Attack on the USJ (Part ½)
The rest of the day was pretty event free, except for when Midoriya came back and chased after Bakugo.
Some people were looking out the window at the pair, Yamiyo included. They watched as Midoriya caught up with Bakugo and started talking. A minute or so later… Bakugo started yelling back… and it looked like… he was crying?
No… that can't be right… is he really crying?
She watched in silence as he turned his back and continued walking, but not before he was caught by All Might. Then Bakugo said something, All Might stepped back, and Bakugo walked out of UA. She sighed and turned to see almost everyone's eyes on her.
"What..?"
"You were friends with them, right? What happened down there?" Uraraka asked. Yamiyo looked down, readjusting her eyepatch.
"To be honest… after some… problems… I had to leave the neighborhood when I was around 4… so I really don't know what happened between them… I'm sorry.." She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Kirishima.
"It's alright! It just means we'll have to stay curious!" He gave a thumbs up, she gave a nod and a weak smile.
"Oh! It's time to go! Bye everyone!" She started walking out the door, Fukimage behind her. It was pretty silent the entire way until they got onto the train. She sighed.
"So.. Tsu and Shoji know?" She turned to see Fukimage's shocked bird features.
"Oh come on! I'm training to be a hero, and I've improved my stealth tremendously! And, you guys aren't the quietest talkers ever…" Fukimage looked down. Dark Shadow emerged from his chest and rested on Yamiyo's lap. She started petting him, but not taking her eyes off Fukimage. He sighed.
"They do… I'm sorry-"
"Don't be." He turned to face her expressionless gaze.
"I've actually wanted to show the class… my eye at least.. It may make things easier for me to start to get more comfortable around them… also this eyepatch isn't the most comfortable thing ever. The only thing I'm worried about is if they ask me how I got it or if they start thinking I'm a freak or monster.." Fukimage dropped his gaze and stared at his feet. She looked down at the shadow bird on her lap, a small smile creeping onto her face.
"Sooo… you and Tsu. How's that workin' for ya?" Fukimage snapped his head over to his smug adopted sister. He looked completely shocked.
"Shut up! We just work well as a team!" He rubbed his face while she laughed. Dark Shadow started chuckling at his host's flustered state as well. Fukimage grumbled and turned his head away.
"Hey! Can you tell us what it's like to have All Might as a teacher?"
"What are your opinions on All Might?"
"What's it like having All Might around?" Yamiyo was standing in the middle of the media. Her face paling every second. Somehow she got lost and lost sight of Fukimage. She started feeling claustrophobic as the cameras and microphones were shoved into her face. She felt her ears pin against her head.
"Please, I have to get to class-" Her path was blocked off by, yet another reporter asking about All Might. She tried shoving her way through, but it seemed to have no effect. Her head started spinning and she felt her heart begin to beat fast. It felt like it was going to burst from her chest. She found it harder to breathe as reporters started yelling over each other and asking her different questions. Her head began pounding and she felt sick. She felt as if she was about to fall over, but an arm wrapped around her shoulders. She looked up to see peppermint hair.
"Are you two dating?" A woman with blonde hair asked immediately.
"No." They both replied coldly. The woman shrunk back into the crowd as Todoroki helped Yamiyo get past the reporters. When they finally broke free, they saw Aizawa jogging over.
"You two alright?" They nodded as Yamiyo clutched her chest to calm her heart.
"Alright, you should head to class.." After they started walking, she heard Aizawa mumble, "This media is gonna be the death of my students.." And she started wondering if anyone else got harrassed by the media.
"You ok?" She turned to see Todoroki looking down at her, literally. She nodded and gave a weak smile. He sighed and kept his eyes forward, he didn't say anything else.
"Hey! Yamiyo! You alright?" She walked into the classroom and made her way over to a group of girls consisting of Uraraka, Mina, and Jiro.
"Yeah, those media people are evil.." she hissed. She did a quick scan and saw Fumikage say something to Todoroki before he walked over to his desk.
"Totally! They wouldn't let me into the school!" Jiro responded.
"They didn't let me move at all!" Mina shouted, obviously frustrated.
"I got surrounded, I thought I was going to get a black eye because of the microphones!" Yamiyo shook her fist into the air. "I would strangle them if it wouldn't ruin my chances of becoming a hero.." She saw Jiro and Mina nod. Uraraka was looking elsewhere.
"Uraraka?" Yamiyo waved a hand in front of her face. She jumped back.
"Whatcha lookin at?" Yamiyo tried to follow her trail of sight, but didn't see anything but her classmates- waaiiit…. She saw a certain green haired boy. She smiled and opened her mouth, but the door slid open and she had to rush to her seat as Mr. Aizawa walked up to the front of the room.
"Decent work on your combat training you guys. I saw the video feeds and went over each of your team's results. Bakugo, you're talented. So don't sulk like a child about your loss, okay?" She turned to see Bakugo with an irritated and annoyed look on his face, although that always seemed to be his neutral expression.
"Yeah, whatever." Bakugo turned to face the wall.
"And Midoriya." She turned her head to the left more.
"I see the only way you won the match by messing up your arm again." Midoriya lowered his head closer to his desk. "Work harder, and don't give me the excuse that you don't have control over your quirk. That line is already getting old. You can't keep breaking your body while training here,but your quirk will be really useful if you can get a handle on it." She saw Midoriya's face lit up as he raised his head with a big smile on his face.
"So show a little urgency, huh?" Midoriya's face changed from happy, to determined in a heartbeat.
"Right!"
"Miyako.." She straightened her posture, trying to ignore the many pairs of eyes settling on her, even a crimson pair, but she barely noticed it. She squirmed a bit at the call of her last name.
"You and Tokoyami did very well, but I want you to actually work with your other classmates." She expected him to talk about that.
"Right-"
"I wasn't finished." She furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Whatever personal problems are going on, you need to either move past or forget about them and focus on training. I was informed about you leaving the monitoring room and not coming back until two matches before your own ." She froze, lowering her gaze.
"You need to focus on hero work. You didn't get accepted for you to sit off to the side and have your entire focus on something other than training." She nodded, her hair covering her face. "Let's get down to business. Our first task will decide your future…" So dramatic.. Without even looking, she could tell everyone tensed up.
"You all need to pick a class representative." She heard many people sigh from relief. There was a moment of calming quietness, then it became chaos.
"Pick me guys! I wanna be class rep!" She watched Kirishima shoot up from his desk. She raised her head and saw almost everyone else either with their hand raised, or calling out to become class rep. It got so bad she pressed her ears to her head and pressed her hands on top of them.
"My first duty as class rep is to have the girls skirts approximately 30 cm abuve the knee!" Yamiyo really growled at the little menace, but otherwise didn't really do anything..
"SILENCE EVERYONE, PLEASE!" She silently thanked Iida as she lifted her ears up to listen to what he had to say. "To be class representative, you have to be able to lead a class. It's not something anyone can do. You must first have the trust of every student in the classroom. Therefore, the most logical way to fill this position is democratically. We will hold an election to choose our leader."
"Your arm is raised the highest though.." She said with a smirk on her face, she rested her head on her hand.
"Is this really the best idea?" Kaminari said.
"We've only known each other for a few days! How do we know who we can trust?" Asui pointed out with a finger on her chin.
"Besides, everyone will just vote for themselves.." Kirishima stated.
"Isn't that a good thing?" All eyes turned to her. "Whoever has the most votes, is clearly the right person for the job, since they have that many people thinking they could qualify as class rep." She stated simply. She saw Iida turn to the Aizawa cocoon.
A crappy butterfly if that's its cocoon…
"It's the best way, right sir?"
"Do what you want, just decide before my naps over." Aizawa toppled over, and immediately started sleeping. They started passing out cards and Yamiyo thought for a moment. She saw two, or three people who were the best choice… but she thought longer. Midoriya would be a nervous wreck if he didn't change that much… that just leaves Iida and Yaoyorozu… she leaned in her chair. Staring at the ceiling, thinking. She then thought of the best person and added her vote to the box.
"Who voted for him?!" Bakugo stood up and slammed his hands onto his desk.
"What, did you honestly think anyone was gonna vote for you?"
"Did you think anyone was going to vote for a ticking time bomb?" Yamiyo and Sero said at the same time. They turned to each other and, without a word, high-fived. They ignored Bakugo's death threats and she turned to the distraught Iida.
"One vote?! I feared this was gonna happen... but I can't argue with the system I chose!"
"You think you're the only shocked person? I was basically called an emotional mess by Aisawa-Sensei and I still got two votes.." She turned her head to the board. She was one vote behind Yaoyorozu.
Aizawa sensei was well awake by the time the Class Rep and deputy was chosen. Midoriya and Yaoyorozu walked up to the front of the class and faced their classmates. "Alright, so the class rep is Midoriya, and our deputy is Yaoyorozu." She saw Midoriya shaking like a leaf with a horrified look plastered on his face, while Yaoyorozu looked calm.
"Really? Uh… it's not a mistake?" Midoriya said- no… prayed. Yaoyorozu sighed and looked to the right.
"How did this happen?" She sighed.
"This might not be so bad!" Tsu commented.
"Yeah, I could get behind Midoriya I guess." Kirishima piped up.
"Yaoyorozu was totally on top of it when it came to our training results." Kaminari complimented. Yamiyo smiled and rested her head on the desk.
"I'm not fit for the position." She turned to Fukimage who was walking beside her with a lunchtray.
"I can definitely see you doing a good job. Your level headed in a moment of crisis and you can make up a plan on the spot." He turned to face her.
"I can't. Aizawa-Sensei is right, if I can't put my past behind me, I won't get any better. I'll just keep setting myself back and possibly hold everyone back as well." Fukimage looked at his food tray. "I'll see you later Fumi." She smiled. He looked back at her and nodded.
"She watched as he walked over to join Shoji. Yamiyo stayed where she was and looked around the cafeteria, looking for a familiar face or two to sit with.
Yamiyo jumped slightly when a hand clamped down on her shoulder. Yamiyo looked behind her and saw Mina smiling. "Come sit with us!" She jerked a thumb over to a table that consisted of Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, and Bakugo.
She smiled and nodded. "Sure.." She walked over with Mina and took a seat next to her. On her right was Kaminari, across from him was Bakugo flanked by Kirishima on his right and Sero on his left. Kaminari stared at her for a bit before he turned to her with a goofy smile.
"You're really cute, why don't we go catch a movie after this?" Kaminari winked. She leaned on Mina and kicked Kaminari in the shoulder, not a soft kick either.
"Hey- OW!" He rubbed his shoulder and then reached down to his foot with a more hurt expression. "What's the deal man?!" Bakugo scoffed and turned away from Kaminari.
"How's that for an answer?" She shot coldly. "You make it seem as if you wanna date someone because they're good looking."
"Well-" she brought her fist back.
"Okay, okay! Sheesh.." he turned back to his food. Her, along with Mina and Sero chuckled. Bakugo just grumbled and sent a glare to everyone.
"So, Yamiyo. Why didn't you vote for yourself? You would've done a pretty good job!" Sero questioned. "I mean- I assume you didn't because of your reaction to getting two votes." He corrected himself.
"I didn't vote for myself, and Fukimage basically said the same thing about me being a 'good leader' and all that crap."
"Fukimage…? Don't you mean Tokoyami?" Kaminari spoke up. She looked at him with a dead eye stare.
"Are you two dating?" She dropped her chopsticks and smacked Kaminari upside the head.
"You sure you didn't use your quirk yet?" She shot at him. "Were adopted siblings, nut for brains."
"Hey!"
"I backed down because Aizawa-Sensei is right, I need to focus more on my training. And I don't think it would work well for me because of everything I hide." She ignored Kaminari's complaints.
"Like your arms, legs, and eye?" Mina asked. She nodded and took a bite from her food.
"Does it have something to do with the scar on your stomach?" Kirishima asked. She froze. How could she forget about that one?! Well.. it was no bigger than her hand… but she didn't deny its existence. She continued eating and nodded.
"Were you staring at it?" Yamiyo shot at Kirishima with a smirk. Kirishima took a full five seconds for it to register, and when it did, his face was beat red and he was waving his hands in front of him.
"NO! I just saw it when you were walking back to the viewing room after leaving!"
"So you were staring?"
"NOO!" Kirishima covered his face and slammed his forehead against the table.
"How did you get it anyway?" Bakugo said coldly.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She said smugly. He was about to yell something when bells went off, making Yamiyo cover her ears.
"𝕎𝔸ℝℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾: 𝕃𝔼𝕍𝔼𝕃 𝟛 𝕊𝔼ℂ𝕌ℝ𝕀𝕋𝕐 𝔹ℝ𝔼𝔸ℂℍ. 𝔸𝕃𝕃 𝕊𝕋𝕌𝔻𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕊 ℙ𝕃𝔼𝔸𝕊𝔼 𝔼𝕍𝔸ℂ𝕌𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝕌𝕀𝕃𝔻𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕀ℕ 𝔸ℕ 𝕆ℝ𝔻𝔼ℝ𝕃𝕐 𝔽𝔸𝕊ℍ𝕀𝕆ℕ!" A female robot voice echoed throughout the silent cafeteria. It continued to repeat the same message over and over.
"The hell?!" Yamiyo shouted. Kaminari grabbed her elbow and pulled her out of the seat at the same time as the rest of the table stood. She ended up next to Bakugo and Kirishima near the back as they shoved their way out of the cafeteria walls. Very quickly, they were being squished from all angles.
Yamiyo yelped in pain when the guy in front of her threw his elbow back and hit her in the chest. She stumbled back into the person behind her and was shoved forward onto the ground."Yamiyo!" Kirishima tried to go back to help, but the crowd kept pushing them forward.
"Kirishima!" She tried to stand, but whenever she tried to someone would step onto her back and push her back onto her stomach.
"Hey! A girl is on the ground!"
"Stop stepping on her!"
"Make some space!" Some people shouted. But, it didn't help, people kept stepping and running
over Yamiyo. She managed to curl into a ball and cover her head to try and keep people from stepping on her head, she tucked in her tail around her legs.
She felt impacts all over her body. She could only hear the laughter of the people kicking her.
"Stop! Please!" She cried as she tried to get away. She felt a good kick to the back of her head and she cried out in pain. She felt someone grab her hair and lift her head up. Her eye was met with white orbs. The girl had dark gray, cloud like hair and her skin was a stormy gray color. She smiled to reveal her white pointy teeth.
"If you're aiming to become a hero, you should at least learn some basic self defense." She cackled as she slammed Yamiyos head to the floor. More kicks started hitting her body as she cried and prayed for it to stop.
"BACK UP IDIOTS!" Yamiyo heard small booms coming from somewhere in front of her.
"Hey! Watch it!"
"You're going the wrong way!"
"SHUT UP!" Bakugo yelled. Yamiyo felt someone pulling her off the ground. Before she could even register what was happening, she was lightly pushed forward. She felt someone's hand on her back and she looked over her right shoulder, seeing Bakugo looking ahead with a deep scowl on his face.
Yamiyo didn't complain as they pushed their way through the crowd, Bakugo sometimes shouting insults or cursing loudly.
"Hey, it's Iida!" Yamiyo called out, pointing at the boy. He was spinning in a circle, going forward above the crowd. He slammed into the Exit Sign and gripped a pole above him, she noted his lack of glasses.
"Listen up everything is okay!" The entire crowd stopped and stared at Iida. Yamiyo saw his legs were shaking, "It's just the medial outside! There's absolutely nothing to worry about! Everythings fine! We're UA students, we need to stay calm and prove we're the best of the best!" Yamiyo sighed and pressed her hand to her forehead.
"You'd think as UA students, everyone wouldn't be panicking and would be able to actually file out calmly." Yamiyo mumbled. Bakugo huffed in agreement and they began to regroup and head back to class.
"It's time class rep. Let's begin." Yaoyorozu said. Midoriya stood rigid, cheeks slightly red and his face showed nervousness.
"Uhm.. ok so we need to find out who the other class officers will be- but first… there's something I wanna say." Yamiyo quirked a brow and tilted her head slightly. "I've thought a lot about this… and I think that Tenya Iida should be our class rep!" Midoriya relaxed slightly, but his eyes stayed on the podium. "He was able to capture everyone's attention and get us in line." He raised his head and looked at Iida. "So I believe… that he should be the one leading our class from now on!" Yamiyo smiled and looked at Iida. The boy looked genuinely surprised.
"Yeah- you know what? If Midoriya vouches for him I'm good, lus he was a big help. He totally maned up and took charge, right?" Kirishima said while smiling.
"Yep! Oh did you notice he looked like the dude on the emergency exit signs when he was on the wall earlier?" Kaminari laughed.
"This is a waste of time." Aizawa spoke up, startling Midoriya at the podium. "I don't care who the class rep is, just hurry up." Aizawa fell back to his side and seemed to fall back asleep in his sleeping bag. Iida sat still for a few moments before standing with his eyes closed.
"If Midoriya has nominated me for this job…" He opened his eyes and stared forward. "Then I humbly accept! I pledge to carry out the duties as class rep to the best of my abilities!" Iida said, arm raised in the air with the other behind his back.
"Sounds good emergency exit." Kirishima smiled.
"Emergency exit Iida! Don't let us down man." Kaminari chuckled.
"You got it Iida! Be the best emergency exit!" Yamiyo smiled, laughing along with some of her classmates.
"Today's training will be a little different. You'll have three instructors, me, All Might, and another faculty member will be keeping tabs on you."
Wonder who the other faculty member is… maybe Ectoplasm..? Murmurs filled the room until Sero called out.
"Sir, what kind of training is this?" Aizawa shot out another card, in big blue letters was the word "RESCUE"
"Rescue. You'll be dealing with natural disasters, shipwrecks and stuff like that." Everyone started chatting a bit.
Rescue huh? Maybe I'll do a decent job!
"Guys, I'm not finished yet." Everyone mumbled a sorry.
"What you wear in this exercise is up to you, I know your excited about costumes." He held out a remote and the walls opened again to show the familiar cases with numbers on them. "But keep in mind that you haven't gotten used to them yet, and they might limit your abilities. This special training is at an off campus facility, so we'll be taking a bus to get there. That's all, start getting ready." As Aizawa left the room, everyone stood up and started walking over to their cases. Yamiyo lagged behind, wanting to not get trampled again. She felt a hand on her shoulder and lifted her head to see Fukimage.
"I'll get your case for you." He said as he started making his way over to the group.
Yamiyo smiled and rose from her seat, stretching out her back and arms. She never actually did anything revolving around rescue, but she's studied it and she has a basic idea about rescue, but it will be completely new territory for her.
Yamiyo stood next to Fumikage and Shoji, waiting for the bus to arrive. She played with the fur on her tail, sometimes jumping into the conversation.
"Hey, Yamiyo!" She turned and saw Kirishima jogging over and waving. Yamiyo stepped away from the group and walked over to meet Kirishima. "How are you? Ya know… after the whole 'breach'." Yamiyo smiled.
"I'm fine. Bakugo was able to get me off the ground before I could receive a more serious injury." Yamiyo reassured.
"That's good. I tried to go help, but people kept pushing me forward." Yamiyo shook her head.
"I know you would've helped me if you could." Kirishima smiled and nodded.
"Gather around Class 1-A! Using your student numbers form two neat lines so we can load the bus efficiently!" He called out. Yamiyo chuckled lightly and walked beside Kirhsima towards the bus.
"He's really taking this seriously for someone to be elected as the class rep not even an hour ago." Kirishima smiled.
Yamiyo nodded. "But that may pay off. We need a good leader and, no offense towards Midoriya, but Iida is the type to take charge and make the right decisions." Yamiyo noted.
Kirishima nodded. Suddenly, his head jerked forward and Bakugo came into view. "Watch where you're going, idiot." Yamiyo looked ahead and saw the group was still in front of them, Iida telling them to get in line. Yamiyo sighed and scratched the side of her face lightly.
"The bus's open layout ruined my boarding strategy." Yamiyo giggled lightly. She ended up sitting next to Midoriya while everyone else rushed to get on board and get a good seat.
"Iida, you really need to chill."Mina looked down at the hunched over class rep.
"If we're pointing out the obvious, then there's something I want to say," Tsu turned towards Midoriya, "about you actually."
"About me? What is it Asui?" Midoriya looked a little panicked.
"I told you to call me Tsu."
"Oh, yeah right." A slight pink dusted Midoriya's cheekbones.
"That power of yours, isn't it a lot like All Might?" Midoriya seemed to panic.
"What, really? You really think so, huh? I never really thought about that. I guess it's kinda similar.." Midoriya started to mutter loudly, turning away from Tsu and staring at the ground.
"Wait- hold on Tsu. Your forgetting All Might doesn't hurt himself. That makes a huge difference." Kirishima pipes up from Tsu's left. Yamiyo watched Midoriya sigh in relief. "Still it must be cool to have a simple…"
You know what? Tsu's right, it does remind me of All Might's quirk.
Now you wanna talk?
Oh, shut up.
But you're right, but Kirishima does have a point. All Might doesn't hurt himself whenever he uses his quirk.
Meh, they look the same and you can't change my mind!
You're in my mind..?
Stop being a smart-ass.
The bus jolted and Yamiyo was brought back to reality. She looked around confused for a moment.
"... have pro quirks, its Todoroki and Bakugo." Kirishima said while looking at the two. Yamiyo recomposed herself and pretended that she knew what was going on.
"Sure, but Bakugo's always angry, so he'll never be that popular." Yamiyo had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing.
"What did you say?! I'll kick your ass!" Bakugo stood up and shouted. Jiro looked like she wanted to move.
Tsu pointed a finger at Bakugo. "Ya see?"
"Ya know, we basically just met you,so it's kinda telling that we know your personality is flaming crap mixed with garbage." Yamiyo let out a laugh before covering her mouth and slamming her fist on her thigh.
"You're going to regret the day you applied to this school, loser!" At this point Jiro was almost falling off the seat from scooting away from Bakugo. Yamiyo thought for a second before standing up and holding Midoriya's shoulder for a moment.
"Don't stand up while we're moving." Aizawa ordered. Yamiyo waved her hand at him.
"Lemmie be a hero and save somebody." She didn't wait for a response as she carefully walked down the aisle and stopped next to Jiro. She pulled the girl out of the seat and plopped down where Jiro was previously sitting. "You can have my seat." Jiro stared at Yamiyo for a second before nodding and hurrying over to the vacant seat next to Midoriya.
It took a moment, but Kirishima, Sero, kaminari, and Mina all burst out laughing when Yamiyo's words registered in their heads.
"THE HELL YOU DOING, FLEA-BAG?!" Bakugo roared into her ear. Yamiyo groaned and stared up at Bakugo.
"Can you be any louder?" Bakugo looked ready to explode. She had a smug look on her face, yet she wasn't smiling. He yelled at her before plopping down and cursing at her, she didn't notice his ears turn red.
It was only a few minutes later before Aizawa stood up.
"Hey hey, we're here. Stop messing around."
"Yes sir!" Everyone called out. She watched as they pulled up to a huge dome-like building. When she got off the bus, she noticed Thirteen standing by the entrance.
"Hello everyone! I've been waiting for you!" Everyone gasped.
"It's the space hero! Thirteen! The chivalrous pro who rescued tons of people from disasters across the world!" She smiled under her mask when she saw everyone's reaction. Especially Midoriya's, he was practically fangirling.
"I can't wait to show you what's inside!" Thirteen gestured towards the entrance to the dome-like building.
"This is going to be awesome!" Everyone said. After they walked inside, they stared in awe at the huge area! It was filled with different sections for the different disasters! Yamiyo looked all around, her eyes twinkling in awe.
"A Shipwreck! A Landslide! A Fire! A Windstorm! Etc! I created this training facility to prepare you to deal with different types of disasters! I call it the Unforeseen Simulation Joint!" Thirteen turned and pointed at them. "But you can call it the USJ!"
"Just like Universal Studios Japan.." Everyone thought. Aizawa walked up towards Thirteen. She stepped forward and tilted her ears towards the two. She only caught a few words. Something about All Might booking an interview instead… something about too much hero work… something about power… and another something about resting in the teachers lounge. What are they saying?! Why do they have to be so far away?! She sighed and turned back towards the group, chatting with them. Aizawa turned back towards the group.
"Clocks ticking, we should get started." He walked off to the side.
"Excellent! Before we begin, let me just say one thing! Well… maybe two things… possible three… four… or five?"
"We get it…" Thirteen held up their left hand.
"Listen carefully, I'm sure you're aware that I have a powerful quirk, it's called BlackHole. I can use it to suck up anything and turn it into dust."
"Yeah, you've used blackhole to save people from all kinds of disasters before, haven't you?" Midoriya stepped forward with Uraraka nodding the entire time. Thirteen lowered their hands.
"That's true, but my quirk could also be very easily used to kill.." Some people looked shocked. Yamiyo didn't but Thirteen's bluntness did surprise her a bit. "Some of you also have powers that can be dangerous. In our superhuman society, all quirks are certified and strictly regulated, so we often overlook how unsafe they can actually be. Please don't forget that if you lose focus or make the wrong move, your powers can be deadly, even if you're trying to do something virtuous like rescue someone. Thanks to Aizawa's fitness tests, you have a solid idea of your quirks potential, and because of All Mights combat training, you likely experienced how dangerous your powers can be when used against other people." Yamiyo looked at her feet. "Carry those lessons over to this class, today you're going to learn how to use your quirks to save people's lives. You won't be using your powers to attack enemies or each other, only to help. After all, that's what being a hero is all about, ensuring the safety of others." Yamiyo looked up, determined. I will do this right.. I will try my hardest! Thirteen bowed.
"That's all I have to say, thank you so much for listening!" Everyone started cheering, Yamiyo was one of them to be clapping.
"Right, now that that's over-" Yamiyo felt a chill go down her spine. She saw the lights around the dome flicker and die. She scooted closer to Fukimage as she let out a low growl. She looked at the waterfoundtain in the middle, the water kept flowing, then stopping, flowing then stopping. Suddenly, a purple mist grew from the size of a pebble… to the size of about an Airplane wing. Aizawa turned around quickly and Yamiyo started growling loudly as a hand pushed through the purple mist. She felt her claws flexing as she hunched over, snarling and growling.
"Stay together and don't move! Thirteen, protect the students!" Aizawa leaned forward, grabbing at his scarf. She watched as a man with blue hair and gray hands walked out of the portal thing. This made her growl even more and she felt her body tensing. She watched as more people came pouring out of the portal. Midoriya and Yamiyo stepped forward.
"Stay back!" Yamiyo felt arms tug her backwards, but she only pulled away and didn't budge from her spot.
"This is real. Those are villains." She glanced behind her to see Fukimage staring at the portal. She relaxed her body, but she didn't stop growling. She watched as a huge purple bird thing emerged beside the hand man. She felt her body tense again.
I won't let these people hurt them…
Yamiyo stepped forward and in front of the group as she looked over the hoard of villains, and she spotted a few faces she recognized- scratch that… she saw a lot of faces she recognized. And by the looks of it, they recognized her too.
A short woman with pure white hair pointed at Yamiyo and threw her arm forward, sending hundreds of threads towards the class. They were thicker than normal threads, but still kinda hard to spot. The woman herself was hard to see due to her height and her being behind some massive dude.
The threads shot through the air at an alarming rate. Aizawa only reacted when they just passed him. Time seemed to slow as he grabbed his scarf and turned, ready to fling it out. The threads grew closer and closer and-
"Thirteen! Look out!"
𝓣𝓸 𝓑𝓮 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭..
