Author: undefmidi
2018
Boku no Hero characters, original story and everything belongs to Kohei Horikoshi, the author of said series. I only own the Plot.
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Chapter 11 – Battle Royale
It was the time.
The strategies that the students built, the training they had to keep up; everything would be used in the Royale.
The students were, for the most part, prepared for it. They had used their time to think on what to do since they couldn't go empty-handed against a lot of other people. Being in a duo gave them help, and provided them with the opportunity to make combinations with their respective quirks.
Izuku thought about what the possible combinations that the others would do were. Of course, he may have had one thousand ideas, but anything could happen midst the assignment.
He clenched his hand, looking around at the field, Ground Gamma, a pseudo-maze formed by countless factories, industrial tubes, and irregularly, though conveniently, placed platforms. A place suitable for a Battle Royale, indeed.
He also gazed at the other students; whom all waited for the signal to come off, which would indicate the start of the activity. Nejire stood there, focused. She also helped Izuku to make their own plans.
Furthermore, she was somewhat baffled at Izuku's main suggestion—the plan they were going to execute. It was just a simple concept that made them more resilient and gave them more options. But still, she was still surprised.
Taking everyone by surprise, the bell chimed, and just like in the entrance exam, there was no countdown. Birds flocked away at the sudden outburst of the loud students, who, with haste, tried to execute their respective plans.
Nejire gazed into Izuku's eyes and nodded, resolute. They were going to win this.
The boy, understanding the signal, readied himself on the ground like a track runner, looking only in front of him. Nejire placed her hands on the ground and it began to tremble, shaking the buildings nearest to them.
Not long after, the ground below Izuku imploded, sending the boy high to the sky. Behind him, came Nejire, adjusting their trajectory mid-air. Of course, they didn't have any kind of pre-insight on what the arena would be, but they had an idea of what to do. The scenario would be advantageous to them, mainly to Izuku, who couldn't control One for All properly.
The ground was far below them, zooming past like a blur. For a moment, they admired that oh-so-different scenario. But there was no time for that.
Izuku sighted a rather tall building, noticing that it would likely benefit them. "Nejire-san, to the right there is a good place to land," He pointed at the place and began to look around, for any signs of anyone.
After analyzing the place, they landed safely, making a soft thud on the metallic surface.
"If we stay put, even if they don't find us, this training would be useless… We can't go rushing…" Nejire commented, crouching on top of the roof and looming over the arena. It was neither big nor small.
"I agree…" Izuku placed a hand under his chin, also crouching beside her. "I think… We should stealthily advance through the place, and take out a group at a time…" He coldly added.
She took a quick glance at him over her shoulder. "You're quite cunning, huh?" She looked back at the ground below them.
"Oh…" He quickly stammered. "I just like strategy books… Sun Tzu's works are really good…" His cheeks rosened a bit.
"That's nice…" She smiled and began to pay attention to her surroundings.
Mina was sort of disheartened when they announced her partner… Mineta. The pervert of the whole classroom.
All of his actions were somehow tied to something, anything perverted. And she knew those things; everyone knew.
Although, for that moment, both of them had to cooperate; he entered U.A for his own reasons, and no matter how shameless they were—who wouldn't want to be regarded as cool?—, it didn't change the fact that he actually made his way into that privileged school.
He had to shape up if he wanted to win, though.
And that's what the both of them were doing before the assignment; Mineta was harshly advised to focus by Mina.
That aside, both had peculiar quirks. She had a really strong acid, which could be shot at anything; he had a simple, seemingly useless quirk: his hair was made out of sticky, purple balls.
At first, they seemed like a really unlikable duo, quirk-wise, but—
"Mineta, throw some here!"
"On it!"
They were both with the advantage. The arena was perfect for both of their own quirks: Mineta could build well-placed traps, and Mina could trigger them by destroying the terrain.
Individually, they were below the average competitor, even though Mina had an abnormally huge sports affinity. But if they combined both of their own quirks, and allowed themselves to focus, they were on par with the other competitors.
"Ho~" A rather cunning voice appeared out of nowhere. "Interesting. Using your quirks and making traps, huh?" Suddenly, Mineta felt no ground holding his feet. The sky was below him, and the ground above.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he could faintly make out the figure that held him by his feet. Dread rushed in the grape-boy's soul. His heartbeat hammered his thorax unrhythmically; desperately.
Mina couldn't do anything, it was the work of an instinct.
"M…" Mineta hesitated.
The glint in his eyes was merciless; a pressure, not felt before, trespassed their brains. Adrenaline bubbled inside their veins.
I need to get away from here! – they thought at the same time.
But before a single muscle moved, Mineta became a blur and hit the ground, stomach-front. The oxygen inside asphyxiated him; he gasped, letting saliva to fall off. Never before he felt such pain physically.
Mina's face contorted in despair. They couldn't lose so early, not like that!
The adrenaline-fueled her muscles, and she threw a big stream of acid in front of her, aiming to hit the monster-like enemy. Without any warning, he turned his head in her direction, and… walked.
But the acid hit him, causing Mina to gain an advantag—
Why…
She couldn't understand it. Her aim was one of the best in class if you didn't account for the quirks. She had trained her aim so much…
How did my acid just…
His steps approached steadily; he didn't want to waste much time. He had other targets in this Battle Royale.
My acid just went through him!
Like an in-game glitch, where an attack doesn't register, the acid went crossed through him, similar to a dolphin falling back onto the water. Before she could arrange another stream, he went through the ground. Only his head was visible; just like a shark.
Hastily, he grabbed Mina's feet and emerged from the hard-ground, lifting her above his head. Losing her own balance, she couldn't do anything against him.
He spun like a pro-wrestler and threw her onto the closest wall, making her saliva to be spat out. Without air, she tumbled right onto the ground unconscious.
Mineta could barely stand up; the wall in front of him was too big… A very well-known obstacle known as—
"Mirio…" His voice was hoarse and dry, and he desperately hang onto consciousness.
Considered to be the strongest of the Big Three, his skills were no laughing matter. He was untouched, unscathed by the duo, supposedly in an advantageous situation.
"Yo!" He happily greeted him. "When you use your quirk, think of more creative ways of applying it in traps. Luckily, I have experience with things like these."
Mineta noted that inside of his brain. Albeit having a really perverted personality, at the minimum, he wanted to become a better hero; he sucked up his ego and accepted the advice.
Without any chance of recovery, Mineta lost consciousness, body limp on the ground.
Mirio happily went through the nearest building, searching for his next target…
He couldn't be stopped; he was in his 'Battle Mode'.
Thanks for reading, and sorry for the wait!
I was drowning in tests and projects in school… I had no time.
But still, thank you for the humongous patience you're showing me right now. I really do appreciate it!
Anywho… sorry for the short-ish chapter as well… Kind of winding back in shape to write.
Welp, that's it (I guess),
Undef's out,
Stay cold!