AN: I am back with another one and I am super excited. I like writing about Izuku, Mina, Saphira and, the soon to be next, character. If anyone is able to figure out where she's from let me know! I am super curious to see if anyone figures it out. I may have figured out a way to BS her abilities a small amount to the point of being close to a Quirk. I am proud of my work and hope that everyone enjoys to story, I am going to respond to the reviews at the end of this chapter mostly because it'll take me too much time in the beginning to answer everything in time and give me a chance to catch any last minute reviews from the last one!
I am going to be testing out a first person perspective for this chapter to see how it feels and let me know your thoughts on it. If it's good let me know and I'll use it more often instead of my third person limited.
—-QT—- (?'s POV)
I could hear the blood curdling roar that echoed through the training ground. It had undercurrents of sadness in it, like that of a lonely monster. I gripped my scythe tight with one hand, while I rubbed my fingers over the dragon stone necklace around my neck.
I pulled out the sheet of paper that gave me details of what I was to do. The main objective was to calm down the monster, and avoid being killed. I felt the urge to strangle that white furred rodent, once I was able to get my hands on him.
"I really should have asked for more details about this job." I sighed as I moved inside of a building with only one entrance. The creature would be upon me soon and I needed somewhere I could funnel it towards me. There were multiple floors that I could use, lay some traps for it and recuperate some of my strength after I use my Quirk.
I had an advantage in the time department, the robots would be distracting it from my position for a few moments. I needed to move quickly, placing my scythe against the wall I pointed my hand towards the door. I manipulated the water in the air around the door and added a thick layer of ice to the door. I dropped my head and examined the layer of ice, it seemed like it would be efficient enough. I manipulated the ice itself and changed it's properties, making it able to resist heat to a certain degree and tougher.
The manipulation of the properties was easier than forming the ice itself, my belief in the stone around my neck was my only hope of being able to permanently acquire this job. I still found my difficulty to create ice rather disappointing, I was able to create fire, manipulate the gravity and wind in an area rather proficiently.
I gave a slight huff at the inconvenience of it, I needed to hurry, it wouldn't be long before the monster was on me.
I grabbed my scythe and climbed the steps as quick as I could, I needed to get in a better position as soon as possible. There was no telling how or when the creature would be upon me. I needed to figure out a way to calm it down and as soon as possible.
—-QT—-(Saphira Brim, third person perspective)
Saphira's beast form was enraged, it was smashing robots into the dirt and tearing into them. The bullets it fired only made it stronger and angrier.
The wounds that formed along it's limbs and body was instantly healed by the blood. The creature was no longer functioning on the premise of thought it was only moving on instinct, it was attacking the robots with extreme prejudice.
The screech of tearing metal and gunfire filled it's hearing, but the creature moved without wasting any movements.
The creature grasped one robot in it's hand, and threw it directly into a hoard of them. The robots were devastated by the direct hit, robotic limbs flew everywhere and the smell of oil was overpowering.
The only thought that was running through her head was kill, the pure rage was controlling her entire mind. It was disjointed and jumbled in her head, she knew what she was supposed to be doing yet she couldn't control herself.
The robots were thinning out quickly and soon she raised her head, smelling the air. There was something sweet in the air, with the subtle smell of wood smoke. It was on the wind, her body was moving towards the smell.
It was the scent of an intruder, someone who wasn't welcome in her territory.
It was prey!
—-QT—-(Izuku Midoriya)
Izuku was watching the cameras with wide eyes, it was showing Saphira tearing through the robots with deadly ease and it showed another person who was standing inside of a building waiting.
She had pink hair that was styled in two tails that ran down the sides of her head. Her eyes were a golden orange, there was a weird hair ornament on the side of her head that looked sort of like a form of horns. They were brown in color and had red flowers with orange tips. The horns went from the front of her head over the twin tails and held against the back of her head. Their was a small floating crown like object over her head, it had a glowing red orb inside it.
She was wearing a dress, that was a vibrant red color with ribbons on each side of it that trailed off like a color like fire.
She was clutching a necklace that seemed to made of bone as well that went around her neck with an opening in the front that held a red stone against her neck.
"Wow, what a total babe!" Said a nasally voice and Izuku looked over at the boy who didn't really make sense being in the hero course. His name was Mineta if he remembered correctly, he tried to avoid the boy during all their classes. He gave off a really creepy feeling even to him, all the girls kinda ignored him but he had a feeling that if they were given the chance they'd beat him if he tried anything.
"Be quiet." Mr. Aizawa said with his tired voice carrying it's unsaid threat of expulsion at the slightest disruption. "That is who is going to be going against our local... 'hero'"
The strain he said on the word hero, had Izuku frowning slightly. He couldn't have an issue with Saphira, sure she may have control issues but she hasn't harmed any one gravely... yet. He had hope for her, while she didn't have someone to help keep control she was doing her best. Izuku couldn't imagine having to deal with controlling this Quirk on his own.
"I want you all to watch this lesson closely, for this is what it measures up too in the end. If you have to face Saphira in battle, and I pray that you don't, you need to understand what happens to her when she's like this. You need to be able to survive and win a fight against her."
"Teacher are you suggesting that she is likely to harm us in her lessons, but wouldn't that go against the very core of U.A!" Iida asked with a large amount of concern in his voice. "In the event of something going wrong, wouldn't you be the one to intervene in the fight!?"
"Nope." He said while not taking his eyes off the screen, Izuku looked at the screen and watched with widened eyes as Saphria tore through concrete buildings following her nose towards the woman. The robots were easily destroyed at this point, so they were called back in order for the final part of the lesson to take place.
Izuku couldn't help but find it impressive how Quickly, the lesson was going when pro's were going at it. He looked at Mina who was watching the screen with rapt attention, she was taking this lesson seriously. Izuku looked back at the woman, who was patiently waiting for her too show up and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of Quirk she had.
—-QT—-(?'s First person POV)
I stood in the room waiting for the creature to come, it was getting closer if the noises were anything to go by. I pulled my scythe from against the wall and moved to the windows in order to get a better view of the land while waiting for it to show up.
I had a semblance of a plan formed, I figured that I could try to lull the beast to sleep. If I could change the molecules in the air around it's head then I could fill it with either a calming agent or sleeping gas. It would be difficult, given how large the beast was it would take a few minutes for it to fall asleep. She would have to resort to using her scythe, channeling the flames alongside the blade in order to prevent cutting the beast. She was watching it during its fights with the robots, whenever it caused a wound the blood from the wound would slosh out lazily, before getting pulled back in sealing the wound and the creature would get stronger.
It sounded like a good strategy but no plan survives contact with the enemy. If I was going to beat this thing, I need to stay quick on my feet and be durable enough to survive any hits it gave me. I still rubbed my necklace, I still had my fall back card but I only would have one shot.
I sighed as I left the room, if the beast could bust through buildings then it didn't matter if I had ice covering the door, no matter how tough I made it. I opened up a window that was on the third floor and looked out, the howls were approaching me fast and I needed to hurry up. I wouldn't have long before it was upon me and from the sound of things, it would devour me before I had a chance of fighting back.
I climbed onto the ledge in the sitting position, I pushed off manipulating the air around me to create a cushion. I hit the ground and I didn't even register the ground, my manipulation of the wind was pretty good and thanks to my faith in the dragon star I haven't felt a single hit to my stamina yet. I prepared walls of wind, down the street while blowing the air from behind me down the street as well.
If this creature was heading straight for me, then it was obvious it could smell me. I had to make sure it came from the direction I expected it too.
I laced the wall with calming and sleeping agents, I knew enough about the chemistry of both of them but I could feel my stamina starting to drain as I kept building up the resistance in the wall and creating the gasses. I built it up and made it as strong as I could, then I cut the flow between me and the wall. My creation would last for a while without being tethered to me and it would allow me to refuel in a short manner of time. I would have a full tank for the upcoming fight and I knew that I had to have every second in order to survive the encounter.
I held my scythe beside me while waiting, hearing the sounds growing louder with every passing second.
Then the beast turned the corner onto my street, it was huge. It size completely dwarfing my own, it's silver hair, while it would have been beautiful it was instead matted with oil and there were pieces of concrete stuck to it. It looked at me for a long moment, observing me with intelligent eyes but they shortly clouded over with a predatory gleam.
I felt a spike of anger inside my stomach, it was hot and painful. This thing was looking at me as if I was an easy target. It gave me an interesting emotion that I haven't felt, I would need to write about this later.
It ran at me in full speed, this creature was normally intelligent but it was currently distracted with the thought of me being an easy target. I stood there with a small smile on my face, waiting patiently for this idiotic thing to hit my wall.
It hit the wall with a sickening crunch as its snout smashed into the solid wall of air. It was stunned for a moment and I felt a victorious smile appear on my face, I wasn't going have to fight it after all.
It's snout was broken and with no blood it wasn't healing, I was glad that my theory about it's healing was correct.
The creature stood still for a moment, Clarity in it's eyes. I watched it for a moment, my smile changing into a curious frown, what would it do now that it was wounded and had no way to heal.
It's mismatched eyes locked onto mine, it seemed like it was giving me a smug look even with a broken snout.
It stabbed its claw into its own stomach, and pulled it's own entrails out. I watched with curiosity, this was an intriguing turn of events and I couldn't help but applaud it's intelligence in the moment.
It was creating it's own source of blood in order to heal! I smiled at the creature while I readied myself for what I was going to do next.
It attacked the wall with renewed vigor, it slashed against the air fast enough that some of the gasses inside escaped from the wall and it inhaled them. The creature seemed groggy for a second, while it stared at me with baleful eyes yet they weren't clouded over. They seemed more focused on me, actually sizing me up and taking into account what it could guess about my abilities.
It seemed to shrink and I found myself waiting with baiting breath. It was something new, something I had never seen before! I was finding that I was enjoying this more and more as I watched it change into a woman. She was wearing a tri-corn hat, the two edges that ran away from the front point looked almost like animal ears. She had a sort of bandana covering most of her face, while she wore an old trench coat like outfit, I curiously peered over her outfit looking for rips and tears. There were bullet holes that showed pale skin underneath, the fabric must have been specially made to survive her transformation.
I tilted my head, waiting for her to make a move. She moved for something around her neck and tore it away from her, a weapon sprung forth in a screech of metal forming almost instantly in her hand. The other reached underneath her jacket, I widened my eyes as I saw her pull a gun out.
She was going to shoot at me, why was she using such a deadly combination of weapons. Her choice of weapons were the greatest danger towards my well being. She pulled the bandanna covering her mouth away, tucking it around her neck.
"I am Saphira Brim, it is a pleasure to meet you!" She said with an unnaturally bright smile, her eyes were hard. She gave a slight bow as she introduced her self, at the least she was very cordial.
"The pleasure is mine, my name is Charlotta." I gave a polite smile in return as I curtsied. "I was unaware of the full conditions of the job, it was said that I was to calm a monster but I didn't imagine you to calm yourself down."
"I smelled what you did after I attacked your wall of wind. Their was a large amount of gas trapped inside it, it helped me calm down enough to control my Quirk." Saphira paused for moment and looked at me her eyes were soft for a moment, "I thank you for that."
"Now what do we do?" I asked, connecting to my wall of wind subtly and reinforcing while removing the gases properties. I had a feeling that the same trick wouldn't work twice, and if she was able to use her own blood to heal, then she could also cause enough damage to completely negate whatever gases I use.
"I still have a lesson to teach and I need a vict- help."
I looked at her with a raised eyebrow, I mean sure I heard that little slip but it wasn't really important. "Teaching?"
"Yes, I'm a teacher at U.A.! It's not that bad actually now that I think about it..."
"You are surprisingly talkative during a lesson, what are you teaching them?"
"How villains love to monologue and talk to their opponents to buy time."
Before I could blink, she fired her gun but not at me. She shot her own arm, the bullet went all the way through and I watched with morbid curiosity as the blood was pulled back into the wound.
She turned and leapt to the top of a building, the concrete under her feet cracking with the force she exuded. My eyes widened at the move, I grasped control of the air around me and changed the properties into a form of bubble. I made sure that the oxygen on my side was able to get through the bubble, and then I set the outside on fire, creating a flame shield.
I felt my strength drain, I changed the properties of the flames as best I could. I was trying to prevent her from seeing in the bubble while keeping my own sight on her, and I needed to be able to survive on the inside of the shield.
I saw her just as she leapt from the top of the building, she had taken off her hat and mask. Her hair was in a ponytail to keep it out of her eyes, I froze as I realized what she was doing. She was going to jump on a flaming ball, what was wrong with her! Was she an idiot, the amount of heat coming from this flame was enough to easily cause third degree burns.
I reached deep inside, pulling from the faith in the dragon star. I need the strength of the dragon and I greedily pulled on my connection. I felt the strength filling me, it was burning under the surface, building to its peak.
Then a flash of light filled my vision as Saphira connected with my shield.
—-QT—- (Saphira Brim's POV)
Saphira snarled as she landed on the flaming ball. The heat along was burning her legs, but she shot herself in the thigh while raising her cleaver above her head. She was getting stronger and stronger with all the blood that was being absorbed, it didn't matter if it was her own. While the increase in strength was lower if it was her own, if she spilt enough of it her strength could increase limitlessly.
She slammed her cleaver down with all her strength and felt the fire shield give away. A victorious smirk appeared on her face as she got closer to her quarry.
Her smirk was wiped from her face as the wind got knocked out of her. She felt her ribs shatter from the blow that impacted her midsection. She landed ten feet away from the bubble, looking up at the simulated sky. She fumbled with her gun, she needed to create a source of blood or she would be limited by this injury.
She pulled the trigger and groaned as she felt the bullet impact her skin uselessly. She had strengthened too much, the bullets no longer did anything. She raised her cleaver quickly and slashed it over her stomach, she felt the pain from goring herself sear into her body. She forced herself to stay conscious as she pushed herself off the ground.
What she saw awaiting her was... interesting.
In Charlotta's place was what seemed like a different person her hair was blood red as fire was coming from the tips. Her eyes were mismatched, but the pupils on both were slited like a cats. One was a fire red while the other was blue. Her clothes revealed a bit more, she saw a single wing on her back as the woman looked at her with no emotion in her eyes. Saphira's eye's caught a strange tattoo that glowed red on her thigh, she stared at it and saw it grow brighter.
Saphira averted her eyes before she stared a little too long at her body.
She holstered her gun and raised her cleaver, snapping it into it's lengthened form.
The living embodiment of fire responded by raising a flaming scythe.
Saphira moved fast, covering the distance between them immediately. She reared back her unarmed hand and put as much force as she could into the blow, but Charlotta reacted instantly slamming the but of her scythe on her skull. The pain was immediate, but she powered through and slammed into Charlotta. The impact pushed her away from her, Saphira stared at where she punched her. There wasn't a mark on her, to her shock she seemed completely fine.
Saphira was aware of the blood that was leaking from her temple as it pulled itself back inside. Her body coursed with the immediate surge of strength from the blood, her beast form was itching under her skin wanting to burst over her and turn her into a wild animal. She stomped down on her urge, she needed to have her wits about her during this fight.
Charlotta rushed in before, Saphira could make a move. The scythe slammed into her with the force of a speeding truck, the immediate blow wasn't that bad but the fire made the experience even more painful. She felt the wounds it created searing shut, preventing blood from exiting her body. The air around them seemed to burn as her mind whittled away at the searing pain that was beating away at her.
Saphira howled as she slammed the teeth of her cleaver against her stomach, she needed to heal, to grow stronger before she lost. She had to prove that she was no joke to the children, otherwise they wouldn't respect her for 'losing' to the exploding donkey and Mr. Freezer-burn!
She grated the cleaver deep into her stomach, the pain alone enough to drive her mad. She felt her consciousness slipping, but she bite down furiously refusing to lose, especially not when the fight was starting to get fun.
Charlotta stepped back and observed her, allowing her the time she needed to heal. 'Kill me, do it! Don't insult me by granting me mercy!' She was mentally screaming, as she felt her thoughts disjoint form themselves. 'Please, I don't want to kill you!" The more sane parts of her mind getting dragged beneath the ocean of blood that constantly, crashed against her head.
She stood up, feeling her strength increase and her body repair itself. The pain was still present but it would fade eventually, all that mattered was the hunt.
"I can keep going!" She snarled as she hefted her cleaver.
She rushed Charlotta and swung, colliding with a shield of air. She growled as she slammed her hand against the shield, the wind was tearing at her skin but she refused to give up.
She broke through the shield and grasped Charlotta by the throat, she raised the cleaver and brought it down against her body. She smiled as she finally got a hit in, but her smile died as she felt the air around her turn to fire.
She jumped back as fast as possible, looking back at her prey. Her attack did nothing, she realised that she didn't feel the sensation of tearing flesh and muscle. 'The prey protected itself!?'
The wind, she could have placed a barrier on the outside of her skin before I made contact.
Charlotta made her move, snapping her fingers in her direction.
Saphira's vision filled with flames immediately, followed by an explosion form the epicenter. The blast sent her hurtling down the street, her body tumbling as it dragged against the ground. Her moment was stopped when she smashed into a car, the glass and shredded metal not making a scratch on her skin.
"Hehehehe! You are such an enticing prey! I just can't wait to slash open your throat and watch the life fade from your eyes!" A huge smile formed on her face, "maybe I could stuff your corpse!"
She grabbed the car door and pulled it off the hinges, using it to create a makeshift shield. It would help when bashing those damn fire shields, and give her a distraction should she need one.
Charlotta had enough waiting, she slashed her scythe through the air a flame wave formed and hurtled towards her. She raised the shield with barely enough time to protect herself, moving forward she felt the metal growing hotter with every passing second but she kept moving.
Once she was close enough she bashed her makeshift shield into Charlotta knocking her to the ground, where she leapt over her and kept beating her with the car door. Saphira's smile grew every time a successful hit rewarded her with a pained grunt.
Saphira felt something ripping at her stomach, but she kept moving. She had to draw blood, even if it was just a small amount. She needed it, craved it the hunger for it was insane, her blood was singing the joy of killing was exhilarating.
She raised the cleaver, the pain was intense around her stomach. She ignored the pain, her want for the blood was more important. She placed the cleaver against her skin, lightly drawing it across but the sounds of pain were gone. Charlotta had no emotions on her face while staring at the area around her stomach. Saphria smiled as she realized that her target could indeed bleed. The intake of new blood was enough to make her laugh!
She felt the wind cut deep into her body, while shoving her off Charlotta's body. She was knocked off before she could do any major damage, but Charlotta seemed to be slowing down.
"Growing weak, little sheep? I can easily remedy that, if you would only let me operate!" Saphira said while pushing her organs back into her body, her Quirk was working overtime to keep her breathing. She smiled as the flesh regrew, but it wasn't the same. The skin was covered in beast like fur and the skin coloration was all wrong. She was reaching her limits and if she didn't end it quickly she would die.
She would have been scared but the thought of death only made her smile larger.
Charlotta smiled at her, "I believe that the lesson is over." Her form was flickering, and her breathing was heavier. She was weakened, but so was Saphira.
Saphira frowned, "What are you talking about? I only want to kill you and stop you from burning me! I could care less about those sniveling cowards, that think being a hero is fun! It's one of the most idiotic things I've heard coming from the mouths of sheep, they are just begging to be slaughtered! The very idea about being a hero is stupid! The only thing good for them is being fodder used by the government to deal with issues they want swept under the rug and if you happen to be troublesome to control then they'll forget about you once die!"
She ranted and raved as she tried to move forward but her body was starting to succumb to the pain. Her legs not moving in the correct way, she fell onto the concrete her body not moving but that didn't stop her from speaking.
"The very criminals that they capture escape the very next month due to incompetence! These people are to reliant on heroes, everyone has a Quirk but just because they're wearing spandex they're all of a sudden better at everything!"
Charlotta looked at her sadly for a moment, walking forward with her form flickering. She was running out of steam too, but it looked like she won the fight by a hair.
"You know, you could have won if you were in control during the whole fight?" She said with curiosity in her voice.
"HA! You amuse me little sheep, first I try to kill you then you give me a pep talk after losing a fight! Now if you'd please do me the pleasure of killing me, I'd prefer that over living. This will be your only chance because once I get stronger, you'll never have the hope of killing me." Saphira grinned with a pure look of joy on her face at the prospect of death.
Charlotta raised her scythe over her head and peered down at Saphira, trying to judge the emotion on her face. Her face cleared of joy and was replaced by one of acceptance, even a tired resignation she wanted to die.
Charlotta lowed the scythe to the ground and kneeled next to Saphira, "just because you lost someone, doesn't mean you should rush to meet them. You moved with no hesitation, into dangerous heat that could have roasted you from the inside out. You were trying to die, weren't you?" She said softly, her smile was small and understanding.
Saphira's smile died as her rational mind was slowly coming back since the fight was over. She wanted to lie and play it off, but in truth she wasn't that over her parents death even if it was so long ago. She was left with no one to help her and every hero watched her with careful eyes, ready to cart her off to prison for a single misstep.
"Yes..."
Charlotta pulled her head off the concrete and placed it on her lap while looking down at her. "You are quite foolish, did you think about how your death would affect people around you?"
Saphira blinked and opened her mouth to retort but it died on her tongue. She didn't, she had been assuming that everyone would move on without a single care about what happened to her. Her mind flashed to images of the people who did care about her, the ones who were left, there was All Might, Nezu, Izuku, MIna and Ms. Midoriya. She didn't have a lot of people but her death would affect them the most.
"Why do you care so much? You just met me and I don't think I left a very good impression of myself to you."
Her smile changed a small bit, it was tinged with a certain sadness. "You reminded me of someone and I couldn't help but ask."
"Well, I'm glad that you are nice enough to check on me, Ms. Charlotta."
"Yes and I believe that the students that you were teaching are waiting for their instructor to come back and dismiss them."
"Right, you are." Saphira said, while raising her head and trying to move her body but finding it unresponsive at the moment. "Welp, seems I cant move all that well at the moment..."
Saphira gave Charlotta a pleading look, "would you mind helping me hobble back to the prep room?"
"I can't move all that well either, so I guess we'll have to help each other here." Charlotta said while helping Saphira up into a sitting position and they both hobbled back to the waiting students.
—-QT—- (Izuku Midoriya POV)
'Well, that could have gone a lot worse!' He thought cheerfully, while staring at the camera monitors. The whole of the class seemed to be shocked at the sheer amount of brutal combat that the two engaged in but Izuku was more surprised at how Charlotta decided to help her.
He looked to Mina who was smirking in a small way that showed they were thinking the same thing. He groaned internally when he was taking into account all the reactions of their classmates. The most common emotion was fear, he could smell it which was slightly a bit concerning but useful.
"Who else thinks the babe with pink hair was hot when she had red hair?" Izuku found his gaze landing on Mineta who was talking to Kaminari, the electric Quirk user. The only reason he was still in the class was because he had a certain cunning to be a hero, while riding on other's coattails in order to pass or succeed in anyway, shape or form. "I still think that the other one is hot too, maybe she's got a nice body under those clothes. She still is a looker despite being terrifying."
Izuku felt disgust and anger at the little pint-sized freak. Saphira was his friend and mentor and he talked about her like an object. His mind was getting clouded by anger, 'I could just reach over, phase a finger through his shoulder and take his Quirk.' Izuku moved a little closer and inched his hand towards him, but his hand was grabbed before it could make contact. He felt a minor rush of annoyance but it was soon replaced by guilt when he realized what he was about to do.
Mina was looking at him, a frown on her face. She didn't like the little grape either but she was protecting him from exposing his Quirk while they had show that he could copy, no one knew about stealing. If Mineta was to lose his Quirk and Izuku was able to use it with the same amount of strength then it would be a clue. A clue that could end with him being killed or imprisoned away from others.
"Thanks." He said quietly, "it was getting hard to think for a moment."
"Mineta! What part of quiet did you not understand earlier?" Aizawa shouted at him, his frown was downright unsettling especially since he looked like death warmed up.
"S-Sorry sir!" He said while snapping his mouth shut and turning to face the door.
The door hissed open soon after, it revealed the two heroes hobbling into the room making small talk with one another.
"You know this is the worst I've been wounded in a while." Saphira said with a smile on her face while tilting her head up to look at Charlotta, who smirked in return.
"Same here, not many people can last against my Quirk and it was an enjoyable fight. If you ignore all the near death encounters that I had."
Saphira clothes were torn apart, she still had enough to protect whatever modesty she had while Charlotta's seemed completely fine. It probably had something to do with her transformation maybe it was imbuing her strength in what she was wearing and using in combat. Izuku found himself wondering what kind of quirk she had, what it's capabilities were and how to incorporate them into a rescue situation or battle scenario.
"Well, that's enough fun for the day! I dismiss all of you, I need to retreat and lick my wounds. I hope to see you all for class next time." Saphira said while she and Charlotta hobbled towards the elevator and the rest of the class followed them. The class was still afraid of voicing their questions or concerns when the object of their fear was right next to them and capable of killing them, even while wounded.
Izuku walked over to Charlotta and Saphira, who raised her head and gave a friendly but ultimately tired smile. "You did amazing out their, Saphira! I was inspired by the amount of tactics you could pull off with your Quirk the potential for it is limitless in combat applications."
"Not really, but your copy is even more limited. You have to be extremely careful, you can't use your own blood to heal it and while your beast form is getting stronger you'll have to train the blood enhancement otherwise you'll be screwed when things go wrong. She lifted the tattered cloth that was covering her stomach and showed the discolored skin and beastly fur that was there.
"It'll fade with time, but I got lucky that it was something manageable for me to keep moving. It could have not healed just as easily and I wouldn't have been able to do a damn thing about it."
"You could have avoided all of that if you kept your head." Charlotta spoke while nudging her in the side earning a pained wince from her.
"Yes and as I've told you before, it isn't that easy."
Izuku looked at the two for a moment, they seemed like friends at the moment. Izuku found himself feeling happy for his mentor, she wasn't the most easy to get along with but once she was your friend it was easy for her to care for you albeit in her own way. She needed more friends and while he wasn't one to talk since his own social life needed some work, she was worse off for it in the long run.
"I appreciated the lesson!" He said loud enough for all the other students to hear and Mina joined in shortly with her own cheer.
"Yeah! That whole fight was badass, you both were trading hits left and right but neither of you went down easily."
Izuku felt relief as he saw the smile that worked it's way over her face. Charlotta seemed to enjoy the attention as well, but didn't say anything about it.
The elevator reached the classroom and they all departed, Saphira gave the students a list of supplies and materials they should bring to the class for next time. It was assigned as extra credit since it wasn't mandatory for them all to bring anything, the school would handle it but it would certainly reflect better on them if they were to bring something.
Izuku smiled as he left U.A. this was a good day and he was looking forward to what the future would bring for him.
—-QT—-
AN: I am back again and so quickly at that. I was writing up a storm for this chapter and I wanted to get it out of the way in order to answer a few reviews that I have received and I didn't want people to think that I was going to disappear again for a while. I have fixed all the issues that I was going through and things are better.
REVIEW ANSWERS! (In order... hopefully)
Whitetiger789: Thanks and I am glad that you liked it and now I am back. I hope that you keep enjoying and keep on leaving reviews and I'll find time to answer them all promise!
XXDoubleHHXX: you are welcome!
doubledamn: ... I need to write a backstory don't I... I should have foreseen this question but I'll answer it really quick. Yep, i watered it down a bit in order to be a sort of city but not some sort of nightmarish plague city. I can't say anything more it'll ruin the planing.
Fauxysama: Here ya go! XD! I am glad to update this story since I missed it.
Ebony74: Thanks, I hope that you are still reading this in order to see this! I hope you enjoy the chapter.
Thu: Yah indeed!
KimPossiblefanboy818: Jesus, I know that feeling and I am sorry for putting you through it! Here you go have some more!
DragonSlasher02: I am back and I hope that you are still reading.
Dragon Bone Z: Yep, I can definitely see the comparison!
Sinister10tails: Thanks!
bladetri: Jeez, now I'm back to answering my favorite type of review short and simple. THanks for reading and I hope that you are still around enjoying the chapters.
Guest: hope I fixed that issue and then some with the latest chapters!
bigrig56: My term Beastblood is very wishy-washy, I think of beasts I think of anything dangerous for a human to fight! I hope that you liked my reasoning for things.
Mrotrax: Thank for that and I am glad you liked it. I personally hate endeavor with a passion, second only to Bakugo!
pjpokefan: You are welcome
Mrotrax: thanks I am glad that you enjoyed!
LucklessBlock86: I hope you like her, I didn't make her a real OC more like a imitation of another character from a game!
tacktician: you my good Sir! I have the utmost reverence for this idea and I will personally see to it that i can find a way to bring this to fruition because it something that I can definitely see happening! I have saved your entire input into a folder for later!
Hardcasekara: I agree completely and if I am as good at foreshadowing as i hope then maybe this helps that Little Grape is going to get squashed! I like that Idea and I am definitely going to use it!
blood enraged: Sorry that you feel that way, is really all I can say dude.
MIKE202303: thanks and I will be happy to make more!
Annihilator225: I hope that this helped as much, I couldn't really science it up in a specific way but I am glad for the help and hope that this was good enough! I'm glad that you think the heroes crossover could be interesting and I am writing that one as well as this one but that is going to be stored until I get a good amount of chapters.
Sinister10tails: Thanks and I am glad to be back! I wish you luck in your adventures, Traveler!
tacktician: that is also an amazing idea and I will see to it.
blood enraged: again, sorry... This is all I can say. I know that some people may not like OC's, hell I don't like OC's but I can see the need for them. It can get boring writing the same thing over and over again with small changes here and there. The inclusion of an OC, is sometimes important to create new situations and experiences.
Mrotrax: Thanks, I thought that could have been said a wee bit more with All Might in the show.
pjpokefan: thanks and I am glad to be back!
Freak480: thanks!
Hardcasekara: thanks, I love writing and it physically makes me ill not to have my hands moving all the time! XD!
MIKE202303: I am glad to still be going!
AN: I am going to go pass out now, I hope everyone enjoys the chapter! Good night!