What the fuck is wrong with his arms! Their fucked.
The boy fell, screaming in defiance, and I sprinted forward. Should I jump? I'll impart more force that way, and he already is severely damaged…but I can't let him hit the ground, he'll die!
My problem was solved for me. A girl floated up from the rubble, and slapped him across the face, making him levitate just in time. I sighed in relief, glad someone didn't die on their first day. I was about to go back and get some more points, when the robot groaned.
And then started to fall forward.
The sky disappeared as a growing cloud of smoke wafted from behind it, several mini explosions going off as it collapsed in on itself as its systems failed. I started moving forward, going for the intercept, when two people blasted past me.
Broom stick…and a +1!? Why! Get them out of there, not bring more people in!
I watched as Stick dropped off the +1, and then tried to leave.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!
With a boom of strength, my rage reignited, I blurred inside, and let my body carry out its orders.
I grabbed Stick by the back of his collar, and hurled him straight out of the danger zone. He soared so fast I don't know if he hit the ground or a building first, but that wasn't my primary concern at this point!
I grabbed the plus one, and tried to throw him, when I noticed something.
His skin was hard…was he trying to SHEILD THEM!? IS HE AN IDIOT!?
"You fucking IDIOTS!" I screamed in absolute fury, and hoisted up Harden-guy by the front of his shirt and his stomach, and held him above me, setting into a stance and standing over the injured boy and girl.
The robot landed harshly ontop of me, and the boy above let out stifled grunts of pain, but I ignored them.
"WHEN I GET YOU OUT OF HERE, WE ARE GONNA TALK! FUCK THIS FUCKING EXAM!" I roared, and sank to a knee as the robot fully settled its massive weight on top of us...on me.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" I roared, and I hit 170. My eyes glowed a bright red, and my hair lit up like a torch, crimson over taking my lazy brown. I shifted, struggling under the weight. As if I was going to die without giving these guys a piece of my mind! The idiots! What MORON thought it was a good idea to set upcamp under falling debris! They want to be heroes! THEIR A MOCKERY OF INTELLIGENT HUMAN BEINGS!
I twitched sporadically, holding this massive robot above my head using the plus one, Harden, like a hot mit, and I just grunted at the kids below me, who were looking at me in awe, shock, and wonder.
"MOVE!" I screamed at them, and they both flinched. I pushed up, giving another battle cry, and I gained ground, I was in a squat, before I was standing again, and I let Harden wrest on my shoulders. Still using him like a hotmit against the giant bot above.
175.
"HURRY UP YOU IDIOTS! IF I GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE YOU I'M GOING TO BOOT YOU OUT MYSELF!"
"I…I can't hold…much longer." The kid above me grunted, and I growled in absolute wrath.
…inadequate idiots…whiners…charging in without an exit strategy, becoming the problem…and now I have to save them!
180.
I shifted my hands, grunting the whole way, and I managed to pry the boy out of the way. He fell to the floor, panting with exhaustion, sweat gleaming off him.
"IF YOU GOING TO NAP HERE, HARDEN YOUR ASS!"
I didn't give him much warning.
With a sharp punt, he skipped across the uneven terrain like a stone, probably breaking a few bones on the way, but it was that, or his life.
Steam started to pour off me, and my eyes started to flare to a whole new level. My skin was already burning from the temperature of the failing robot above me, but I was losing it…I could feel it, I couldn't stop it. My thoughts just kept loosing focus…just a deep roaring telling me to just RAGE.
I started slowly walking forward, shimmying down this long walk, and I was getting angrier with every step. I was snarling like a monster, a bit of drool dripping form my chin, before my breath hitched, a single thought penetrating through the fog.
They are probably watching.
A grin wormed its way onto my features, and I remembered.
That's right! UA is watching right now! I can stand out! I needed this! C'mon!
I tripped.
Yep…I did that.
I fell, straight to a knee, and I nearly let myself get squashed. I heard a loud gasp of the people outside, watching me.
This is it.
I need to stand up.
C'mon…Stand!
STAND.
SHOW THEM I CAN BE A HERO!
I felt a rage stand up, before a desperate seed planted itself in my stomach, and I resorted to it…Hatred. Memories started to surface, bubbling slowly like tar to the top of my mind.
I'm sorry, but I don't think a Hero is something you can be…your Quirk…it scares people.
Monster! Control yourself!
I'm sorry son…it's just not something you can do.
Stick to what your good at! Staying away!
I rose again, my skin turning a slight red as I stood up. DON'T TELL ME WHAT I AM!
Honey…its ok…I believe in you.
190.
I dropped an arm, moving so fast I didn't even notice the robot shift its weight onto only one of my arms. It swept it low, before delivering a savage uppercut straight into the weight above me. It recoiled, gaining elevation, but was soon halted by the rest of its body that it was still attached to. I launched forward, the earth cracking as I pushed off and I sped right through, the body finally crashing into the earth with a bang that made its previous arrival look like a party popper. A large explosion went off in its chest cavity, and fire billowed out of its neck joint for a few seconds before settling for spewing smoke and embers.
I skidded to a stop, halting directly in the center of the street, my blazing form in full glory. My reddening skin now full purple with a reddish tint, my crimson hair and eyes glowing like suns and waving in the wind…my shirt had fallen off, my pants close to falling themselves, and I glistened in the sun like polished obsidian. The street was silent, the countdown stopped long ago, and I fell to a knee…I was tired…that was new…maybe it was because I didn't fall into a rage? Blood was steadily leaking from my hands and legs, but I didn't even pay it attention…I had some shit to do.
I glared back at the four that ran in like idiots, and they flinched. I met their eyes, each one of them. I pushed off, walking forward slowly, and standing over them. Stick definitely had a broken arm, probably from trying to break his sudden flight. Harden looked ok, if not for the red ass, and the girl looked ok, though her leg looked to be in bad shape.
And Nervous Wreck was absolutely shattered. Only one arm wasn't black and blue…and bent in several different directions.
"You guys owe me for this." I said, pants of exhaustion giving way as my body powered down, my anger dissipating at their safety…I managed to save them…yes…I did it.
Fuck I'm tired.
They didn't respond, but I knew they got the message. I grunted, gathering up the Nervous Wreck, and hauling him to the entrance we came in. I staggered, my form losing its brilliance as my heart rate started to crash, falling fast.
160
120
90
I sank to my knees, managing to keep Nervous off the ground, and I looked up to see a short woman with a large syringe in her hand.
"Get him first…he's pretty fucked up..." I said, and I fell over sideways, landing on my back and feeling my strength vanish. I heard a few muffled whispers around me.
That guy was insane!
That was some serious strength!
Speed too!
Who the hell is he?!
Is he ok?
I exhaled deeply, breathing out the last of my internal flame and letting the fatigue wash over me…man, I would pass out if it wasn't for all this damned smoke. It's fucking rank.
I reached 190, and I didn't lose control…I knew it.
This is where I'm meant to be…I can be a Hero.
Mom…I'll do you proud…I'm sure you're watching…from above.
Watch me.
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And there we have it! The End of the Exam. What do you guys think? IT should be pretty clear that he didnt fall into a rage here, close, but not.
Also, Please note that his quirk makes him ANGRY, so it would be silly if he was thinking composed rational thoughts whilst it was active, and since this is in first person, that would be impossible to show without a decent amount of profanity or modified text.
Thanks for tuning in! Hope you stick around for the Third Chapter, Aftermath!
Take Care, Peace!