Izuku's first move was to jump.
He crouched down and, using all the force Four Arms could muster, which was quite a considerable amount, he leapt up above the skyline of the cityscape.
From this high up, he could see almost the entire area, allowing him to easily discern where the most robots were. This allowed the boy tp position himself in the air, guiding his flight in the direction of what he assumed to be a couple of three pointers.
He rocketed down, crushing one of the robots underfoot.
"Target detected."
Izuku casually threw a punch, caving in the head of the second robot.
"That's six points…" he remarked, before turning to look at the source of the whirring of machines behind him.
Izuku crossed his arms to block the barrage of missiles sent his way, grunting with pain as he felt some of the concussive force even through his enhanced durability.
'A stupid mistake' he remarked mentally, he knew that if this were not an exam for teenagers, those missiles would have done a lot more, possibly even fatal damage.
Despite his pause to self assess himself, the boy began rapidly back pedalling to avoid the more mobile one pointer that was coming towards him with the likely goal of continuing with its fellow machine's attack.
He managed to barely step out of the way, allowing him to grab the robot's outstretched arm, and pivot on his heel, spinning the surprisingly light, probably heavy for anyone not of his current strength and frame, machine in a full circle before throwing the robot at it's ally.
This distracted the three pointer for a brief moment and completely disabled the more lightly armoured one pointer, allowing Izuku to lunge forward, navigate his fist through the tangle of robotic limbs and smash down with all his might, hitting the hulking robots head and successfully disabling it as well.
The boy extracted himself from the remains of his conflict, and performed a quick calculation, ten points all ready in the bag, Izuku began looking for more robots.
He needed to speed up his earnings, however, from his previous experience as an All Might fanboy, although he supposed that no matter what the symbol of peace had done to him he held some form of begrudging respect for the man, he was still the best after all, Izuku knew the symbol of peace had gotten an even 100 points in this exam.
He had decided ten months ago that the first step on his long road to proving to All Might how wrong he was on that fateful day by beating the man at every opportunity on his way up, was of course entering the school he had graduated with a score higher than even he could have gotten.
The somewhat morbid humour behind the fact that he had greatly changed his opinion on what he considered to be the qualities of a hero, the object of his obsession had stayed the same.
But as he had already said, All might was still the best, he was unfortunately the physical embodiment of heroism, despite what that part of Izuku's brain that was extremely bitter over being cast aside without another look for the umpteenth time tried to tell him.
At least the greenette no longer worshipped the very ground the blonde man walked upon, a change which had not sat well with his ever worrying mother, especially when he had put away a lot of his All Might items instead of proudly displaying them like he used to.
Izuku thought the change was beneficial at least, not being obsessed with following in the footsteps of one man had allowed him to see some flaws in his own reasons for being a hero.
He now wanted to forge his own path, a path that involved proving a certain number one hero very wrong.
It was irrational, a small part of him told him, but that part was eclipsed by wanting to prove those who had never believed in him wrong.
And that all began with destroying these robots.
Ochako Uraraka was doing fine, she had, at least what she believed to be, a good amount of points, and she hadn't even reached her limit with zero gravity yet.
If she were to take a guess though, just fine wasn't going to be enough, this was UA, and there were definitely people with amazing quirks that could tear through this test like nothing.
She had to give it her best though, for her parents, and on a smaller note for Izuku, the boy who even gave her the courage to step into that amphitheater as anything other than a ball of nerves, despite being a nervous wreck himself, she could tell he had tried to hide it and be confident, mostly because he was hiding it terribly.
"Release." The girl said, placing her finger tips together, causing the group of robots she had been levitating to fall to the ground with a crash, the impact damaging them enough to count as a victory.
Ochako quickly added up on her fingers, "Yosh, 28 points. If I hurry I can get a dozen more at least." She was feeling a little more confident than before, mostly because Izuku had been corrected in saying her quirk was rather suited for this particular situation.
A single touch and a robot was pretty much done, and it helped that they were such large targets, her strategy so far had been quickly darting between robots that had set their sights on other participants and touch them with her finger pads.
She made extra sure not to steal the quarry from any other participant, she would feel bad if she had caused others to fail because she just swooped in at the last moment and stole the points they had fought so hard for.
She was ready to begin another round of hit and run, confident that she could get at least a dozen more points in the remaining time she had left, which would really help reassure her that she would probably get a spot in the next year's heroic class.
Unbeknownst to the poor girl, however, she wouldn't be getting any more villain points, because the faculty had just released an obstacle to test the true nature of the people who were taking the exam.
A robot that towered over the already admittedly tall skyscrapers of the training ground rose up out of seemingly nowhere, destroying buildings and asphalt, causing debris to fly everywhere.
All the participants of the exam stopped and stared for a few seconds, some wondering where and how U.A had hidden such a monstrosity of a being, or how the could afford not one, but at least eight, before their survival instincts kicked in, telling them to worry about that later and to turn heel and run away now.
Not everyone was quick enough, however, as the giant robot's first order of business was to bring to bare a humongous fist without any set target, it only managed to achieve the task of spreading the various components of a high rise around the cityscape, sending dust spraying wherever a chunk of concrete and rebar landed.
Ochako had failed to get enough distance unfortunately, and felt something heavy hit the back of her leg, causing her to trip to the floor and cry out in pain from the pain of her leg being almost crushed and her various joints becoming scraped raw from contact with the rough asphalt.
She looked back in fear as she saw her leg locked under a large piece of concrete with seemingly no easy escape, and the gigantic figure of the zero pointer closing in.
She tried desperately to reach for the debris that held her in place, in hopes of all five pads touching the chunk, allowing her to activate her quirk and at least free herself, she doubted she could run far on whatever state her leg was in, but being free would at least let her hide rather than swait like a sitting duck for the colossus to reach her.
However, try as she might, her fingertips just barely brushed her target, her thumb only a few centimetres from allowing her to activate her quirk.
She groaned in effort, struggling to stretch just enough to get herself free, but her entire body froze in petrification when a looming, hand-shaped shadow was cast over her.
She whipped her head forward to look at the other contestants, wanting to yell out and beg for help from her fellow participants, but her voice got caught and she choked on the dust from the recent impact.
She couldn't see anyone who was planning to stand up to the huge robot anyway, and so doubted begging for help would get any results.
Tears began brimming in her eyes.
'Please, someone, help me…' she screamed internally, closing her eyes in resignation, she wasn't scared of death, it was just an exam after all, it made no sense for the students to be in mortal danger, but the pain was still a very novel concept to the girl, and being squeezed by a huge robot hand seemed like it would hurt more than the broken leg and scrapes she already had.
As the last vestiges of hope faded away with the light that was quickly chased by the ever growing shadow of the zero-pointer, she heard a deep, unfamiliar voice.
"You know, someone I know once told me it's a bad omen to fall over." Came the booming voice.
Ochako cracked open her eyes, not sure if she would like what she saw, but looking up at the large red figure dressed in a green tracksuit was a better outcome than she had hoped.
Eventually the words it had spoken to her registered in her head "M-midoriya?" The girl managed weakly.
The red figure gave a smile, as he held up the hand of the zero pointer above his head, almost like he could do the task with three hands tied behind his back.
"The one and only, now let's give you a hand or two." Izuku smirked.
The girl sighed in relief as the two other arms Izuku now possessed removed the rubble that held her down from her leg, finally relieving her from the crushing effect on her leg, and picked her up in a princess carry.
The large four armed figure that was Izuku Midoriya then tucked his knees, releasing his hold on the robot, before side rolling away, leaving the range of the giant palm as it hit the ground, as soon as his two feet touched the ground, he bound away, clearing tens of meters in a second.
"Phew, that was a close one…" Izuku sighed, looking back to the robot that had retrieved it's arm and was making its way forward, creating horrendously loud crashing sounds and sending more debris flying everywhere with each step.
Izuku clicked his tongue, looking at the other wounded participants scattered around the street, he was so close to triple digits, but he couldn't turn a blind eye to people in need.
Unfortunately, despite Four Arm's amazing physical powers, he was not fast enough to save them all, and his time limit for his transformation was quickly approaching.
A darker part of him that like to pop up occasionally also told him he would be sacrificing his chances at surpassing triple digits, and thus falling short on his goal before he really took a step towards it.
He'd already saved the person in the most danger anyway, and the exam was likely to end before the super slow zero pointer got anyone else, it wasn't like his intervention would really improve the situation.
"Hey Midoriya-kun, your quirk is amazing." Ochako said weakly. "You'll be a great hero."
Izuku froze.
'Damn it!' he yelled internally, he'd almost fallen into an abyss he never wanted to even look at, debating whether sacrificing his own advantages to provide even the smallest amount of help was something a lot of modern heroes did, and usually the debate swayed towards their own comfort in that case, it was the very thing he swore to never become, to never do, but he'd been blinded by his own desire for recognition.
This situation was enough to allow that small part that told him his goal of one upping All Might was stupid to finally speak up louder than anything else.
Izuku chuckled to mask his slowly rising self loathing, "Thank you Ochako."
The girl looked at him curiously.
"Wait here, I'll be right back." He said, resting the girl down gently in a sitting position against a wall. "Unfortunately, it seems I've gotten all the points I can today."
The boy crouched down for a second, aiming his flight before he shot up towards the head, the confirmed weak spot of the robots, which he'd been sure to confirm many, many times just that day, he reached his peak above the robot and allowed the force of gravity to take him down towards the eight, glowing red eyes of the zero pointer. He brought up all four of his powerful arms and held his fists together in a four armed hammer fist.
"Ultimate move: Meteorite Hammer."
The four arms moved in perfectly practiced tandem and smashed down against the green plating of the zero pointer, which created a shockwave the travelled across various buildings, shattering glass and caving in the robot's face plate so deeply it's head became almost paper thin.
The robot slowly fell backwards, it's colossal figure groaning as it moved in a way it was not built to allow, before crashing onto the floor with a crash so loud that various participants covered their ears.
Izuku was just glad the participants that had behind the robot when it appeared had vacated a large radius around the zero-pointer's position, so no one further got hurt from his actions.
The boy landed with a thud on the chest of the zero pointer, releasing a deep breathe as his shoulder armour flashed red, and he transformed back to his normal form.
He stood triumphantly amongst the dust and the smoke.
The boy released a tired sighed as he heard Present Mic finally announced the end of the exams, glad that it was over, but slightly disappointed that he had not reached the previously coveted one hundred.
"I guess eighty nine points will just have to do."
AN: I have decided to go back and flesh out some scenes in previous chapters, these changes will no affect the story at all, however, so nothing has to be reread for anyone to continue reading, the changes will only improve descriptions, and improve character interactions to seem more in character.
If you feel a scene is lacking in any existing chapters, and any to come, feel free to include it in a review or PM me and I will go back and see if I can make any improvements.
Thanks for reading.