AN: I don't own My hero academia or the characters form the other animes that will be appearing.

Last time…

The hero licence exam is approaching and we met a class of quirky hero students as well as their quirkless class representative. Will they be able to pass the trials of the first exam? Izuku thinks they could. But how will the other students fair such as U.A and Kesubutsu?

Hero licence exam Part 1: Let's fight

Excitement and anxiety set in as the exam as almost about to begin but first some rules needed to be set. They were simple enough. Each examinee will have three targets that would need to be placed somewhere on their body out in the open. So, putting them on the soles of your feet or armpits are a no go. They will also carry six balls on their person. These balls are the only thing that the targets will respond to. If all your three targets are hit you're out. When you hit a person's third target you have defeated them. You'll only past once you defeated two other examinees. Simple enough. Right? And with an area as big as this they have the freedom to do anything with their quirks. Whether that's a good or bad thing it all depends on how they use them.

Karma whistled as he took in the vastness of the arena more closely. "Wow, the rep was right again. This place is bigger than the one back in Shiketsu. They spared no expense."

"He was also right about the first challenge," Takako added as she began to place her targets on herself. "A battle royal hunting game to take out most of the examinees."

"Deku has done his research well," Yuko complimented as she too started to stick her targets on. Worriedly, Miranda looked at the small girl as if she wanted to say something but was too afraid to say anything. "Is there something the matter, Miranda?"

The girl jumped at the coldness of her voice. "Sorry! It's just…We'll…uh…"

"Spit it out, child," Yuko snapped back coldly.

"I'm sorry!" She squeaked out in fear. "It's just that you're the only one not in their hero costume. So, are you sure you'll be ok like that?"

Now all attention was pointed at the small girl who was the odd one out in her class. Unlike the others, she was still in her school uniform of a black pelted shirt, cotton white bottom shirt and of course their signature hat with their school's logo. "Humm… this is quite a conundrum," Yuko said to herself as she looked down at her body. "But one that can be fixed quickly." She placed her guitar case upward and clicked its lid slightly open before disappearing inside. There was a clicking noise as the lid shut tight. Not a minute later it creaked open once more and Yuko carefully stepped out now fully equipped with her hero uniform. It was a simple design of a brilliant white trench coat made from special fibers. The coat was about knee length which bottom half flared out into a skirt shape. Her thin torso was tied tight with a dark green leather belt that matched her keen length leather boots. She fixed her collar to stick up and hid half her face. "This should do."

The U.A Kids who were making their own preparations nearby saw and jaws dropped. "Is that thing a portable closet or something?"

"Well she is really short and that case is really big. Some sort of hero equipment maybe?"

"Not exactly." The students jumped a bit when they found Shiketsu high's head journalist randomly appeared beside them. "Yuko's guitar case is one of our classes great mysteries. There's more than clothes in there. So, you better watch out."

"Where did you come from?" The U.A kids yelled in surprised.

Click gave them a small smile paired with a wink. "A good journalist never reveals their secrets." With that said he back walked into a crowd of students disappearing from sight. Something tells the UA students that he's one of their great mysterious too because that was just wired. Click walked back to his class unseeded by the other students. "I'm back guys."

"Click," Takako greeted. "Anything to report?"

"Not much but those U.A kids are pretty oblivious. They don't see the number of death glares they're getting." Sure, enough the other students close to U.A carefully observed them like predators to their prey. "They have no idea what's coming at them. Make's them easy targets. Too easy."

"I see. Inu-kage, anything else relevant to add." The boy in question suddenly appeared out of the shadows and stood beside his precious twin. He said there was nothing interesting to report other than most kids have their eyes on U.A. Especially, Kesubutsu. "Excellent, Midoriya's plan will be easier to accomplish. Though I myself will not be participating in such an underhanded tactic."

Karma sniggered at his vice rep's comment. "Hey, if it works it works. It's easier for us but so sad for them." A dark aura pained over his face as he smiled like the devil. "It would be so much fun to see the looks on their faces when the hunters become the hunted. Just imagine it."

Nagisa took a step back from his boyfriend. The bloodlust pouring from him was almost visible. "Karma, don't you think you're getting a little too into this?"

"Don't worry, Nagisa," Karma said as he patted the smaller boy's head while putting on an 'innocent' smile. "So long as I have you with me. I'll be ok. We're partners in crime after all."

"Which remains me," Takako caught back her classmates' attention. "Stay close to your partners. Do not try to attempt anything alone or you will be vulnerable. Understand?" They all nodded in agreement except for one reluctant student but no one really noticed.

"You sure you'll be ok on your own, Inasa?" Allen asked the muscular teen that smiled widely with excitement. "I know Izuku said you can go at it alone in the first exam but he also said you can team up with one of us if you wanted to. Better tell us now though before the exam starts. I'm sure none of us will mind."

Wildly, Inasa shook his head with a bright grin. "I'LL BE FINE!" he announced with his usual vigour but then toned it down so none of the other students could hear. "Izuku trusted in me to go it out on my own. He has faith him me. I'll make him proud. I'll prove him right!"

A certain lavender head watched closely with his arms crossed. He knew his classmate's strength and skills and he also knew Izuku's calculations are rarely wrong. He trusted his judgment. He trusted him. Still. Why? Why? "Why not me?" He accidentally whispered aloud while clenching his arms tightly. "I'm just as good." Luckily, no one heard him. Well, almost no one.

"Hey, Seiji you ok there?" Ren asked as he peered close to him. The boy just glared and choose to ignore her. She raised a concerned eyebrow, "Don't do anything rash now. You don't want Izuku to be mad at you. Do you?" He gave the girl a glare before walking away from her with a flush face. He didn't have the patience to deal with her right now. "You'll be sorry," she said making sure he can hear her. Soon the exam will be being.

"5!" the countdown rang.

"Now everyone, scatter! Stay close to your partners and good luck!" Takako declared as she ran off with her own partner skipping behind her.

"4!"

"You heard what the class VP said. Yuko, say close to me," Camie purred while snaking an arm around her tiny body.

"3!"

Forcefully, the smaller girl pushed her away, "Please stop trying to get in my personal space. It's annoying."

"2!"

"If anyone gets injury you can come find me. I'm more than happy to help," Mikoyasha offered as she got into position.

"1!"

"Don't worry about me. I won't need it," Karma said sly as a dark look gleamed in his eyes. "I plan to win this quickly."

"START!"

They scattered everywhere in groups of two or one. Or at least Shiketsu high did. With other classes since only a select few of the chosen to do the exam. So, they stayed with their smaller classes. It was easier that way. U.A, however, had people going randomly everywhere: on their own, in small groups. Most of them though decide to stick in their main lager party. This isn't exactly a good thing. They were about the find that out very soon.


On the stands, the two hero teachers and young detective student sat together making idle chatter. However, a new hero joined them. He was beaten, and his energy drained from an almost near-death experience. "Ok kid I know I said I wanted to be returned the favour. But not with the kind that takes 20 years off my life."

With a crooked smiled Izuku apologised to the hero, "Sorry, Native. You were the only one I could turn to at the time. Thanks again for escorting Yuko here."

Tiredly, the hero slumped onto the chair next to the freckled boy, "Yeah well I guess this makes us even. But seriously is that kid really old enough to ride a motorcycled."

Izuku nodded firmly, "She may not look it but Yuko is actually 18."

Native's mouth dropped, "No way. That little thing? No offense but she looks like she's twelve or something." Then something came to mind. "Wait a minute if she's 18 shouldn't she be a graduate or close to one. Did she got held back a lot?"

"No," the boy responded, "She has her own reasons. It's not my story to tell."

While those two chatted, away Miss Joke attempted to make grumpy sleepy Aizawa talk to her with the best way she knew how. Telling a random joke. "Hey, hey, Eraser. Your fly is open!" the woman chuckled out while trying to hold her laughter. The shaggy man just rolled his eyes at the childish joke not saying a word to her. "But you know it's pretty impressive you have 19 kids still. I can't believe you haven't expelled more of them."

"It's believable." The heroes looked towards the young detective with them who was already scribbling notes down in one of his many notebooks. "This year's class shows a lot of promise. You have faith in them. Don't you, Eraserhead? That's why you didn't tell them about the hunt. To test how far they have gone."

Sharply, Aizawa eyed the boy immersed in writing in his book. "You know?"

"Of course I do it's pretty elementary really," he explained as he continued to write. "With the U.A sports festival being a nationally televised event the knowledge of their quirks are out in the open. With the element of surprised taken away, they become very easy targets since other candidacies know what to expect to form them." As they were talking many of the hero students the surrounding U.A closed in on them forming a wall that would be hard to penetrate. A part of this group was Kesubutsu high who seemed very eager to take them out. Especially Shindou. His predatory eyes were aimed right at them. It's just too easy. "However, this makes another opportunity," Izuku said somewhat darkly as he continued his explanation. "While they're all after U.A they become valuable. They believe no one will attack them since they don't know what they're cable of. Unlike U.A. Their guards are down making them easier targets."

Buzz! "Two students have been taking out…No wait, make that four," the announcer called out form the speaker. "Geez, it hasn't been five minutes and two students already passed. I really should stay awake if this keeps going."

Izuku smirked, "As expected he has chosen to go ahead with that tack tick."

Back on the battlefield, Shindou was on his keens defeated in more than one way. He fell into a state of shock as his body malfunctioned. All he did was prepared an attack on U.A and the next thing he knew he was taken out in a snap of a finger. All because he wasn't looking if he was going to be targeted. All because of these stupid vines. All because of him! He growled at the boy behind him who sniggered at his anger. Mocking him with pleasure.

"It's your own fault Sempai," the boy hissed slyly. As he did the vines that wrapped around Shindou and another student nearby detangled themselves. Each piece head one of the balls that they were given. They coiled back to their master like slithering snakes. Piercing golden eyes stared down at them as if they were laughing, "You shouldn't have thought you were safe. Everyone is a target after all. Even your own classmates can turn on you if they're desperate enough. Besides, you didn't stay long enough to meet our classmates. That was very rude of you." The vines reverted to seeds in the boy's hand as he held three of his balls in each. "Just think of this as 'karma' getting back at you. Ha ha ha," The redhead snigger smugly.

Karma Akabane-

Quirk: Plant life – by touching seeds he could make them grown instantly to abnormal sizes. He can even control and manipulate them with his mind. However, he can't control plants that he hasn't grown himself and they turn back to seeds once he's done with them.

Finished with his task he turned back to his boyfriend. "Hey Nagisa, are you done back there?"

The smaller boy laughed at the obvious question. "Well yeah. You did tie them up for me." He pointed to a pair of students tied up with vines unable to move. "It was pretty easy. I kind of feel bad for it."

Karma walked up to the boy and leaned closely in his face, "Why don't you give me a little kiss as a thank you."

Turning as red as his boyfriend's hair, Nagisa tried to push him away, "Karma we're in public."

"Doesn't sound like you're against the idea," He said with a fox-like smile. "Come here give me a smooch."

"Karma, No"

"Karma, Yes."

"No, Karma."

"Just one long deep peek."

"Karma!"

"Moomwah!" a loud kissing noise could have been heard nearby but it wasn't the two boys it was someone else.

Buzz! "Another four students have been taken out. Wow, this is going faster than I thought."

Four defeated students have fallen to the ground with hearts pounding from their eyes. They looked extremely happy with themselves despite being taken out so soon. Something tells me it wasn't of their own accord. A student stand above them in a sexy pose only accentuated with her skin-tight black jumpsuit that showed of her voluptuous curves. "Sorry boys and girl but it appear you've become stepping stones for me and my partner over here," she kissed two of her fingers and blew them a kiss while giving out a wink. "Hope you're not too disappointed."

Camie Misho

Quirk: love spell – by landing a kiss on someone directly on the lips they are immediately under her control. This is affected equally by boys and girls. The effects wear off after 10 minutes at most or when she wishes.

Camie smiled brightly at her accomplishment, "Well that wasn't too bad huh Yuko?" The green hair girl just stared at her blankly. "What's the matter?" she asked somewhat distraught. "Are you mad at little old me?"

She sighed, "It doesn't matter. The deed has been done. I'll show off the strength in the next round." Suddenly their targets glowed gold and announced their victory. They told them to go to the anteroom prepared for them when they passed. With the task done, Yuko adjusted the weight of her guitar case on her back, "Well no point standing around here let's get going." She then started to walk in a random direction.

Camie raised an eyebrow as she stared at a sign nearby leaning to where they needed to go. Yuko was going in the completely wrong direction. Did she not see it? "But Yuko its's the anteroom over…"

Before Camie could finish off her sentence, a vine was wrapped around the smaller girl's torso and she was dragged back to the right direction. "Come here you. I'm not letting you get lost again when you're right in front of me." Yuko didn't bother to fight back as he allowed herself to get dragged back while she sat upright on the ground. She hardly looked like she cared. "Hey, can you guys help me out. The extra weight of her case is dragging me down." The other two helped their friend drag their other friend to where they needed to go. That's what friends do right?

Izuku smiled at the success of his classmates and he started writing down his thoughts. "As expected Karma has taken the ambush rote. Flawlessly even. His control has improved quite a bit. Now he can use multiple plants at the time and control them with relative ease. Humm… looks like Camie took the same tactic. Her stealth as improved but her combat is lacking still. An easy fix with the right amount of training. However, Nagisa and Yuko have yet to show their quirks. This could lean in their favour in the next exam but still…" the qurikless boy continued with his analytical mumbling as he quickly written down his notes.

The two heroes next to him as well as other heroes close by stared at him like he was a madman- rambling on and on with no stop button. However, Aizawa had other thoughts. It may seem like useless muttering, but he can fitter down the important parts. This boy's quite the thinker. You snagged a pretty interesting student form us Shiketsu. I'm almost kind of jealous.

Ignoring the whispers behind him and continued his note-taking. Satisfied with his work, he looked back down on the battlefield and noticed one of his classmates wondering by himself that shouldn't be. What's Click doing? He thought. The young journalist was all alone searching for something. Presumably, his partner. "That's odd," he said to himself as he scanned the area searching for his partner. He found the lavender-haired boy running off somewhere alone. "What is he doing?" he asked himself as he bit his bottom lip. He's usually so obedient to my plans. Why is he choosing to go against them now? For something this important too. A small fleeting flame of annoyance and anger lit up in his heart. What are you thinking, Seiji?


Seiji ran away from his partner. He defied Izuku's original plan. He shouldn't have done it he knows that, but he couldn't stop thing about it. Why? He kept thinking to himself as he ran. Why just him? He couldn't stop thing about it. Something that happened far before the exams started.

***Flashback***

"Alright everyone those are your partners. Any objections?" They just had a hard-fought training session, but it was cut short when Izuku had to give them their partners for the upcoming exams. He explained that the first exam is usually a battle royal game of sorts when he did his research. Something that would involve taking, attaching or even throwing something on someone else to get them out. This way would be easier to eliminate students. He explained to the going in a large group would make them too easy of a target. That and it would be difficult to find anyone to defeat if the rest of the students are fanned out in areas that suit their quirks best. On the other hand, going alone is dangerous. Other groups could target them easily. So, it was best to team up in pairs. That way they can cover more ground and have someone on their side if they find themselves overwhelmed.

"I'm ok with mine." Aiko cheered as she hugged her younger cousin close. "Me and Takako always make a good team."

"Me and Nagisa are ok too," Karma said happily, "We're used to being paired together so we got this down no problem."

"I don't understand why you paired me with the succubus," Yuko raised her hand and spoke in her usual monotone voice. "This team up seems very unconventional."

Izuku soon explained himself, "Well Yuko, it's really simple. Camie isn't very good at close hand combat. It's easier for her to sneak up on someone or use her sex appeal to get close enough to use her quirk. However, if she fails she'll have no way for her to defend herself." With a smile, he pointed a pen at the emotionless girl. "That's where you come in. She'll need someone to help fight with her and can balance out her weakness. You're hand to hand combat skills are really high."

Yuko gave him a single nod, "Your logic is sound. I will accept this partnership."

Suddenly, Camie embraced the smaller girl and gave her a light peck on the cheek. "Let's do our best out there. Ok partner," she sang in a flirtatious was.

Staring blankly at the flirty girl, Yuko placed a finger on her forehead and pushed her head back. "Your affection is fake and unwanted. I advised you to say back."

"Hey, why the fuck I'm I with this bozo!" Inu-kage yelled in displeasure as he pointed at the male Wakamoto twin. "Wouldn't it be better we were with our own twins." Turned out Izuku mix matched the two pairs of twins in their class. The girls together and the boys together. The Wakamoto twins were fine being separated. As for Inu-kages's own twin Mikoyasha; she's perfectly fine too. She was more than happy to work with anyone in their class which is the complete opposite of him. "I don't want to be with this shit rag!"

"Now, now, Inu. You know how Mai and Sai get when their quirks are active. They'll need a guiding force to keep them in check. I could only think of you and Miko that can handle them well enough," Izuku explained as Inu-kage just groaned at his sound logic. "If need be you guys can end up as a group of four. That might be better for you but it's up to you."

The dog-eared boy smirked in agreement. "I can get down with that."

The Wakamoto twins rolled their eyes. "Fine," they said in sync. They then give a death glare at each other. "Will you stop that!" They growled at how perfectly timed they were. "Seriously that's so annoying. What the hell!" They yelled both wore the same angered expression. They were close to murdering each other if someone didn't stop themselves

Luckily someone did. "Calm down the both of you," Mikoyasha said as she stopped their sibling spat by using her own calming force. She then turned to her class rep with a suggestion. "Perhaps a compromise is in order."

Izuku nodded in agreement. "Yeah well how's about this for the first 15 minutes if the exam you do it separately and if things get dicey out there team up. Sound good?" The two set of twins nodded thing the compromise was fair enough. "Great, any other question?"

"I GOT ONE!" Inasa yelled as he jumped up with his hand up. " You haven't partnered me up with anyone yet." He held his arms fisted and close to his chest in a some want cutesy excited pose. "Will I be partnered up with you?" He asked with shining innocent eyes.

The quirkless boy couldn't help but laugh. "Inasa, I can't be your partner. I'm not doing the exam remember?" Like a deflated balloon with all the buzz cut hair boy's excitement when down as if was replaced with disappointment. Hopefully he'll still be happy with what Izuku has in store for him. "I hope you don't mind too much but I hope you won't mind doing the first exam sole."

"Huh?" Inasa yelled whoops his eyes bulged out.

Taken back by his classmate's intense expression, Izuku returned to his old habits and shyly hid behind the notebook he was holding. He thought he was mad at him or something. "Well...umm...I could put you in a group of three if you want. The twins are out of the question, but you can join one of the others if you want to." Inasa silently stared with the same intensity. This made the smaller boy feel even more uncomfortable. "Well...It's just that with the strength and control of your quirk you can handle things alone. If you don't like the idea, then I could..."

"Do you believe in me that much, Izuku?" Inasa interrupted before the boy could go on to one of his endless ramblings.

Meekly, Izuku nodded, "Guess so. I believe in all of you."

Suddenly, the freckled face boy was ensnared by a giant bear hug. "I'm so happy," Inasa cheered as his hold in the boy grew tighter. "I won't let you down."

"It looks like you'll need to," Yuko said taking the boy's words very literal. It seems you are suffocating the child." Which he was. His hold was so tight poor Izuku was turning blue. With a small awkward laugh, he let the boy go allowing him to breath.

Seiji saw all of this. He remained silent throughout. It's not like he disliked his partner. Click was a perfectly rounded student in both skills and academics if only a bit noisier than the rest. Still, something didn't sit well with him. He clenched his hands and the shook with frustration. Why not me?

***end***

A certain bitterness settled in Seiji's heart as he ran forward. He doesn't stop. He doesn't look back. I'll show him, he swore I his head. I'll show him I'm just as good. He made a quick glanced to stands above and caught the eye of the confused green haired boy. He smiled at him. He's sure he won't see it because of the distance and the speed he was going, but he still smiled at him. I'll make you proud Izuku. Just keep your eyes on me.


Meanwhile, in another side of the arena on an as broken skyscraper, a student who had a similar flashback stood on top. He allowed his large cape to flutter behind him but was low to the floor so to not cast down a shadow giving away his location. He played around with the lion-like fur that decorated the collar of his cape. He could stop thing about it. "Izuku believes in me." He stops his metal boot on the concrete roof. He's ready to strike. "I can't let him down!" With that he active his quirk and rises from his position. As he did the wind picked up around the entire area he was in. The fallen and abandon balls became the perfect moment for a massive strike. The balls flew higher and higher spinning like a whirlwind. "SORRY EVERYONE BUT I CAN'T HOLD BACK!" Inasa yelled as he raised his arm and therefore roasting the whirling of balls. "BUT THERE'S SOMEONE I CAN'T LET DOWN!" He the unlashed his devastating attack and screams of terror echoed through. "I HOPE YOU ALL WON'T MIND!"

Buzz! "Well that just happened," the announcer said in a gobsmacked tone. "120 examinees have been taken out by a single person. Obvious to say they pass."

With a flurry of excitement, Isan raised his armed first to the sky. "ALRIGHT! I WON!"

Inasa Yoarashi

Quirk: Wind- He has power over the wind. He can create incredible gusts of wind and has incredibly fine control over. He can also use the wind to fly. Isn't that cool!

Inasa was so happy. So happy that he met up with Izuku's expectations. Maybe even succeed them. With a wild grin, he turned to the stands to get a glimpse of his class rep. He was shocked to see his expression. It was dark, unlike the lively fire he usually has in his eyes. They were burning through. Burning with rage. Is Izuku mad? He thought to himself as a slight amount of fear pricked him. It's a very rare occurrence in when Izuku gets that look of anger. The question is who was he angry at? He followed his eyes and found Seiji running. More importantly, he was by himself. Where's Click? He wondered to himself as he frantically searched for him. But his search was soon interrupted by a shout.

"Hey dumbass! Watch where you're throwing those things. You almost got us too."

He peeked his head down where the voices were coming from. There he found two of his classmates. He waved enthusiastically at the top of them. "Hey, guys how are you doing down."

"The exam you idiot," turned out the one yelling was Yuu. Apparently, both he and Allen were nearby when he released that massive blaze that eliminated over 100 of the competition. This was a blessing and a curse. Yuu stomped his foot on the ground and pointed at the targets on his person. Two of which were destroyed. "You almost got me out."

Realising is mistake Inasa laughed it off nervously, "Sorry guys. I didn't see you there."

"It's ok," Allen said before his partner could complain anymore. "Actually, you created an opportunity for us." Near the two of them were four defeated enemies all of which he himself and his partner landed the final blow. "With the rules of the exam, you only need to land the third on two others. Since you destroyed one or two of their targets, all me and Yuu just had to do is finish them off before they finished us. It was really easy " Right after his explanation their targets lit up and announced their victory. "See? So, I guess what I'm trying to say is," he adjusted his cap upwards and smiled at the boy, "Thanks to your help we passed."

With arms crossed Yuu clicked his tongue in displeasure. "We did need any help. Or at least I didn't."

The shorter teen frowned at his partner's ungratefulness. "You don't have to be like that. We passed and that's all that matters, right?"

"Che, whatever bean sprout," the grumpy teen groaned as he began walking away without his partner.

"Hey wait for me!"

"Then hurry up bean sprout. We don't have all day."

"Wait for me too!" Inasa called out as he jumped off the side of the building he was on. Using his quirk, he gently landed and rushed up his two classmates. Allen was more than happy to wait for him but Yuu didn't care and just walked off with them. Eventually, they made it to the waiting area together. They were greeted by their other classmates who were there before them as well as others that completed the exam.

"Hey, look who finally decides to join the party." Karma greeted them. "Seriously, Mr sole, I thought you would be the first the past."

Inasa laughed heartedly at his statement. "WELL, YOU GUYS WORKED FAST. AS ESPECIALLY SINCE YOU USED IZUKU'S STRATEGY."

Yuu huffed in displeasures, "That's strategy is a cheat. If you want to win a real battle you should have fought them head on. No ticks needed."

Allen rolled his eyes at his partner, "You're one to talk. We more or less leeched off of Inasa victory."

Immediately, the blue-haired teen shot a deadly glared at him, "Was a talking to you bean sport?" he hissed darkly but it didn't affect Allen.

"Hey, don't fix what's not broken," Kama said with a shrugged. "Besides you should have seen the looks on their faces. They were priceless."

"You got to hand to Deku though. I would have never thought of that strategy," Camie said as she filed her nails. They've been here for a while. "I got to give him a little kiss as a thank you," She purred as she imaged his flushed face stuttering like crazy. She couldn't help but laugh at the adorable imaginary scene.

"You and me both sister. Up top." With that Karma and Camie shared a high fived while giggle like a couple of devils. Honestly, making Izuku become as embarrassed and red as possible in every chance they get is one of their biggest goals in life.

Ignoring the two of them, Nagisa turned to the newcomers with a warm smile, "Anyway, congratulation on passing guys."

"THANK YOU NAGISA!" Inasa cheered. Then they all started to talk about this and that. How their exam went, who they were fighting, betting on who would be next to past, things like that. Though that last one was all Karma and Allen seemed slightly interesting. But he knew way better. Ever since their last betting game, he swore to himself never to play if Karma was involved. Or worst the host.

Soon, the U.A's first student that passed walked in. His miss-matched eyes glazed around the partly filled room. So many have passed already? He thought to himself surprised. He then spotted the small group of students all huddled together in a heated conversation. The one who caught his eye was the wind quirk user. He was a recommended student too, but I don't remember meeting him. He tried his best to remember but couldn't. That's when he noticed something peculiar about how the other students were spaced in the room. There was a large gap between them and the Shiketsu kids. It was like they were purposely avoiding the like the plague. There was this look in their eyes. It was judgmental and weary as they whispered spiteful words to each other. "What's going on?" Todoroki asked aloud.

Someone spoke out in a whisper more than willing to spread the gossip. "Don't you know who that boy is?"

"Witch one?" He asked since there was more than just one.

"That redhead."

"Can't say that I have."

"Bet you know his father. Shuichi Akabane or his original name Yoko Kurama."

Now that's a name he recognised. Yoko Kurama was a villain renown in his ability to steal anything. Paintings, prized gems, priceless artifacts, you name it he's done it. To taunt police, he would leave a calling card, like any master thief, of a single red rose. He was the best but not invincible. Eventually, he was caught and taken to jail. However, years later there was a news article that took the world by storm. Apparently, the great theft Yoko Kurama was placed in a villain rehabilitation program let by an up and coming hero at the time Yusuke Urameshi or what he's called in the hero industry the 'Spirit Detective'. Somewhere between the time, he was taken in and now he changed his name and started a new life. Somewhere along the line, he had a kid too. Now that's something he didn't expect to hear.

Their whispers did not go unheard. The Shiketsu students herd and became more aware. They tightened their formation group and covered the redhead who grinned at the whole situation. Even so, his eyes held some pain within them. He didn't care. Or at least that's what he likes to believe. This is normal. Its nothing he hasn't heard before when his father's secret was revealed to the world this was all he heard. Still, some emotional scars can never be healed. His classmates looked like they were about to attack. As entertaining as that would be he can't let that happen. "Hey, guys don't do anything too rash. It's fine," he tried to convince them with his usual fox-like smile.

It would have worked but no matter how hard he tried to hide behind a mask she'll always see through. It's the same with him to her. "Your words don't match your eyes, Kit," Yuko said in her usual dull tone. Her sharp chestnut eyes stared into his soul. "You're hurting inside, aren't you?"

Karma's smile dropped. Those whispers seemed to suddenly sound louder.

"What's a villain kid doing here?"

"Does he really think he can be a hero? What a joke."

"I know, right?"

"It would be so unfair if he passes through."

"Once a villain always a villain."

It's fine. He's fine. Their words don't matter. He'll prove them wrong. He'll surpass his father. He'll prove his friends right. He will become a hero. That's what he's here for. He can do it...Right? So many thoughts swarmed his head. So many memories. So many doubts. It was almost overwhelming. But then something cut through all the doubts in his mind. A loud mechanical slam. He looked up and saw Yuko departed for the main group with her case held out like she smashed it on the floor like a hammer. The crack marks from where it made contact told him in may. "Yuko?" He asked somewhat weakly.

"Silence all of you. Your words are irritating." She said still monotoned. Even so, they did what she asked. There was just this type of power in her voice that caused them to flinch. "Yes, the Kit is mischievous but not villainous. He deserves a chance to be here as the rest of us," she stared never wavering in confidence form the judgmental eyes that cast down on her. "He worked hard to get where he is. As for the argument of his father," her eyes sharpened as well as her tone. "He is not his father you cannot judge him simply because of his father's past. You have no right. As for the subject of his father he's not a villain. Not anymore at least. People can change and the Fox is living proof." Swiftly, she pointed a hand at the accusers, "That fact you're all so quick to judge someone with only the minimum amount of information wouldn't the villain in this scenario, be you?" That question rang true and the whispers stopped so after. She walked away from them with a few final words. " Shuichi is a kind and noble man, unlike the villainous stories, told about his past self Yoko Kurama. Though the Kit is still learning he'll get up to the level of his father. We both will." She then stopped in front of the redhead and looked up at him. His eyes seemed to be glossed with overwhelming emotions. "That's what we promised each other. Right?"

"Yuko?" His eyes were about to burst into tears as he lunged himself on to her in a great big hug. "You really do care!" He cried in an overly dramatic fashion.

Yuko groaned internally. " I will tetrolate this for now. Your affection is justified even if it's still faked."

Karma just chilled as he dropped his overdramatic act and held the girl close in a gentle embrace. "Still thanks."

"I should thank you too," she said slowly give it into the hug. "For sticking by me all these years."

The moment was so heart-warming. So sweet. But... it was Camie's turn to wear the devil smile. "If I didn't know better. I'd think you two were dating."

And so, the moment was ruined.

"Like hell, I'll date this emotionless wet blanket!" Karma yelled and latched himself to his boyfriend. "Besides I have Nagisa."

All the while Yuko stared that the teasing girl with a dark aura coming from her cold dead eyes. It made her look that much more intimidating despite her tiny stature. "Please do not say such things. The Kit is one of the last people in the world I would even consider being in a romantic relationship with. He's far too immature for my tastes."

"What do you mean? I'm amazing."

"You're a Kit, Kit."

"You're only like two years older than me!"

As the two of them augured about who would make the worst lover out of the two of them, the rest of the class just laughed at them – entertained by their banter. They may never be together but they sure act like an old married couple that's been together for way too long. Nagisa was the only one who even tried to stop them. The other students just stared in confusion for a while before ignoring them entirely. Todoroki however just stared at the students somewhat envious of their bond. He was never one to socialised, but something stuck with him. Something that burns his hate. His father was a villain but is now a hero. A pretty good one too. Despite what they say about Shuichi Akabane he is a good man according to his co-workers. That and even during his time as Yoko Kurama he kept injuries to other to a minimum and has been theorised to have some sort of no killing conduct. If it was true, then...it would make my old man seem that more despicable. He tightened his hands on a first making them turned white. Even a former villain is more of a hero than him.


Meanwhile somewhere else,

"AH!" a group of savage students screamed as they tried to jump on a single lone student. It was supposed to be a sneak attack from behind what with him already busy attacking others. However, "OOHH!" They were quickly smacked away with extreme long strands of hair.

Raising from the rubble they were smacked in, one of them rubbed their dry lips his wrist. They growled with frustration. "What the hell is with this guy's hair?"

The one they were talking about was Shiketsu's high very own sasquatch looking student, Nagamasa. The hair strands on his already long hair covered body grew louder form his arms and whipped around like a couple of snakes. They defended him from all sides which made him harder to attack head-on. "Is that the best you can do?" he taunted.

Nagamasa Mora

Quirk: Hair Extension- he can extend and manipulate his own body hair. This Quirk is efficient for incapacitating large numbers of foes, but it must be such a pain to wash.

The surrounding students growled, "Come on its just one guy! He's all alone we can take him."

If they could see his mouth behind his overgrown hair they would have seen him smirk. "Who said I was alone?"

Confused, the other students looked closely at the missive hair whips. Soon they saw it. Something was moving within them. What was it? It was small and swift, but it was hard to make out what it was. That's when they saw it stop. A couple of chocolate brown eyes stared back at them. "Treat or treat?" asked a voice.

Suddenly, something was thrown at them. It wasn't large like the balls they had to use to eliminate each other. But they were round- small like marbles. As soon as they hit the ground the marble-like thing cracked and released some sort of substance on their feet. "What the hell is this?" one asked while they tried to lift their leg. They couldn't. "Crap what is this stuff glue?"

"Nope," chimed a voice. Then next thing they knew something or rather someone hopped out from the bush of the hair whips. It was a girl in a simple black shirt and bat-winged sleeves paired black flared bottom pants along with a navy-blue buckle belt around her waist. She also hands a satchel bag around her shoulders as well as the traditional Shiketsu cap. "What we have extra stick taffy," she explained while tipping her hat to them. "It's pretty tasty recipe but so hard to chew." Tried as they might they couldn't get out of the sticky mess they were in. "Sorry, but looks like you got a trick. Hope you're not too mad."

Ren Heart

Quirk: trick or treat – this allows her to create sweets and other confectionery products form her body, however, they can altered become a trick or a treat. With a treat, they are pretty much harmless and could boost up your energy by giving you a sugar rush. A trick can have many negative side effects such as hallucination, food poisoning and much worst.

"Look out Ren!" Nagamasa yelled in alert as one of the trapped hero students in desperation tried to hit her targets. Luckily, she saved the hair or in this case hairs as they shielded her from danger as well as dragged her back to her partner. "Are you ok?" he asks politely checking for injuries.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she assured him with a smile. "Thanks for the save though." They then turned their attention back to the trapped students. "So…what do we do with them?" They all groaned and hissed at the duo trying to lash out at them by any means possible. "I mean they're pretty much-sitting ducks so. Can't we just take them out now?" She was about to walk over to them and finished the job but Nagamasa roped her back to his side.

"We need to act cautiously, Ren," He warned, "We don't know what kind of quirks they possessed. They can easily turn the tables on us. We need to disarm them somehow." He lengthened his hair once more, ready to wrap them up in hair. "I'll hold them down. You take them out."

"I got a better idea," Ren said as he cracked her knuckles. "Just hold your breath." She walked closer only a meter away from the still struggling teenagers.

The glared at the girl, "What ya gonna do bitch?"

"This," she reposed by clapping her hands together and then rubbed them fast. She closed her eye for better concentration. Half a minute passed before she did anything else. She opened her hand like a book and lifted it straight. Gently, she blew into her hands allowing white missy powder to puff out. They cough and hissed at the powder of smoke that was thrown at them. Hang on a minute. This powder was kind of sweet but there was this little kick to it. It made them drowsy. soon enough they lost the will to fight as their eyes fell along with their bodies. With a job well done Ren dusked the rest of the dust off her. "Well, that takes care of that."

Nagamasa walked up to her and patted her back. "Well done Ren," Nagamasa commended her. It made the girl blush in delight as she smiled happily at him. "Well let's finish this off." Then they easily smashed the targets of their sleepy opponents and easily passed their first exam. Their targets chimed in victory as they glowed gold. "Well now that that's done let's get going. I wonder who's there already there."

"I wonder why Izuku has the angry eye," Ren asked randomly as he eyes were fixed on the stands.

Baffled by her words, Nagamasa followed her line of sight and found Izuku with a dark angered expression. "Well that's rather strange," he commented as he screeched his chin. "What could have caused him to react in such a way?"

They didn't have time to brainstorm some theorises, as someone literally leaped and landed between them perfectly right side up with his arms out for balance. "Whoo! I'm I glad to see you two." It was Click worn out and tired from all the running he'd been through along with the none stop fighting. He's been giving it his all just to survive. "Izuku is right," he huffed as he wiped the beads of wet off his forehead, "It's too much effort trying to go in this alone. I just spend the last 15 minutes fighting off enemies or running form them. It's nice to finally see some friendly faces." Then he took out his camera and scrolled through his newly acquired pictures. They all seem to brighten his tiring day. "On the plus side, I got some really cool action shots of Camie and Karma. Inasa too. That wind attack of his was something to behold. Certainly, front cover story material for the next school issue."

"Forget about the new paper for a while, Click," Nagamasa advised firmly with a hint of worry in his voice. "Now where's your partner? Aren't you supposed to be with Seiji?"

The journalist's smile dropped as he rolled his eyes to the side. "Yeah about that. He kind of ran away from me."

"WHAT!"

He then continued to explain the second the exam started he saw the Seiji was already gone. He was right beside him too when it happened. Click was talking away and suggested possible plans and traps they could set up together as well as going on about his excitement of what kinds of stories that will unravel at the exam. Little did he knew that the time he as talking to thin air. The next thing he knew he was under attack. He did his best to fight them off while also trying to find his missing partner. "That Fool," Nagamasa spat in irritation. "What could he be thinking? He knows how important it is to stick together."

"Don't be too hard on the guy he's just trying to impress his sempai."

The two boys turned to the sweet making girl and asked, "What do you mean?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "Not really something I should say now. It would reveal too much but I'm sure some people have already figured it out. I made it a little too obvious. Oh well, I still have that thing under wraps." The boys just stared at her confused as ever. She was really making no sense to them. She laughed awkwardly at their looks. "Away something tells me if you follow Deku's death glare you'll find Seiji."

With a childish smile, Click nodded, "Let me guess your intuition is tingling."

"You know it."

He let out a small chuckle before putting on his game face, "Alright. Your intuition hasn't failed yet. I'll trust you, Ren." With that, they bid farewell as Click rushed off to find his partner while Ren and Nagamasa went off to join the rest of their classmates. Hopefully, Click can make it on time before things get too ugly.


In a completely different area, on top of a man made concrete bridge, "We should have stayed with the others!" Screamed U.A's electric quirk user, Kaminari, in panic. "It's all because of you running off. I felt lonely so a tagged along."

"Then go fuck off already, electric dumbass." For whatever reasons that possessed him to join up with Bakugou is beyond himself. Being rudely told to run away just made him question it more.

Kaminari groaned at the explosive teen, "There's no way I can do that! Not when Kirishima is reduced to that!" He pointed at Kirishima or at least what had become of him. His body parts were compacted together in a freaky amalgamation of flash with his hero uniform merged in as well. It looked like something for a horror film. It barely even looked like Kirishima with the only defining features are pieces of his red hair and armour. If they didn't see it with their own eyes they would have never believed that horrid clump of meat was their friend.

Holding the misshaped meatball Kirishima was a Shiketsu student, Seiji. He dropped the red head along with the many other victims that suffered his faith. It was a horrific sight to behold. "The students of Shiketsu are duty bond to wear these caps when active. You know way?" The purple slick haired student glared at the two remaining survivors before him. He spoke in a regal and prideful tone. "Everything we do is for the sake and reputation of Shiketsu academy. This is a sign of our strength and unity," he declared with pride. "However, the students of the first year's A class. My class. Are in an entirely new level than the others. We swore an oath of loyalty to each other. Swore that we'll always be there to defeat each other and that's the difference between you lowlifes and me. Our bond makes us stronger while you carelessly rush in with no since of comradery. That's how Kirishima was defeated and soon you'll both join him."

Bakugou spat the useless dribbled the boy give him. "Who gives a fuck about that! I'll beat you on my own!"

"Bakugou quite down. It's obvious this guy has some sort of complex," Kaminari whisper hissed hoping the explosive blonde would stop. "Don't provoke him!"

"Tche! Like I give a shit."

This made Seiji anger as he tipped down his cap. "For being such an illustrious academy, I am shock to fine someone so villainous in the ranks of U.A's hero students."

The stuck a nerve within him, Bakugou growled at the smug guy. "What does that supposed to mean!"

"Katsuki Bakugou," he started out as he pointed his hand at them in a striking powerful pose. "I swear on this day I will defeat you and bring glorious justice to all the crimes you commit. Especially to our class rep." Darkly, he glared at the ash blonde like a vigilante seeking fine justice. "I will make sure you pay."

His words made Bakugou furious. He just can't escape him. No matter how hard he tires everything loops back to that quirkless Deku. When he was small he always followed him around like some lost dog. It was annoying. And then he had the nerve to think he needed help! Him needing help from someone so worthless. Ha! Like he wanted to be saved by that damn nerd. He tried to push him back. Tired to forget about his stupid freckled face. His stupid voice. But he keeps coming back. Like an annoying cockroach he just can't stay down and die. His anger so reached his boiling point, "Like I give a fuck about that quirkless useless piece of shit!"

Incredible anger burned up inside of Seiji. Like a damn that was about to explode he shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't you dare call him that!" He put all his heart into his words. It caused the U.A students to freeze at how angry and almost heartbroken he sounded. Even tears started to from at the corners of his eyes. "Izuku is kind," he said with a wavering voice as flashed of the smiling freckled face boy came to mind. "He's clever." More images floated in his head as memories started to play. "He's always there to help no matter what." A certain memory out shined the others despite being one of the darkest times in his life. "He's amazing." That's when he started to hear them. Whispers of the past.

"It's obvious you did it."

No, I didn't.

"Just admit to your crime a be done with it."

It wasn't me.

"Yeah it's so not cool."

I'm being famed!

"Your guilty. Just say it already."

I'm innocent! He remembered the feeling of despair. Helplessness. No one believed his words. No one stood by him. He felt so alone. So broken. Why won't anyone believe me? He sunk deeper and deeper into his own despair as he collapsed to his knees holding himself tight. It was all over. No use in fighting back anymore. He should just give up and accept his unjust punishment. Just accept you're guilty. But then a ray of hope spoke out through the darkness of despair.

"Hold it!"

He'll never forget those words as meek and uncertain as they may sound at the time. It gave him hope. He dared to look up was faced with a blinding light. It was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. A bright shining light with curly green hair.

"You can't just accuse someone like that without hearing their side of the story. He could be innocent."

"The evidence says otherwise. For a detective in training you seem to have forgotten the one rule you all abide by. Evidence is everything."

"Evidence can be deceiving!" The light yell with all his might before becoming frail once more. "I just...it's...well...," he was having trouble to find the right words or any words for that matter. "He just doesn't sound like he's guilty. You know?"

Seiji couldn't care less about what happened next. Everything became a complete blur afterwards. All that mattered was someone believed in him. Someone stood by him. Someone saved him in his darkest hour. The last thing he remembered was a hand calling out to him. It was saying 'it's going to be alright. Let me help you.' It looked so inviting. So warm. He could never forget the passion he saw in those eyes that gazed into his. They were beautiful. They shined as brightly as the blinding smile that was given him. He was beautiful.

"Don't worry I'll prove your innocence...Somehow. I believe in you so believe in me too." A gentle warm hand caressed his cheek wiping away the tears of despair he cried. "You're innocent, right? So, tell me that."

Back in reality, Seiji was in a daze - shaking away at his memory. He whispered the response he gave back then. "I'm not guilty."

"When the fuck did I say anything about being guilty!" Bakugou yelled in rage and irritation snapping Seiji out of his daydream. He really wanted to kill him at this point. "What's with your damn possession of Deku?" He asked with a growl. "Do you have a fucking crush on him or something?"

'Crush' that was keyword in this scenario. It made Seiji's heart skip a heart and forced him to hide his flush face behind one of his hands. He turned away from the U.A kids and remind silent but not for long. With pride in his step, he faced them once more with his hands behind his back standing as tall as he can. "My feeling for Izuku is none of your concern," he announced proudly with his cheeks still a bit pink. "All you need to worry about is me!" He yelled as he charged in for an attack. As he did the flesh around his arms detached itself form him and floated around him in awkwardly shaped lumps.

There it is again. Bakugou thought to himself as he readied his explosives. With an animalistic roared he screamed: "BRING IT ON!" With that he launched his own attack. Like bullets made from fire crackers he shot Seiji back using his upgraded grenade gauntlet. Grinning with his own pride, he laughed at the boy's poor attempt to attack. "That'll show you not to underestimate me. I call that the AP shot auto-cannon."

Seiji groaned at his own misjudgement as his flesh clumped back into his arms. I fell for it. How could I be so careless? He glared at the two before him. He just about had it with them. Especially the expositive teen. No matter. I'll just have to up my game. As he though this his flash detached themselves from his arms once again and formed a mini army of 10 giant which like fingers along with a few mini balls of meat soldiers. "I'll force you to see the error of your ways and see just how noble it is to conduct yourself appropriately to the institution you belong to."

"What the hell is this guy talking about!" the electric blonde screamed. He just can't make heads or tails of this guy. Bakugou on the other hand groaned at his chatter wanting nothing more but to kill the prideful teen just so he would shut up. So Kaminari had to reminded him: "Don't forget this is an exam, dude." He moaned at the battle ahead. "For God's sake." This was really getting out of hand. That's when he thought it would be the perfect time to use a new piece of equipment the support course kids whipped up for him. He pulled a something off his belt and quickly insert it onto the peculiar contraption on his arm. "Well let's see how this works." He fired and two disks shoot out and spun toward their target. Sadly, they never hit as Seiji swiftly dodged them with no trouble. "Well shit."

"Projectiles?" Seiji mocked thinking it was a cheap and sad attack. "You're eye-sore. I may just roll you into a meat mound first."

That when Bakugou cut in with a bang! "Don't fucking ignore me!"

The boy smirked, "Oh? But I'm not."

Bakugou raised an eyebrow at him. He never did notice what was crawling up behind him. Not until it was too late. "What!" he screamed when he saw it. Out of the chunky witch finger attached itself on his shoulder.

Chuckling smugly, Seiji told them about his ingenious plan. "I made one of my pounds of flesh travel beneath the bridge. I knew your brain would be too small to notice. Of course, you of all people would fall to my brilliant trap." He just had to keep tooting on his own horn just to get Bakugou riled up more. He just loved the away his expression look. So furious yet determine. He just couldn't tell when he's been beaten which made it that sweeter. It was perfect justice. "Now your flesh shall meet the same fate as your fallen comrade. Once it makes contact. It's all over."

The fleshed mound grew another finger beside it and wrapped itself around the explosive teen's neck. It devoured his body as he tried to fight back. His efforts where fruitless. Kaminari screamed in horror as he watched another one of his classmates get devoured by a clump of flesh. It was unsettling disgusting. Soon the flash finger chomped on Bakugou's face as he yelled out his final words. "FCKK! YYO ASSHOUSZIS!" Once the deed was done all that was left was a Bakugou meatball. One of his angry eyes was still seen on the surface just glared at the one who transformed him into this hideous and useless sate. He tried to shout out any swears but his mouth was nowhere to be seen and so they just came out as gibberish mumbles.

"How pitiful," Seiji mocked at the casted his sharp eyes down at the boy. "You would do well to start anew."

Seiji Shishikura

Quirk: Meatball - Gives him the ability to manipulate raw flesh. Seiji can turn others into balls of flesh and can manipulate his own flesh in many ways such as detaching his flesh and remotely controlling them, mix his flesh together or enlarge them.

"And so, there was one," Seiji shifted his eyes to the electric quirk user who looked ready to high tail it and run yet his still stood his ground. "Denki Kaminari, I won't do anything rash if I were you. Even in their present condition they can still feel pain. Any discharge to make will harm them.

Kaminari bit his lip unsure on what to do next. If he attacks he could hurt his friends. If he doesn't then he'll probably end up as a meatball but something just bugged him. "Why?" he asked he asked curiously at the same time stalling for time. "Why are you going to all this trouble." Honestly, it doesn't make much sense. He could have easily passed the exam by now with the number of other students he got trap in his quirk. Yet here he is still standing here ready to fight when he can easily walk up to any of the meatballed students and take out their targets. "You know you only need to take out two guys out to pass, right? Why go through all this trouble?"

The boy lowered his guard. He decided to humour him for now, knowing he couldn't do anything before he turns him to a meatball like his friends. "I Just want to make him proud of me. Show him I'm just as good."

Kaminari tilted his head, "You mean your parents?"

Seiji huffed out a laugh at the boy's question. "No not them. They're way too easy to please."

"Is that so…" Then it hit him. Who he must be was referring. It must be that guy. "Oh, you're talking about the quirkless kid. Izuku or something like that…"

The next thing he knew a slab of floating meat was dangerously close his face. Kaminari shrieked at the closeness as Seiji glared daggers into his eyes. "Don't you dare belittle him for being quirkless. He strong and reliable unlike that sum bag Bakugou. He is far worthier of carrying the title of hero than him!"

"Whoa don't you think that's going a little far," Kaminari gauged trying to defend his kind of friend. "Sure, Bakugou is a jerk but he deserves be a hero as much as you and me. He may not act like he but he's totally serious."

"No, he's not!" Seiji screamed at him. "He doesn't deserve it. Not after everything he's done." A new memory appeared in his head. It was a heart-breaking image of a crying Izuku. He was in pain. In so much pain. He remembered that day well. When his class swore an oath to each other. To protect each other. To remain loyal to each other. To not hide anything to each other. Many stories were told that day: funny, humiliating and even heart-breaking. When Izuku told his…he wanted nothing more but to take all that pain away. He knew he couldn't and that hurt him even more. "He will pay for causing him so much pain!"

Kaminari expression darkened. "Look I don't know what Bakugou did to your rep and it's probably not my place to judge but it not yours either." He held his hand out like a gun making his last stands. It's now or never. "The past is the past get over it man. Your rep seems like he has."

Seiji growled at the electric quirk user. "Insolent fool!" He was about to encase him in flesh and turned him into another meatball.

Fortunately, Kaminari was just about quick enough to dodge. He held his gun hand and aimed it steady. "Your standing in a convenient spot man. Thanks' for making life easier for me." Then he fired a shock wave.

"What?" That was all he could say before and electric surge travelled through his body. He screamed in pain as his attacking flesh mounds returned to him. falling to the floor he tried to figure out just what happened to him. his eyes caught the sight of one of the disk he attacked with easier. "I see now. Those were no ordinary projectiles. Were they?"

"Nope," Kaminari explained happily while waging one of his fingers. "Those were something support whipped up for me to help me aim my charges. You know so I won't hurt anyone and all."

"Clever but this battle is not over yet!"

"You can fucking say that again!"

"Huh?" the next thing Seiji knew was being doubled teamed with a punched in the stomach.

"Your quirk's effect deactivates when you take damage. I'm I right? Why else would you always attack at long distance?" Both Bakugou and Kirishima were freed form their flesh prison ready to take down the one that imprisoned them.

"Thanks, Kaminari, man I owe you." Kirishima said giving he a thumb up.

Meanwhile Bakugou clicked his tongue at him, "Took you long enough dumbass."

"You really are the worst Bakugou," Kaminari groaned realised there might have been some truth to Seiji words. "Neverminded that look behind you!" he yelled in panicked. As they did the rest of the imprisoned students were not free, moving, ready to attack them at any given time. "We got company!"

Kirishima stood his ground as he hardened his arms. Bakugou did a similar thing as he allowed mini explosions to pop in his hand. He had the face of an animal as he licked his lips with excitement. "I know." He was ready to rumble but first to take care of some unfished business. "Let's finish this guy off before he gets up again. Hey dumbass he was your take down. You finish him off."

Kaminari gulped. His eyes shifted to the fallen Shiketsu student. Then he took out one the balls he was given earlier and carefully walked up to the boy. He stared at his pained expression for a while. He felt bad for him. "Sorry to do this to you man," he said even though he knew he couldn't hear him. "You tried so hard to impress that guy just for all of it to end like this. That's rough." He sighed heavily before he starched his and out with a ball to one of the targets on his chest. "You did your best." He was about to hit him but…

Slap!

Something hit him instead. Right in the face no less. "The fuck?" The three U.A students watched in confusion as the thing that smacked Kaminari in the face spun run and around in place. It was like a wheel on race car and drove around and round the confused A.U- crisscrossed in and out form their legs. The next thing they knew their legs got tied together by some sort of inviable string. The sting was attached to the round spinning object as it ran around and round their bodies forcing Bakugou and Kirishima to come together back to back. The two of the tried to struggle free but the string was made of some sort of strong, almost see through material. "Seriously what the fuck?" Bakugou's patience can only take so much. He had enough with surprises today. Seeing Deku of all people again was even more than he could handle without exploding.

"Hold on man a think I got something." Using his harden arms Kirishima slowly but surely cut throw their bindings.

Freed, Bakugou glared at the spinning object that did that to them. Though it wasn't really spinning anymore. He ticked it up and inspected it closely. It was cold to the touch and shined in the light with a sliver reflective colour. It was weighted too with the centre hollowed out all the way except for this small piece in the middle. Its shape remained him of a yo-yo. "The hell is this supposed to be. A metal yo-yo?"

"Bakugou, look out!"

Seemed like cutting the sting wasn't enough to kill it as the main body charged itself at Bakugou. However, instead of hitting him or tying him up in some way it rapped itself onto the yo-yo he was holding. Then it was tucked out of his hand and began rolling on the floor once more. This time it didn't go after the U.A kids but instead wrapped itself onto the fallen Shiketsu student and dragged him somewhere else safer. "Apologies ladies and gents. Seems like I'm late to the show." Seiji was dragged back into the arms on a newcomer to the scene who held him up bridely style. "But it seems I got here in the nick of time none the less. And as we always say: the show must go on!"

Weakly, Seiji opened his eyes and saw a familiar blurred silhouette. "Click? When did you get here?" he crooked out meekly.

The journalist gave him a cheesy smile, "Well I was here right about the time you took down Bakugou. That was very impressive I must the way, I got some amazing action shots. Wanna see?"

"Not…now…"

Click sighed in disappointment. "I guess you're right. There's work to be done but you seem really bend out of shape. How's about we go fine Miko? She'll fix you up no problem."

"NO!" Seiji screamed as he slowly lifted himself up form Click's arms. "I can…I can still move."

Frowning, Click decided to whisper something in his ear: "You're just going to make him more mad than he already is."

In realisations of his words, Seiji eyes widen. Quickly, he scanned the stands. His eyes soon meet with dark emerald green ones. They yelled one single expression: 'I'm disappointed in you.' "No," he tried to explain himself despite fulling knowing his words could never reach him. "I didn't mean too. I just wanted you to see. I'm just as good. I can do it too."

Click comforted him with by patting his head. "I know you could have. You were so close too." Gently, he laid Seiji down. "Let me handle things for now. We are partners after all. When you feel up to it join me any time and don't worry. Won't let them get you." He turned to face the mini army before him with a bright big smile. This will certainly be interesting. "Well know I guess it's time for me to take centre stage. I will apologise in advance it's been awhile since I last had an audience quite like this. So, I might me a tad bit rusty."

"The hell are you talking about?" one student yelled.

There was a glint in Click's eyes as he held his arms out. "Now then, let the show begin." Suddenly, several lines for sting sprouted out form his hands and launched themselves on more metal yo-yo he wore around his waist. Quickly, they were hooked off and rushed in for an attack. The students screamed in surprised and the tried to defend themselves for the savage attack. It was useless however. Even when they dodged or even braced themselves by protecting their body parts the yo-yos straight projectile did not last. Their movements became unpredictable and almost snake like as the twisted past them and slammed their unprotected areas. Safe to say it was painful. Especially since they were made from metal. "Don't think you can dodge them so easily folks."

Click Kondo

Quirk: yo-yo strings – he's able to draw out string from holes found at the bottom of each of his fingers of his hand. With these strings he's able to manipulate where they go with complete control. He usually then attaches them to specially made yo-yos to give his attacks an extra kick hence the odd name.

"I got this, guys!" Kaminari yelled as he aimed his gun hand at the mini army of yo-yos that attacked them from all sides. With a blast of lighting form his fingertips hit those yo-yos his perfectly without hitting anyone else. "Alright!" Too bad it did absolutely nothing to stop them from their relentless and unpredictable attacks. In fact, it just strengthened them further by adding and electric charge to their assaults. "Oh crap."

Click laughed at the attempt. It sounds so innocent and childlike yet still borderline mockery. "Nice try Kaminari but my strings aren't conductible. So, there's no way for you to hurt me. That is unless you would risk electrocuting everyone here."

"They may not be conductible," Kirishima growled as he hardened his arms to make a make shift knife. "But they're breakable!" He roared as he sliced the sounds the pieces of string that were near him. With their connection severed the strings went limp along with the yo-yo's they were attached to. It seemed like a victory for him. He even did a small cheer of a job well done in his head.

All the while Click nodded at his statement. "True, true. With the right amount of force my stings are easily broken. However," the main body of the severed string was brought back by to life. It quickly snaked its way back to its partner attaching itself once again. Like nothing ever happened it rolled as fast as a race car wheel and drove back into the fray. "They can quite easily recover."

"Damn there's just no end to these things," one student groaned as they blocked another attack.

"This guy is just as tough as the other," another one commented as he dodged another set that came at him. "And here I thought U.A were the ones to look out for. These Shiketsu kids are something else."

That rubbed Bakugou the wrong way. There's no way he'll be compared to some second rated high school hero students. "Like hell!" He roared blazing through the swarm of yo-yo. In his bitter rage he blasted through the air with one target in mind. He grinned like a rabid dog, "you're a distance fighter too. That means you got nothing when it comes to hand to hand combat." Click remained calm at Bakugou's charge as kept his usual smile. That just make him madder. "Take me seriously you yo-yo fuck!" He was about to land a punch and to his stupidity smiling face and blow it up. We'll see if he's still smiling after that.

Smiling still, Click never moved a muscle. Not until the very last second. Elegantly, he leaped over the flying teen as if he was a pole on a high jump. With barely any time to react, Click twirled his body around and slammed his leg at Bakugou's side making him lose concentration on his quirk. He then lengthened one of its strings and looped it around Bakugou's neck. With a yank Bakugou was forced backwards. All the way back to the far battle field. Once back the string was called back allowing the yo-yo its attached to slam itself on his face. So, I guess instead delivering punch he got a punch.

Concerned for their friend, the other U.A students ran to his aid. Bakugou smacked their help away and glared at Click still with that happy childlike smile. He was holding on to his nose that a peered to be crooked and dripped with blood. He wiped the crimson drops off and growled, "You yo-yo fucking bastard."

Click cheekily waved a finger at him. "Tis, tis Bakugou. You underestimated your opponent once again. what makes you think I have no combat experience?" His yo-yos were quickly called back letting the students have a brief time to breath. As if he wanted to show off or make some sort of a point, he played around with his ten yo-yos as any normal person would. Well as normal a person can be as they performed the walk the dog trick with ten yo-yos. "If you want to be the star of the show you must have all your bases down pack. It's no use just being good a one thing while you lack in every other apartment. Sure, there are specialist but they can only go so far with a selective audience. In short…" once again his yo-yo army raced in for another attack. "It would be a simple task to come right at you all up and personal. It would be easier for me but I'll choose not to."

Once again dodging for their lives to students talked amongst themselves. "Ok let's say that guy's more than just talk. Why hasn't he come at us yet?"

"Isn't it obvious," one spat, "he's protecting his friend back there. If he comes in at us that guy will be a sitting duck."

"Oh really. Well let's exploited that weakness." One of them in armour seemed of have a short distance speed quirk as they dashed out of the fray. Click tried to whip them back into place but his speed was too fast for him to catch him. The kid could go behind him while holding one of those balls in his hand. "Drop the Yo-yos or you friend gets it." He places the ball dangerously close his Seiji's targets. Unwilling, Click was about to comply (he did not want to be the reason his partner failed his exam) but not before a wacky miracle happened. An arrow shot through the student's hand. You read it right. An arrow shot through their hand. Not just any arrow, an arrow made of pure light and has now pinned them to the concrete flooring allowing the ball to roll out of their hand. "…THE HELL!" they screamed as their brain finally registered what happened to them. "HOLY HELL THIS HURT! THIS REALLY GOD DAMN HURTS! THIS… doesn't hurt?" Their mind couldn't comprehend the contradiction. Their hand as been impaled but they felt nothing. Soon they were brave enough to touch the arrow. It was warm and had this tingly feeling to it but nothing too extreme. They tried to pull it out but… "I'm stuck!" No matter how hard they tried they could make the arrow budged one bit.

Click gazed at the arrow and immediately recognised it. That arrow it can only mean one thing. A wolf like howl wisped through the air. With it a new challenger. "Takako!" Click cheered with a sigh of relief.

Slash! Bang! Slice!

Things just got a lot harder for them. No way no one is getting out of this without a scratch. "Where did this chick came from?" The chick they were referring to a dual sword wielding blind girl with amazing grace and agility. She sliced her way through the crowd parrying their attacks easily with her two blades.

"Damn it! It's another one of them Shiketsu students!" Kaminari moaned and readied his shot. She was getting close to the area were his shot those aiming disks from earlier. If he can just hit her. Someway, somehow, she noticed his odd movements as he pointed a gun shaped hand at the disk he was aiming for. So, she acted accordingly and sliced the disk in half before he could take a shot. "I just got that!"

"Apologies," the girl said as she suddenly appeared in front of the electric quirk user. Pouncing on him she pinned he boy down with her body. "This has to be done." With those words said the blonde was shot into place by another glowing arrow.

"Kaminari!" His redhead friend tried to save him by attacking the girl. She's got be the one controlling those arrows. He was so sure of himself. If I can take her out Kaminari will be free. With a harden strike, he attacked the girl with a fearsome warrior's cry. His hand met blade just as he expected. Thanks to the protection his harden skin he could grab the blade in his hands. All he had to do was shatter it with brute force but this proved to be difficult as the blade suddenly turned green. "Gah!" There was a sudden sting sensation on his hand as he stumbled back. Shakily, he stared at his hand. His hardness was melting way with some sort of green liquid. It felt like he put his hand in corrosive acid.

"I guess I should have warned you. Dokujin is quite poisonous." Without any further waring she kicked the redhead away from her. As she as she did he met with the same faith as he friend- pined to the ground with another arrow of light. Bakugou tried a sneak attack on the blind girl as he snuck up behind her ready to let loose his new cannon but it was all in vein as she lifted her second blade behind her. His blasts were stopped thanks to an invisible barrier it created. "And Mamorujin doubles as a shield."

Before Bakugou could make a second attack, he was stuck down with the same arrows that stopped his other comrades. Desperately, he growled with a grin and aimed his hands at the girl only have them both pinned down one after the other by another set of arrows. "Where the fuck are these fucking arrows coming from!"


Meanwhile, back on the stands, Izuku let out a sigh of relief. "That was a close one." He then began writing in his notes while mumbling non-stop to himself: "Seiji's manipulation with this quirk as improved but he's still arrogant. Underestimating U.A was a bad call. Trying to go it alone was a bad call. Grr…this is exactly why I told them to stick with their partners. I'll need to have a talk with him after this," there was a dark layer of anger in his tone. He seemed rather irritated. "Luckily, Click was there to save him. Although he was there a lot sooner he could have jumped in a helped him. Why didn't he? I'll need to talk to him as well. Those yo-yo Komui made a working well for him but he seems to be having a harder time controlling them then his regular wooden ones. They're a lot slower than his normal strikes. Could it be the weight? I'll talk with Komui if he can make them lighter but still pack as much of a kick. Now Takako has joined in and judging by those arrows Aiko's not too far behind. This should make an interesting showdown. But then there's Ren and Nagamasa. They worked well together. Since Ren is usually quite shy around the others Nagamasa kind and thoughtful personality balanced that out. Even so, she'll need to learn to work with others out of her comfort zone. Perhaps I should let her team up with someone like Camie and maybe even Inu for the next training session. That should help. Then there's Inasa. As expected he could take out multiple candidates thanks to this quirk. It's powerful and he can control it fairly well even though he almost got Allen and Yuu out. He might have relied on it too much. Mumm… perhaps we should try that no quirk training regime sensei and I have been working on. They'll all surely benefit from it. Both Yuu and Allen have yet to show off their own abilities, so I can't really make any important notes on them yet. Oh well, there's always the next exam." He wrote down everything he said in rapid speed not caring that the people around him were looking at him like some loon.

Ring! ring!

Then was a rapid vibration in the boy's pocket and he quickly checked what it was. His phone glowed with an impotent name as it buzzed in his hand telling him to hurry up and answer. He flubbed a bit in realisation and bit his lip in anticipation. However, his jitter soon faded as an unsettling smile appeared on his lips. He turned casually at the heroes next to him. Despite the smile he had on it just seemed too happy or maybe it was just them. "Do you mind recording the exam for me. I got an important call a need to take but I don't want to miss out on anything."

Miss joke answered first with a grin and gave the boy an O.K. signal with a wink. "Sure, thing kid. No proplemo."

On the other hand, Aizawa just grunted, his red dry eyes remained place on the field ahead, "Whatever just hurry back."

"Thanks," he cheered and dashed off somewhere privately. Luckily, his phone was still ringing away in his hand. With a deep breath, he held the phone close to his ear and spoke. "Hello," he started off politely as murmurs buzzed through the speakers. "Yeah, it's me…uh huh…uh huh…That's great!" His mood just got higher with the information he was given. Everything is coming in to place. The second half of the exam will sure be interesting. For him at least. He wondered how most of his classmates will react to the little surprise he has in store for them. He's sure one of them would most likely have a freakout. But what of the others? Will they remain calm or break the pressure? He'll find out soon. "It's good to hear you all can make it. I'm sure they'll be happy to see you." A regel laugh came through the speakers along with some murmurs. "Of course, I'm not being sarcastic sir," his tone was light but held some weight as he smiled. It almost seemed wicked. "You'll all make great motivation for the second exam. We can't have them slacking off. Right?"


AN: Well that was fun. To the reviews-

Karlos1234ify - No, Izuku is not as OP as Saitama but he kind of fights like Bang and Garou just not that insane. Kind of (You can be the judge of that when he eventually fights). Just mix in Atomic samurai and you got the bare bones of his fighting style with some added tricks he learned form his classmates.

Guest - Well here it is hoped you enjoyed. Next chapter will be the climax of the first exam as well as Izuku's 'surprise'. That'll be fun.

Well that all till next time.