Nejire was excited for today. She and her two friends were going to be working with the first years that all managed to become provisional heroes.
"What do you think they're like, do think they got their licenses by talent or learned skill? What quirks do you think they have?" she asked while hopping down the hall in a bubbly mood.
"I just hope they won't be too intense." Tamaki said with an air of nervousness. The phaser of the group laughed.
"Come on Tamaki! Try and look optimistically! If it helps, try Imagining you're talking to Potatoes!" Mirio said with enthusiasm. He hadn't had the chance to scout the class like he hoped, but it'd still be fun. When the Big Three found themselves at the door to 1-A.
"Come in." they heard from the homeroom teacher. As they walked in, Aizawa introduced them. "Let's hear how the Internships differed from field training. The people in front of you have taken the time from their schedules to talk to you all about this, so pay attention. These third years rank the top amongst the school and are known as the Big Three."
"So these three are the top? I mean, I heard about them, but…" a girl with plug-in ears commented before being cut off by her blonde neighbor.
"Damn, I can see some of why though. That stance…" he said before another student with a massive tail nodded in agreement. Nejire looked at the rest of the class, who were all getting excited. The thing that stood out was the atmosphere; no matter if they were loud or quiet, abrasive or calm, none of them were being dismissive of their looks.
The shockwave user was more than used to people looking through her and her friends because of how plain they looked in normal clothes or how weird they were, but everyone was looking at them like they were strong. Only one looked ready to start a fight (though from everyone else's lack of reaction she assumed that was his default look) but the rest just looked like they would act in an instant; to see this many individuals actually take them seriously without a demonstration was rather sobering. The only conclusion she could make made her think twice about the approach they planned.
'These kohai are all trained better than we were at their age.'
"Could you give us a brief introduction then?" Aizawa asked, breaking Nejire's train of thought. "Starting with you, Amajiki."
The pointy-eared teen in question looked over the class, and both Nejire and Mirio knew he wasn't trying to be intimidating, but his gaze was still sharp to those uninformed of his mindset. Tamaki was trying to use Mirio's advice and imagine them as tubers, but the other two knew it was starting to be a losing battle.
Then everything went calm.
The Blunette turned her head to the source and saw one of the first years just giving a small smile of encouragement. It was so small, but she could literally feel the comfort he was emanating with ease. The green-haired boy just held that aura, and it was calming the Chimera down enough for him to give a basic introduction.
"My name's Amajiki Tamaki, and my quirk lets me Manifest anything I consume for a day. I intern under Fatgum, who focuses on capturing and apprehending villains." Tamaki got out before backing up behind the other two. The shockwave-user decided to ride the good mood and introduced herself next.
"Hiya! I'm Hado Nejire, and I work under Ryukyu, who focuses on combat! My quirk lets me turn metabolic energy into kinetic shockwaves! I hope to get to know you all." she chimed in joy. She would have gone longer if not to give Mirio time.
"Hello everyone! My name's Togata Mirio, and I can phase through all forms of matter! I work under Sir Nighteye, who focuses on tactics and information gathering! I hope to work with you all in the future!" the permeable blonde said with an exaggerated bow.
"Though I can see you all have a good understanding of yourselves, the easiest way for us to understand where everyone's at, how about a spar?" Mirio asked, and Nejire was surprised at the calm acceptance of the underclassmen; she had a feeling there was something the three of them were missing. Wanting to see how the class fared herself, the blunette decided to pipe up.
"Then let's have the three of us take on the twenty of you!" she cheered.
Mirio took a look around the TDL to see the non-uniform gym attire everyone had. Ashido's shirt was more form-fitting, Toru's was a tank top and shorts, Fumikage wore a long shawl over his torso, Katsuki's shirt was torn at the shoulders and forced to be a tank top, hell, Tenya was the only one who was wearing the proper uniform, but even he had cut the pants to just below the knee. Izuku wasn't even trying for school issued.
"Yo Midoriya, when'd you get that getup?" Kaminari asked; the blonde's gym outfit looked like a wetsuit more than gym clothes.
"Huh? Oh, Anima-sensei got it when we were traveling. It's made for ease of movement, so I asked if it was alright to use it for gym, and Aizawa-san passed it." the greenette said. His outfit was a deep forest green with a crimson dragon in the front and a golden character on the back the phaser thought looked close to the kanji for Protection, but he wasn't 100% sure. Light green vines crawled up the legs and he wore what looked like slippers, but obviously made for outdoor use. Another thing he noticed was the signet ring with a plant of some kind on the face.
"Alright, we'll start at the buzzer!" Mirio chimed as his clothes fell through him. He was expecting someone to flush, but no one even said a word. Tamaki turned his palms into clam shells, and Nejire was shaking her jitters out. When the buzzer went off, the Big Three started moving.
They then learned why 1-A was known as the "monster class" by the staff of UA.
Deku led the charge with a blazing-fast leg sweep to Mirio, who made his shins permeable to the impact. The blonde then felt the bruising force of the wind displaced by the limb and regretted not just dodging. Tamaki tried to go for the teen that was now behind the three, but Red Riot charged in to prevent that while Nitro shouted to someone and started flying at Nejire to counter her shockwaves with his explosions.
Then the ground erupted into shards from Earphone Jack's quirk, disrupting their footing. Mirio's world then turned black as he started to fall through everything. He timed the decent and made his angle before trying to become solid once again, rocketing out behind the class where the longer ranged heroes were to thin the competition out. When he could see again, he saw that everyone had responded to his disappearance like professionals. Thermal Shock covered the ground with ice spikes around them that wouldn't punch through their soles but would make it difficult for the half-naked third year to close the distance.
"He fell at normal speeds, but the rise must have been faster!" Mirio cursed in his head at the speed Deku had managed to deduce that info from him; he didn't know exactly how, but the way everyone reacted to it meant they trusted the info the greenette gave. He dodged a splash of acid to his face, not wanting to compromise his senses with phasing as he started rising and falling to close in with the ranged heroes with minimal cuts on him, aiming for the girl that shattered the battlefield.
Then he felt his skin almost rip off from one of Grape Juice's orbs tagging his back and adhering to a piece of ice.
"Stay away from the ladies man." the dwarf said with a grin. Mirio released himself from the orb and dodged a laser, but everyone was already moving. Creati made a few weapons and started throwing them to some classmates, and the phaser saw the ease many of them had when handling them that screamed familiarity. Deciding that keeping her around would be dangerous, he angled himself and the world went dark again before appearing behind her. The busty teen turned on a dime before throwing a bokken at his face. Unable to dodge, he simply phased through the long projectile with a tilt from his head to keep an eye on her.
Then came a pain from behind across his left shoulder that gave the creator time to move away.
Shouta was impressed at both ends. The third years were holding up against a larger force rather well, all things considered; some glancing blows were a given, but even then they weren't crippling and the Big Three were not underestimating their opponents.
His class of monsters though were doing far better than he thought they would. Eijiro and Koji were keeping Tamaki from flanking by staying in his face and tanking the older teen's strikes, while Mashirao and Tsuyu were going for the offense with Minoru trying to limit the chimera's movement. Momo was passing weapons around to everyone who needed, and making sure everyone was working on the best opponent they could. Yuga and Mina were switching between Nejire and Mirio to keep the upperclassmen from getting a pattern and harassing them. Nejire was having her shockwaves countered by Katsuki while Ochaco was disorienting her by negating her gravity and releasing her powers while throwing her around.
Rikido was keeping close with the blunette with Toru, making sure she didn't pull a bakugo and use her quirk to blast away while Hanta used his tape to ground her. Fumikage was offering a defense to those that needed to quickly reset alongside Shoto, who was also harassing Tamaki with fire. Kyoka, Denki, and Mezo were trying to defend the students with range while Tenya and Midoriya were blitzing around the field to flank the third years with hit-and-run tactics. Mirio tried to take Momo out, likely to limit the support, but Momo just threw a weapon through him.
That would have been smart if there weren't people able to respond fast enough in the fight.
Izuku had grabbed the practice sword and quickly took a shot at the blonde's open back, leaving a mark that would likely bruise, before running off to strike at Tamaki, who was starting to slow down.
'These kids are fighting practically, using their numbers to wear down the stronger fighters and reducing the risk of injuries.' the night hero recognised the tactic from the USJ months ago, and he could honestly say they it was ironic to see heroes-in training use a strategy taught to them by villains aiming to kill him.
Not that he wouldn't do the same given the situation.
Seeing the situation was getting a little out of hand, he decided to step in. no use in them getting too hurt over a simple spar, regardless of Recovery Girl's abilities.
"Alright that's enough!" he called, making everyone stop. "Any longer would be dangerous and meaningless. You three, do you think you saw enough?" he asked, and the third years simply nodded with various levels of enthusiasm.
"Then finish up and tell everyone about the basics of what you wanted to show with this display." the homeroom teacher said, and they nodded before turning back to the freshmen heroes, all of which had various injuries from scrapes to bruises. Shouta was writing a nurse note for Katsuki and Eijiro; the redhead was favoring his left leg too much for anything that could be walked off in a day, and the blonde had bruises forming on his palms from canceling that many shockwaves in such a short time.
As homeroom had ended, Tamaki was walking back to class with his friends. He was sporting a rather nice bruise on his cheek from that redhead, but he wasn't hurt enough to need a visit to the nurse.
"So what did you all think of the spar; anyone catch your eye?" he asked.
"Oh, I think that explosive kid's got a lot of skill, and the girl with the gravity quirk was amazingly good at keeping me off balance! I don't know how anyone could adjust to having no gravity on the fly without practice." Nejire said with cheer.
"I gotta give it to Midoriya." Mirio said with respect. "He not only managed to deduce my 'teleporting' quickly, but he managed to anticipate me and coordinate with another to surprise attack me. I think he might like Sir Nighteye."
"What about you Amajiki?" Nejire asked the Chimera.
"Kirishima was a stone wall most of the fight, but he did prevent me from coming to assist you two." he grinned in embarrassment.
"Oh man! I didn't even realize they were doing that!" Mirio exclaimed, wincing at the bruise on his back. "Hado?"
"I was more focused on getting past my opponents than you guys, but looking back, I see that was the plan. Divide and conquer, and no one needed to say a word for the plan. Our kohai are rather scary!" she chirped. Tamaki couldn't help but agree.
DONE! You guys had no idea how difficult this chapter was to write; seriously, this was attempt six. For the fight, I didn't want 1-A to mop the floor with the Big Three, but I'm sorry, no one can fight twenty heroes in training without a scratch. You can't keep track of everything, and lucky shots will happen. But our class wasn't unscathed either, so it shows that within the confines of the match, the three third years were on similar footing to the twenty first years they were up against. Anyway, that's enough for today, thank you so much for reading, and please leave a comment. Till next time!