Chapter 3: Exam Overwatch


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He chuckles at the gaggle of teenagers running around like headless chickens from his perch on the roof of a fake building, finding the whole ordeal exciting. He'd taken to providing overwatch for his fellow exam takers and working on an improvised weapon made from robo scraps.

His life has gotten boring since giving up his vigilante work, well officially anyway. What Eraserhead and The detective don't know, won't hurt them.

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He inhales cigarette smoke as he scopes in his target, a one pointer about to squish a weird grape headed midget. His eyes glow with quirk use, locking onto his target.

As he exhales smoke, enjoying the rush of nicotine that he uses his quirks drawback and stabilising his aim. He pulls the trigger, the familiar muzzle flash and the scent of gunpowder. He watches through his scope as his bullet rips through the single glowing red eye, the bot crumpling under its own weight.

"57" Izuku mumbles under his breath, tapping the ash from the end of his cigarette.

He pulls back the bolt of his rifle, ejecting the spent Type 99 rimless 7.7 mm casing. He quickly chambers another round, peering down the scope.

He watches the blue haired rich bitch that had called him out in the information portion, completely cutting of Zashi from his presentation. If you you remove the the presentation from Present Mic, what are you left with. Just Michael and most people named Michael are assholes

Izuku wished he could shoot the rejected transformer love child but he'd promised that he wouldn't shoot anyone unless they truely deserve it… and he can prove it. Like they don't trust his judgment or something, ridiculous really

His inner musings are interrupted by a deep rumble, the ground vibrating beneath him. He stumbles for a moment, steadying himself. He looks up seeing the fuck huge behemoth raising out of the ground, flattening the buildings around

"Wow, now that just seems over the top. Even by my standards." He says to himself, packing up his shit to move out of the behemoth's path of destruction

"Ow… s…someone h…help" He hears the soft cries, drawing his attention.

He raises his scope, peering down sight. He scans the scene, spotting a girl with a brown bobcut and a permanent blush on her face, partially buried underneath a bunch of rubble

"Well fuck me sideways with a piece of 2 by 4 and call me Shirley" He mutters, slinging his rifle over his shoulder

He leaps from the building, pulling a cord going to the backpack on his back. A chute deploys, allowing him to glide down safely.

"Need a hand?" He asks as he lands next to the downed girl "Are you hurt?"

"I…I think my legs broken" The girl replies weakly

"Shit, no time to free you. Tall, Metal and Stupid's about to reach our position. Plan B!" He says, pulling a metal tube onto his shoulder

"Plan B?" The girl asks

"I've always wanted to say this. Yippee ki yay you metal dildo motherfucker" The verdant sniper yells, firing a missile from his makeshift Javelin.

The back blast from his launcher kicks up the dust and debris behind him, sending the repurposed 3 pointer missile screaming towards his target. He really doesn't understand why they're carrying them, they're fighting fucking teenagers

The missile slams into the Zero Pointer's face, sending the metal behemoth careening backwards. This causes it to buckle under its own weight, setting off a chain reaction of explosions.

Izuku turns around to face the Brunette girl, muttering under his breath "Cool guys don't look at explosions"

"You ok Mary Poppins?" He asks, eliciting confusion for a brief moment

"I'm fine just stuck" The girl says, wincing in pain

"Hold on, I'll get help to move this. Oi, Engine, Raccoon, Eraser Clone. Help me move this" He says, calling them over

With several people and the use of the girls quirk, the manage to free her. Quirk overuse making the girl puke.

"Well, that's unfortunate. This was certainly an exciting ordeal, really got my heart racing" Izuku says, lighting up another cigarette

"Excuse me but it's not only against U.A regulations but against the law for you to smoke, cease and desist or I will get a teacher to reprimand you" The sonic wannabe screams at him, his hand doing a weird chopping motion

"Ok. First off, fuck off. Two enough with the robot handjob thing you're doing and three. It helps with my quirks drawback. I have permission to smoke. Even if I didn't, I live by a simple acronym. DILIGAF" Izuku explains, taking a pause to take a drag from his cigarette

"DILIGAF?" The brunette asks, wiping the rainbow puke off her face

"Do I look like I give fuck" The verdant teen states as it matter of fact.

They hear the alarm that signals the end of the exam, drawing their attention to Present Mic as he directs them back to the entrance gate. Izuku smiles as he spots the diminutive form of the school nurse

"Hey Granny, How you been? The rat give you that raise yet or do I need to remind him of our bet?" Izuku addresses Recovery

"He signed the paperwork just a few minutes ago thank you. I thought I told you to stop smoking, it's bad for your lungs" Recovery girl says, whacking Izuku in the shin with her syringe cane

"Ow. I thought I told you that I'll quit when hell freezes over you old bat" Izuku retorts

"Do I need to put you over my knee again and teach you respect" Recovery Girl threatens

"No…" Izuku sighs out in defeat, the fond smile on his face not diminishing in the slightest.

"Is anyone here hurt?" Recovery girl asks

"Just a few scrapes and bruises mostly. But Mary Poppins over there broke her leg when Powerloaders overcompensation machine attacked and buried her in rubble"

"Morons, keep making the exam more dangerous. I should tan Nezu's hide for this" Recovery girl mutters under her breath in a disgruntled fashion as she heals the gaggle of teens around her before shooing them away

"Ok before we all head off to our various green pastures. I wanted to get your names. I'm Izuku. You can call me that or Snapshot. No I won't explain… one moment" Izuku says, turning to face the grape midget he'd saved during the exam

He pulls his sidearm from its holster under his jacket, aiming it at the diminutive perverted he'd just seen taking an upskirt shot of one of the female Examinees. He pulls the trigger, his eyes glowing briefly, shooting the phone out of his hand. The device is destroyed, leaving the midget pictureless

"I swear to the god, if I catch you perving again or trying anything you nasty cumstain. I'm going to hunt you down and blow off your dick. Sort your shit" Izuku threatens with a manic grin, waving his pistol in the grapes general vicinity. He fires off a shot to punctuate his point, missing the boy's crotch by an inch "Anyway. Like I said, I'm Izuku. It nice to meet y'all"

He'd gotten the various names of the people who had helped him, learning that the blue bitch was Ingenium's younger brother. Poor guy, no wonder the guy was so uptight. That's quite the legacy

Mary Poppins's real name being Ochako Uraraka

The purple Aizawa clone was Hitoshi Shinsou. He's quite cute if you were to ask Izuku

He can't the life of him, remember the name of the third guy with the tanooki quirk. Oh well, he'd hopefully find out when class time comes around. For now, he's got ass to kicks and bubblegum to eat. His first victim? Why the flaming trash pile. This was going to be fun