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Testing
Lee sighed, tapping the toe of his metal boots on the ground one at a time. They didn't shift any. Perks of having been crafted specifically for him. They were perfect. They were also a reminder of how screwed he was. He sighed, glancing around as the other students began to get restless. They were about to take the entrance exam for U.A. High School, the most prestigious, impossible to enter superhero academy in the world. Also, the only one to produce worthwhile heroes. The exam was pretty easy to understand. They'd be sent into a fake city made specifically for the test where they'd battle giant robots. Depending on the size and power of the robot, they'd get between one and three points. There was, however, a fourth robot that would score no points, and was only there as an obstacle. Apparently, there was one per fake town, so about seven total, the towns labeled as A through G.
"How much longer?" one hopeful student groaned, the guy standing a full head and a half taller than Lee and being a wall of solid muscle.
"As long as it takes," a boy responded, this one about Lee's height with messy brown hair and a burn scar of some kind across the bridge of his nose.
"The more you complain, the worse the wait will be," a girl with pink hair smiled.
Lee pulled his phone out, calling his first speed dial and holding the phone to his ear.
"Hey Lee!" a bubbly female voice on the other end greeted him.
"You're sure this stand-in's going to hold up, right Amy?" Lee asked, looking at the metal frame of rods and servos around his arm and attached to the metal plating attached to the back of his hand.
"As long as you don't hit anything as hard as diamond, or harder, yes," Amy responded. "And don't worry. By the time classes start in April, I'll have your good one all fixed up."
"You know it won't matter if you have that one fixed by April if this one doesn't hold out," Lee said.
"Oh relax!" Amy laughed. "It's me and Tatsumi we're talking about. We made that one every bit as durable as this one."
"And yet, that one broke," Lee said.
"Do I need to remind you of the circumstances of it breaking?" Amy asked.
"No," Lee sighed. "Any chance you could make me a nanotech bodysuit to do the job after that one's done?"
"Believe me, if anyone could make a nanotech bodysuit, I'd do it," Amy said. "It's just not possible."
"Yeah, yeah, you're a super genius," Lee sighed.
"And you're my adorable brother with the stupid Quirk," Amy teased.
"Yeah no kidding," Lee said. "Without this exoskeleton I'd have been dead by eight years old."
"Right let's start!" the school's DJ, and the announcer for the exam, suddenly shouted, everyone looking up at the tower he was in expectantly. "Get moving! There are no countdowns in real battles! Run, run, run listeners! You're wasting air time here!"
And just like that, everyone was off, besides Lee. He sighed.
"I gotta go," Lee said. "The test just started."
"Good luck!" Amy cheered before he hung up, putting his phone away, a tiny flash of blue lightning arcing from his eyes a few inches before fading.
Then, he exploded into motion. Within moments he shot past the rest of the students, even a couple with speed enhancement Quirks. He rounded the first corner and saw a pair of robots that had a number one painted on them. He shot forward, reaching the first before they had even reacted and jumped, kicking its neck and separating its head from its body, then spun, his other foot flashing around and crashing into the head, sending it speeding into the second robot, the entire robot turning into a fireball, bits of it shattering the body of the first robot. He landed on his feet and lightning again arced from his eyes before he once again took off, a trail of dust kicking up almost twenty feet behind him. He moved through the town quickly, destroying anything he found with a quick, but extremely careful, kick or punch. or a couple of them. He rounded a corner and shot toward a three-pointer, slamming a flying punch into its head, and it rocked backward, the head nearly shattering, but it wasn't destroyed. He landed and took off, using the walls on either side of the street to turn around without losing too much speed, then moved to smash into the robot, only for massive stone spikes to erupt from below it, impaling the robot before Lee drilled his fist into the stone, smashing through it and flipping, landing on his feet and skidding to a stop.
"Sorry to steal your kill," the boy with brown hair and burn scar said, walking into view.
"No problem," Lee said. "Gotta do what you gotta-"
He exploded forward, grabbing the guy and dragging him backward a dozen meters before skidding to a stop and setting him down just as a one-pointer's arms exploded to the ground. Then, Lee took off just as stone spikes impaled the robot again. He laughed, running up onto the stone before rocketing off of it, fists both held out in front of himself as he made himself as straight and thin as he could. A moment later, an explosion shot out of the street he'd dived down. He skidded to a stop in the next street over and sighed, glancing back at the burning wreckage of the three robots he'd just drilled through. He had gotten lucky on that one. It was close. Just then, a massive building ahead of them exploded just as the boy he'd just left exploded through a robot in a massive cloud of stones, landing beside Lee again as the stones clattered to the ground.
"What's that?" the boy asked, Lee watching him for a moment before turning back to the front, where a gigantic robot as tall as the skyscrapers was approaching.
It was the zero-pointer, and it was heading straight for them, all of the applicants around them screaming and fleeing, except for one guy who was pinned under half a robot. The larger robot obviously didn't care, since it was continuing forward on its tank tracks, and destroying every building in its wake. Lee exploded forward, skidding to a stop beside the wreckage of the robot that was pinning the other would-be student. There were jagged pieces stabbed into his back, so Lee couldn't just knock it off of him. He swore, speeding back to the boy with the stone powers.
"I need a ramp," Lee said. "I can slow it down for a few seconds. I need you to get him out of there."
The boy nodded and formed a sloped skate ramp.
"Forty five degrees, flat," Lee said, backing away at a normal speed until he was about a hundred feet away from the ramp, which the other boy fixed. "Ready?"
"You sure this will work?" the other boy asked. "It's pretty big."
"I think a pair of solid metal fists travelling at Mach Jesus will at least rock it backward."
"You better have some strength with that speed," the other boy said. "Good luck."
He sprinted toward the pinned guy and Lee took a steadying breath before lightning flashed from his eyes, larger this time, hitting the ground to either side and cracking it. Then, he exploded forward, kicking up a massive cloud of dust before shooting up the ramp and leaping off the end of it. He sped through the air rapidly and made himself an arrow, heading for the robot's face. Then, his fists exploded into it, caving in its head several inches, but not breaking through. It did, however, rock the robot backward, the front of its track rising into the air, then falling, crashing down where the pinned guy and the boy with the stone powers had been just before the boy used a stone pillar to launch them both out of the way. They began to run and Lee sighed, now hanging from the bottom of the robot's head.
"So, now what about me?" He looked around just in time to see a massive wall of stone spikes form filling the street, slanted toward the robot and forming the perfect slope on the backside for him to run down.
He grinned and waited until the robot was about to hit, then leapt onto the stone's back side, exploding downward just as the stone shattered. He reached the road and skidded to a stop as an alarm sounded, the robot stopping finally. He sighed as the boy with stone powers walked over, smirking.
"Not bad," he said. "You actually managed to get some force moving that fast."
"That's thanks to the metal," Lee said. "It's Quirk-generated and formed by one of my friends, with my sister telling him what to make and putting the exoskeleton together. She's a genius."
"What's the exoskeleton for?" the boy asked. "Strength?"
"Protection," Lee said. "I don't really feel like talking about it."
The boy nodded. "Come on. We should go meet up with everyone else."
Lee nodded and they turned, walking over to the rest of the applicants.
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