Chapter 5: The Sports Festival

(On set of a Televised News Station)

"Greetings Viewers, this is Daikaku Miyagi." A Middle Aged man with combed back blonde hair and large glasses that completely covered his eyes and a single horn protruding from the left side of his head addressed the studio's large video camera. "Our top story today, U. A. first year high school student Yuuto Genji. Recently one of our reports discovered that young Yuuto was actually born quirkless and to a prominent family of super criminals. Recently there has been a lot of speculation, but thanks to our friends at U. A. High School, we have Yuuto Genji here in person on his day off. Yuuto, come on out!"

(Yuuto's POV)

GULP! I swallowed a mouthful of spit as I tried to bite back my pride. After my secret got out, U. A. set up this interview to help clear things up a bit. Since it was technically my problem and my fault that this information got out the school thought it'd be better that I was the one clearing things up at least partially. Mr Aizawa even went so far as to say he was going to be grading me on this to make up for some of my missed assignments from the beginning of the year. The only problem is that I'm not great with crowds…

Mr Miyagi beckoned to me from his seat, which was my que to make my entrance. I walked on stage and immediately a camera was on me and followed me to my seat. I could feel myself sweating under the two piece suit U. A. provided me with. I stiffly took a seat next to the horned man.

"Greetings Mr Miyagi." I said as I awkwardly bowed in my seat.

"Thank you, and thanks for being here today young man." Miyagi-san smiled. "I hope you don't mind but I've prepared a few questions that I know the Viewers and I would like you to answer."

Okay okay… Yuuto breathe! It's just you and him, don't think about the camera's. All you gotta do is have a normal conversation. "I'll gladly answer what I can, but I'll warn you that there are some things I'm not at liberty to talk about." I smiled back as I replied.

"Alright, first question. You said you were born quirkless, but you clearly have a power now. Can you tell us about your power and how you got it?" Mr Miyagi said as he read off a piece of paper.

"Well my quirk is called Vanishing it allows me to teleport myself instantaneously anywhere in my field of vision. It was given to me less than a year ago, who gave it to me and how they did I'm not at liberty to say." I lifted my hand apologetically.

Mr Miyagi and I continued for a few minutes answering a variety of questions from where I'm living to my family and how I feel about them. "Alright I have one more question and it's a pretty big one. Why exactly do you want to be a Hero?"

Oh, he was right. This was a pretty tough question. "Well… I have to think about it, I know why it's just hard to put into words…. It has to do with being quirkless. There are so many people who, even if they have powers still can't defend themselves from those who want to use their quirks for evil. I want to fight for those people who can't, because I know what it's like to be powerless."

"That's a good answer, well I can't speak for our viewers but you've got my support hero. I'll definitely be rooting for you in the upcoming sports festival." With that Mr Miyagi put his list of questions away and ended my segmint. "I want to once again thank young Yuuto here not to mention U. A. High School for letting him join us this morning. Stay tuned after the break we have special report on the Hero Killer Stain one of our experts will attempt to predict where he'll strike next."

"And cut!" The lead cameraman signaled. "Great job kid."

(The U.A. exchange student apartments, Yuuto's Room)

I sat quietly in my bed, I decided to use the remainder of my day off to relax but that was easier said than done. "Uhhhgggg….. I forgot about the sports festival... " I groaned aloud.. To myself.. Alone… Kinda sad the more I think about it. I doubt I have much to worry about when it comes to the sports festival, but it really is kind of a bad time. Every news station, article, and website. They're all saying the same thing, and it's hard not to read comments on internet.

"Quirkless? Are you serious? He doesn't belong at U.A. Give his spot to someone else."

"Come on! His dad's a Super Villain! This is clearly a trap, why can't anyone else see it."

"This is crazy! He'll never be a Hero! Not in a million years!"

Yeah, comments like that kinda sting. Though I really have no one to blame but myself and my big mouth. There's really only one thing to do, I'll have to use this Sports Festival as a chance to prove I belong… Man even in my head that sounds cheesy.

I lied down in my bed as I continued to mull things over, when I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

I hopped out of bed and slowly made my way to the door. It's probably Aizawa here to talk to me about my interview. I thought as I slowly opened the door, but much to my surprise my scruffing looking, often brooding teacher wasn't there to greet me. Rather a blonde girl with two jagged horns protruding from her head. "Tsunotori-san?"

"I-uh… Yuuto-kun.. How are you?" Tsunotori-san stumbled over words a bit, I suppose that makes sense considering Japanese isn't her first language. "My parents just sent me some american movies in a care package! I was wondering if you wanted watch them with me, they have japanese subtitles. So uh maybe?"

"Um, yeah it's fine with me but are you sure it's okay with you. I'm sure you've heard already heard, about my family and how I got my powers? Surely it's hard to trust me now that you know." My class took the news pretty well, but that's probably because it was I who told them. I came clean and owned up to the truth, but the other hero class and most of the school found out through the news or online. Like I was trying to decieve my fellow students and given that I was allowed into the hero course without so much as taking the entrance examine can't be helping my case.

"I was a bit shocked when I first heard." Tsunotori-san answered truthfully. "But then Mr Aizawa explained everything to our class, I can't believe your father could treat you like that. He's supposed to be family, just because you were born weak and powerless…"

Just what did Aizawa say to Class-B? "Ughh… Anyway, you said something about a movie? Let's do that." Anything that changes the subject.

"Really? Alright!" The blonde immediately perked up, and took me by the arm leading me into her room. "This is gonna be fun, I promise."

"If you say so…"

(The next day at school)

"That poor guy…" A girl I've never seen before muttered as I passed by on my way to class.

"I know right!" Her friend replied. "Even for a Villain that's just cruel, how could you treat a poor defenseless child like that?"

Damn it! Did Mr Aizawa seriously spill the beans to the whole school. I'm sick of the sympathy, and the words they use.. Kinda hurt…. That's it, I don't need to stick around for this. I used my vanishing to take a short cut, immediately appearing in front of mister Aizawa's door, well at least I don't have to worry about any more sappy sympathetic stares here. I opened the door. "Hey guys, how's everyone doing?"

When I first entered the room there was a roar of loud chatter, but it soon grew silent after I opened my big mouth. All eyes were once again on me, everyone feels so bad for me. "Really? Huuhhhh…" I sighed. "You guys too?" I slowly made my way over to my desk, dropped my bag down next to me and plopped down in my seat and put my head down on the table. "This sucks…"

My class kept there eyes on me, I could tell they felt bad but couldn't help there actions. Not that I blame them, this has gotten out of hand but I suppose that's my fault for letting that information slip out and not being careful about who was watching. I sat at my desk moping for a bit longer before someone finally decided to speak up to me.

"Hey…." I looked up to see Yaoyorozu-san looking back with a concerned expression on her face, Todoroki-kun was looking back too but his facial expression had changed much. "Are you alright? This whole experience must be exhausting. I'm sorry things turned out this way."

"I've read a few things that people have said about you online. They are incredibly rude, it must be awful for you." Todoroki said bluntly. "You shouldn't be so open with your personal life…" Yaoyorozu-san glared at the boy, but Todoroki-kun didn't seem to care.

"No he's right, the teachers warned me not to talk openly about my family or my quirk but after what went down at the USJ I felt like I had to tell you guys the truth. In hindsight it was probably a better idea to keep that information to myself." I smiled bitterly, its not right to blame my classmates for the way they treat me everything that's happening now is on me.

Yaoyorozu-san moved to say something, but someone else beat her too it. "Good, I'm glad you learned your lesson." The homeroom teacher Mr Aizawa interrupted, catching me off guard. After the incident at the USJ, his face was covered in bandages do to the damage he had sustained from the villains attack. "You should really listen to your teachers, we know a thing or two about this sort of thing. Knowledge has power, which is why we have to keep some of it to ourselves. This is on you, so I don't wanna hear anymore complaining from you. Got it?

"Yes sir!" I sat up in attention. Other students mumbled amongst themselves about Mr Aizawa's injuries but to me it just reinforced the determination it takes to be a pro hero and to teach at UA.

"Good, now listen up class your fight isn't over yet!" Mr Aizawa addressed the class, getting the entire room to shutter in fear before he could even finish. "The UA sports festival is about to start…"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU START WITH THAT!" The whole classroom yelled back in frustration..

(Later)

"Why the heck are you guys here?!" The brown haired Uraraka-san blurted out.

A large group of student from different classes, other hero course students, those from support general studies and business course all piled up outside our classroom.

"I won't be held hostage!" The easily excited mineta yelled at the crowd.

"Do you students have some sort of business with our class?" Class rep Tenya Iida delegated.

The rest of the class whispered amongst themselves, before Bokugo stepped forward with an out of character level headed and well thought out response. "There scouting out the competition you idiots… Our class survived a real life villain attack, they wanna check us out before the sports festival." Bakugo walked up to the front door, not intimidated by the crowd. His fierce presence made the intruders near the front of the door sweat nervously. "Well now you know what a future pro looks like, so move it extras." And now he's back to the more traditional Bakugo.

"So this is 1-A huh?" A purple haired boy with a rough almost growly voice came forward from the crowd. He had tired eyes, and stood slouched forward with his hands in his pocket. "I thought you were suppose to be impressive, but you sound like an asshole. I hope not everyone in the hero course is as delusional as you seem to be. It sucks that you all seem to be a bunch of egotists. I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others I had to choose a different path. I guess that's life… I didn't cut it the first time, but now I have another shot. If we impress at the sports festival than they can choose to move some of us up and that means they'll move some of you guys out…"

When the stranger said this, I immediately thought of my situation. I was already a late admission and probably shouldn't be in the hero course to begin with, plus with the news of my family and the origin of my quirk becoming public knowledge a lot of people online and in the media have said that I don't belong here. Moving me down would certainly save UA a bit of face.

"As far as scouting the competition is concerned…" The purple haired boy continued. "Some of these guys may be here for that reason but not me. I'm here to give you a warning, if you don't give it your best then I'll take your spot right out from under you… So watch out."

I didn't know that students name, but what he said hit home with me personally. I remember lying awake in my bed that night thinking about what his words meant. "I'm already on the outside looking in, it's hard not to have a prejudice so I don't blame my classmates for the way they treat me but this is about my dream. To protect those who can't protect themselves, I need to becoming a hero. To do that, I have to prove to everyone I belong here…"

(Later, in a forested area)

On one of my days off from class, I made my way to wooded part of the UA campus in my PE sweats and carrying a gym bag. I placed the bag down unzipped it and pulled out a long katana stilled in its saya (scabbard) and unsheathed it, the silver blade shined and sparkled in the sunlight. "Well let's get to work…"

The UA sports festival is the most watched sporting event on the planet. Students with unique and powerful quirks battle it out in a variety of contests that shows off the applications of a person's quirk, while also pushing them to their limits. While I was training with my father, he would have me watch recordings of past sports festivals to help me learn about different quirks and how they are used. Along with high profile teaching staff, the sports festival is one of the reasons why UA has the best hero program in the country. So with it coming up here pretty soon, I decided to take the time to train.

I reached into my pocket, holding my sword in the other hand, and pulled out a four pointed shuriken and held it between my index and middle finger. "Ha!" I flung the small blade out directly in front of me, letting it fly for almost a second before I teleported in front of it and struck it down with my sword. CLANG! A small amount of sparks flew off my katana as I knocked the throwing star away to my left. "One." I counted aloud before pulling another throwing star out of my pocket.

The USJ incident really opened my eyes as far as my limitations are concerned. This type of training will help me with my reaction time, and precise teleportation also it should help with my swordsmanship as far as countering is concerned.

I flung the next shuriken and quickly teleported after it, I readied to strike it down but my aim was off and I threw it higher than expected. "AH!" The sharp blade flew across my face, cutting through the skin and leaving a deep bleeding gash down the side of my cheek. It stung but it wasn't going to kill me, so after being inspired by Mr Aizawa I chose to press on. I walked over and pulled the bloody shuriken and pulled it out of the grass. "And we're back to zero..."

I threw the star back out in front of me and teleported after it. CLANG! "One…" CLANG! "Two…" CLANG! "Three…"

I continued with my training for hours. I started in the morning and by the time I was finished the sky had turned orange in the evening. CLANG! "Ninety-eight….hah...haahh…" My body was dripping in sweat and my hair was a matted mess. CLANG! "Ninety-nine...Haahh…" CLANG! "One Hundred!..." I called out as I dropped to my knees and my sword which was now dented and battered, my body was covered from head to toe in cuts none of them where too serious and thanks to my enhanced healing, the cut on my face had quickly scabbed and was already becoming a healed scar. I looked down at my mangled sword and sighed. "Haaahh…. Maybe Yaoyorozu-san will make me another on…"

(The morning of the sports festival)

The UA campus was buzzing with activity, thousands of people had gathered to watch the sports festival in person. The school grounds where littered with booths and stands selling food and merchandise, it was like a huge festival or some kind of convention. Meanwhile my classmates and I where cooped up in a waiting designated to our class as we prepared to display our quirks to the world.

This year the festival had us wearing our gym uniforms as opposed to our costumes, which was fine with me since it was the uniform I did most of my training in. While other students where conversing to themselves, I was keeping to myself hoping to control my stage fright, but some students were making that difficult.

"Midoryia…" Todoroki-kun stood up in the middle of the room to call out deku, and immediately all eyes were on their conversation.

"Hey Todoroki-kun!" Deku jumped after being confronted. "Whats up?..."

Todoroki continued in a very calm voice. "From an objective standpoint, I think it's fair to say that I'm stronger than you."

"Yeah…" Deku began to sweat. "That's true…"

"But you have All Might on your side." Todoroki quickly cut to the heart of the matter. "I don't want to pry about your relationship, but I you should know that I plan to defeat you…"

"Yo! What are you doing picking a fight all of a sudden." Kirishima-kun stood up trying to break the tension in the room, placing a hand on Todoroki-kun's shoulder. "We're about to start.."

Todoroki-kun brushed Kirishima-kun off and began to walk away. "This is a competition, we aren't here to be friendly. This isn't a team effort."

"Todoroki wait!" Deku called out before Todoroki-kun left, getting him to pause briefly. "I don't know what your thinking, or why you want to defeat me. Yeah off course your better than me, you probably have more potential than all of us. That's why you got into UA so easily…"

"Midoryia, I think your being to hard on yourself and the rest of us..." Kirishima-kun who was still trying to play mediator, interrupted.

"No he's right you guys. The other classes are gonna be coming for us. We need to give this everything we got!" Deku lectured to the rest of the class before directing his attention back to Todoroki-kun. "I'll be aiming for the top myself!"

Woah, Deku is usually so humble and modest. Not the type of guy to declare war on one of the most powerful students in school. It just proves how important this festival is, everyone is looking for the top spot.

I looked over at Bakugo and man he was steaming, his face muscles were twitching and I thought his teeth would break with how bad he was biting down. So in an attempt to break tension, I called out to him. "You feeling left out Bakugo? I can declare war on you if you want."

"SHUT IT YOU DAMN SCIENCE PROJECT!" He exploded at me, getting smiles out of the rest of the class.

I stood up, to finish. "Well I'm doing it anyway, Katsuki Bakugo I am going to beat you." He looked up at me with burning eyes, but let me continue without interrupting. "But not just you, Deku too and Todoroki-kun. Yaoyorozu-san, Iida-kun, Kirishima-kun, Uraraka-san, and even Mineta-kun. I'm gonna beat each and everyone of you if I have to, because I'm gonna win this whole thing. I'm gonna show everyone that I can be a hero and that my dream is just as powerful as anyone here. I'm coming for all of you, so watch out."