I sat in the leagues bar with a small orb like device and a few fine tools. "Fifty, how are those bultz wave generators coming along." Celron grabbed the orb from me squinting at the small object between his two fingers. I looked up at the eight foot tall Saiyan and snatched it back before it turned on. I flicked up the folding screen of my scouter. I had made them to filter out bultz waves.
"Do you want to transform inside here?" I growled at him in frustration. A massive mistake on my part. Before I could react I was pinned on the wall bricks cracking behind me as he crushed my throat with his massive hand.
"What was that Fifty?" He snarled as he punched me in my stomach shattering my armor with one blow. He let go of me and I fell to the ground coughing up blood.
"N- gak - nothing sir." I curled up into a ball as I spasmed in pain lights blinking in my eyes.
"I couldn't hear you." He growled as he kicked me across the room I crashed into a bar stool.
"Celron, that is enough." Korugiri said behind the bar as he cleaned a glass.
'I hope that damn prophecy is true.' I glared up at the captain as I wiped the blood from my mouth.
Chapter 45: Final Exams Part 2
I rolled my shoulders as we stepped off the bus, it had stopped in front of a large building where many of the teachers stood, "Hello class 1-A." Nezu said his short animal stature contrasted the humans that served his school. "I am glad to see you all here." He put his small paw up to greet us. "Now I'm sure that you have heard rumours about what this exam will entail. That you will be fighting faux villains."
"That is false, you will be fighting us." Aizawa said. "Your exams have been tailored to each of you. We will be wearing these devices that weigh half our own weight." He held up metal wrist and ankle bands. "Most of you will be fighting in teams of two."
"Most of us?" Uraraka asked.
"Indeed, there are two deviations from this, Sero will be fighting me alone." Midnight said with a overly suggestive smile. "Unless he wants to trade places with one of the three person team."
"The goal is to either escape the battle center or capture your hero with these handcuffs." Thirteen held up a large pair of handcuffs.
As the teams were told, Uraraka and Aoyama against thirteen, Yoayoraozu and Todoroki had to face Aizawa, Sato and Kirishima were in opposition with Cementos. Jiro and Koda had to do battle with Present Mic. Hagakure and Shoji had to battle the hero Snipe. Tsu and Tokoyami were to fight Ectoplasm. Ashido and Kaminari had to fight Nezu. And Iida and Ojiro battle was to be with Power Loader.
"That means the three person team is Bakugo, Midoriya and Fuma are the three person team." Uraraka said.
"But who are they fighting?" Jiro asked as a hearty laugh turned our heads to the sky.
"That would be me!" All Might landed in front of us in a gush of air.
"I... I think I'll stick with Midnight." Sero said.
We looked up at the massive hero that cast a shadow over us, his usually heroic smile making us feel small. The other two took a step back and I stepped forward my Saiyan blood boiled in eagerness for this battle. All Might may over shadow me many times over, but even with the restraints he would be wearing it was almost certainly going to be an amazing battle. "I will enjoy this."
"As fiery as always Young Fuma." He smiled as he looked down at us. "But this won't be a game Fuma."
"I never said it was." My toothy grin returning his smile ten fold.
Soon we were ushered into the observation room, and we waited for the matches to progress. Sato and Kirishima were first, The stood in the cement filled cityscape of battle center A. They charged down the street smashing the walls that Cementos threw at them. Sato's Sugar Rush quirk amplified his strength as he lost his faculties in his head. Kirishima's strength was immense for a human with no Ki control his, his hardened fist smashed the flowing stone to pieces.
"Their too straight forward for this fight, focused on defeating the threat when they are at too great a disadvantage." I said, "Cementos can contain them in the cement once the time limits on their quirks, then it's all over." The class looked at me in shock.
"You have such little faith in them?" Jiro said.
"It's not a matter of faith." looked at her, "They aren't the ones needed for this fight and they are out of their league. The means to win this fight is for them to use the side streets and split up. Either to flank him or get around him and run to the exit. The weights that Cementos are wearing aren't going to factor in because of his power. Not much of a disadvantage."
"Your right Fuma." Deku said as he toke notes on the fight.
"I didn't realize that you could read a fight with such ease." Ojiro said, as he smoothed over his Gi, resting on his tail like it was a chair.
"My father taught me quite a lot about fights, old soldier knew how to train a strong fighter." I said with a smile.
The two continued to bash down walls but they didn't make any significant ground through out the exam and eventually their quirks ran out and they were washed up in a wave of cement. "Exactly as I said it would go." I sighed as the two were trapped in cement.
"Wow, the heroes are not going easy on us." Kaminari said with a bit of fear in his voice.
"Well it's more fun that way." I smiled at the rest of the now terrified students.
Hey there. Some clarification on Astero / Fifty, he is a Saiyan teen who got recruited to the Lunar Hunters a few weeks before they abandoned the Frieza force as the teams eginneer and tech support. He is only a few months older then Fuma. His power level is Fifty and as such Celron uses it as a insult much like how Bakugo calls Izuku 'Deku' as a insult. He carries a assortment of gadgets and items for information and programing as well as weapon construction.