Alright! Are you guys excited to meet all your OCs? Me too! And that's why I'm proud to announce...if you submitted a male OC you gotta wait another week...sorry. At first, I was just gonna start with their first day of school but decided to introduce all of Melody's dormmates first because...well it made more sense than jumping right into the first day.

Introducing the beginning of the Second Arc of this story (The first was the Prologue Arc) called THE ROCKY BEGINNINGS ARC!

Also...My new update day is going to be Friday as it gives me more time during the week to write.

Also Also...A bit of fun for you guys. First off I have a very odd playlist of music that I listen to that includes Anime Covers, Eminem, sappy songs, and rock songs. So for the start of the first non-prologue arc, here are my opening and ending songs. Because why the f*** not, eh?

Opening: Long Way Down - Goo Goo Dolls (Don't judge!)

Ending: Perfect by Design - Nathan Sharp (aka Natewantstobattle)

Hope you all enjoy!

Purpose of a Hero

August 1, 2317...10:37 am

"MELLY, DARLING! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!" Carlyle Halloway bawled as he scooped his, clearly irate, daughter into his arms and squeezed tight. The redheaded teen immediately began kicking and countering his declarations of joy with shouts of annoyance. On the other side of their small apartment, Nathan and his parents, his father still wrapped up like a mummy underneath his plain blue dress shirt, chuckled at the display before them. In the kitchen, Carlyle's new hire, Anthony, groaned as he slaved away over the stove, wondering to himself if the overtime pay was really worth it. A banner hung just over the small dining room table that read 'Congratulations'. Having had enough, Melody shifted into her Wraith form and slid out of her father's arms, landing on her feet with a quiet thud. "MELODY! NO QUIRK USAGE IN THE HOUSE!"

"THEN DON'T SUDDENLY GRAB ME LIKE THAT OLD MAN!" The redhead countered. The two glared at one another for a few moments, during which Nathan swore he could see the sparks of indignation in each of their eyes. The sound of crashing originating from the kitchen brought them out of their stare down though, as Carlyle straightened up and began roaring again.

"ANTHONY! WHAT ARE YOU BREAKING THIS TIME!?" The man bellowed, stomping into the kitchen, leaving behind a bemused daughter and an even more amused Larson family. Axel guffawed and shook his head at his friend's antics.

"Still hasn't changed in the past twenty years. I swear he can yell louder than Seismos," he commented. Nathan also laughed, while Melody just rolled her eyes. It was at this moment that Nathan's mother, Veronica, spoke up.

"Melody, dear. Have you decided whether or not you will move into the dorms yet?" She inquired in a soft tone. While the three males in her home were always incredibly rowdy and always fighting, Veronica Larson was the voice of reason and understanding. Ever since she could remember, Melody had been treated as a member of the family. Usually, she was greeted by the middle-aged woman with more enthusiasm than any of Nathan's other friends. She'd always been welcome, with Veronica saying she needed the presence of another girl in the house to keep her sanity.

"Nope! I've still got like two days until I have to decide. Frankly, moving out seems like such an odd idea. Granted I wouldn't have to deal with the old man's eccentricities twenty-four seven," Melody replied thoughtfully. The concept of moving into the dorms was indeed a strange one. On one hand, the teen desired the independence that would come with the new housing and all the challenged that would come with it. On the other, as much as she hated to admit it...she would miss her father, her room, the restaurant, the greasy foods, the midnight surprise training sessions, the sudden declarations of war over the most trivial things, and most of all she'd miss the memories. 'Crap. I really need to put thought into this. The acceptance letter said I had to register for a room by August tenth. Term begins the twentieth. Then I have to convince Dad...which shouldn't be too hard. I'm sure he'll be all for it if it helps with my Hero Training. At least, I think he will be.' Veronica smiled at her answer and reached over to pinch her son's cheeks. Nathan, who'd been chowing down on a plate of finger foods that Anthony had made, yelped in pain and waved his mother's hand away.

"Go 'way Mom!" He said through a mouth full of food.

"My dearest Nathan has already decided to leave me alone to deal with his irresponsible father and baby brother. So thoughtless!" The woman cried dramatically. Her son rolled his eyes and walked away from them, throwing himself onto the couch in the adjacent living room. "In any case, I just wanted to thank you again for saving my husband. He's always been so reckless and I fear that Nathan will be no different. Those boys just live to worry me. At least Brian is still young enough for me to not have to fear for him everytime we leave the house. It's quite exhausting enough as is. Which reminds me, I hate to ask this of you Melody but even though you're in different classes...could you please look after Nathan? Knowing him he'll run off and get himself hurt within the first week without someone to keep him in check."

"No need to worry, Mrs. L. Me and Nathan have already decided that we'll meet up every Saturday for training and studying," Melody replied with a small smile, prompting the only Larson female to laugh and pull her into an embrace.

"You're the best Mel." Suddenly the sound of another loud bang interrupted their conversation and Melody turned to glare at her father, who emerged from the kitchen holding Anthony by the scruff of his neck, both of the men covered in dough.

"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT QUIRK USAGE IN THE HOUSE!?" Carlyle yelled, causing the spine-haired teen to flinch and double his efforts to get free. The mountain of a man continued to yell at his employee, following every word with a vigorous shake. Very soon a pile of the boy's spiky hair lay in a pile around Carlyle's feet.

"Y-You nev-er told me an-anything, M-Mr. Hal-loway!" He whined as he was shaken. Across the room Melody sighed and marched over to her father, landing a hard kick to his shin, making him drop the boy with a yelp.

"THAT WAS ME YOU TOLD THAT, IDIOT!"

"DON'T YELL AT YOUR FATHER, MELLY DEAR!" With only minutes passed since their last shouting match, father and daughter began it anew. That is...until Nathan's voice, full of panic, called them from the living room.

"GUYS! GET IN HERE! NOW!" In an instant, every person in the apartment rushed into the room and froze. Nathan sat on the couch, ashed faced and eyes glued to the T.V. Melody followed his gaze and what she saw on the small screen made her blood run cold. A news report with a stricken sounding reporter announcing the footage was live from Japan. It looked like a disaster zone, even worse than the streets had been after the Lazer Breath incident. At the center of it all stood a man with no distinguishable face, dressed in a full tuxedo. In front of the man stood perhaps the most famous hero of all time, even in a foreign country like the U.S., All-Might. Although, the All-Might on the screen was completely different from what Melody had always seen. If it weren't for the costume and the headline below the feed of the battle that read 'All-Might in Peril!' she wouldn't have recognized the skeletal man with just a singular muscled arm.

"What the heck?" The redhead gasped. On the screen, the no-face man rose into the air and his arm started to grow into a grotesque, miss-match of bulging skin and pieces of metal. But, just before the attack in unleashed, two more Heroes show up on the scene and distract the villain. Carlyle and Axel both made noises of surprise when the newcomers appeared.

"Endeavor and Edgeshot. Two of Japan's top Heroes," her father explained. Melody nodded and turned back to the television just in time to see the two Heroes get blown away and the villain soaring at All-Might. The attack connected and the resulting explosions blocked the camera's view for a moment. It quickly clears up and Nathan cheers as All-Might landed a punch to the villain's face. Everyone in the room looked on in shock as the Symbol of Peace seemed to gear up for a massive attack and slammed the villain into the ground with a punch, resulting in a shockwave that split the earth beneath them. A chill runs down Melody's spine at the sight of the most recognizable Hero raising his fist into the air. A wave of hysteria runs through the room with each person being overtaken by a burst of glee. The only exception was Carlyle Halloway, who simply stared at the ceiling with a frown on his face. 'All-for-One defeated, eh? This is a bigger problem than anyone without inside information could know. So much for a victory lunch, I've gotta make a call.'

Purpose of a Hero

August 17, 2317

Melody sighed as her father's dark blue SUV pulled away from the curb and drove off down the road leading to the entrance gate of U.S.A.E.I.'s grounds. It had been two weeks since her family, which she included Nathan and his family in, had celebrated the two childhood friends' acceptance to the Hero Training Program at the Forge...as well as the highly publicized fall of All-Might. Even across the Pacific Ocean, the shockwaves of his retirement shook the very foundation of Hero culture. In the little time since that fateful night, the crime rate in the U.S. had risen four percent higher than it had been in three decades. Despite this, Melody had been lucky enough not to be caught up in another incident and, having gathered her resolve, decided to move into the dorm houses on the school's property. While the dorms were usually designated for those who lived too far away from the school to commute, they were open to any student in either the Hero Program or the Support Technology Program. In total there were four buildings, two for each gender, with Support and Hero students separated as well. Inside the buildings, the layout was decided by seniority. The senior students got the top floor, juniors the third, sophomores the second, and freshmen were given the ground floor.

Coming to the decision to move to the dorms had not been an easy one for the teen. Her father had taken quite a bit of convincing, but in the end, he relented and helped her pack. The morning she was to finally move in was met with overly dramatic tears, hugs, and last second mind changes from her father...and maybe a bit from herself as well. It hadn't taken long to move all of her belongings into her new dorm room, though it was a challenge moving it through the crowded hallways. In terms of possessions, the school had provided furniture and appliances so Melody really only brought her very limited wardrobe, she'd never been one for shopping, and a few personal items, a picture of her mother and her as a toddler, a small book on famous Heroes she'd read a thousand times that had been a gift from her grandfather, and of course her cell phone. To her disappointment, the room looked a bit barren, but she'd resolved to try and find a few posters of her mother and grandfather to cover the walls...maybe one of Oddball as well.

When the time came for her father to say goodbye, he'd been even more dramatic than he had that morning and loudly proclaimed "MY DARLING MELLY IS GROWING UP!", scaring a fair few of her fellow students and earning the ire of said 'Darling Melly'. She quickly hugged him and said a hushed goodbye before pushing him back towards his car. As his car vanished around the corner a feeling of melancholy overtook her and she dragged her feet back inside the dorm, not even bothering to open the door, simply shifting into her Wraith form. However, this turned out to be a bad idea because as she phased through the wall she was met with a cry of shock and fear. A girl, clearly startled by her unconventional entrance, tripped backward and landed on her rear with a wail of surprise. The brown-skinned girl had green eyes, tan-colored hair that reached the middle of her back, and perhaps most noticeably, longs silver ears that greatly resembled antennae. "Oh dang! Sorry!"

"It's okay! I'm okay!" The girl said, quickly getting to her feet and staring at Melody with a weird look in her eyes. "Was that your Quirk? What's it called? What does it do? Why do you look sorta scary?"

"Uh," the redhead droned, uncertain how to reply to the rapid-fire questions. "Yeah. It's called Wraith. Uh...it allows me to phase through stuff, and that's just how it's always looked."

"Interesting. That'd probably be a pretty good rescue Quirk if the ones you're rescuing don't get too spooked by the look of it. Might not be the most combat-oriented power though," the brown-haired girl rambled. As soon as she'd started her rant, she cut herself off and held out a hand towards Melody. "Andi Ena."

Andi Ena

Her Quirk: Antennae Ears

Using her antenna-like ears, Andi can both receive and emit radio waves on varying frequencies. However, she mostly uses her Quirk to listen in on other people's conversations.

"Melody Halloway. Nice to meet you," The redhead greeted with a smile. Just then another voice shook the entire dorm house.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE MY HEADPHONES!?" Melody paled considerably at the sound of the female voice and shook her head. 'That sounds like the girl I ran into on the day of the Entrance Exam. I was kinda hoping she'd failed or been put in a different class. Is that bad? Am I a bad person?' Before she could continue her mental dialogue, the originator of the voice came stomping out of one of the hallways branching off the main hall wearing an orange muscle shirt covered by a pilot's jacket, with her magenta hair wild and untamed. She glared around the room for a moment before her eyes landed on Melody and Andi. The bright red orbs seemed to glow with hatred for a moment and she charged at them. Up close, Melody could make out a small, thin scar crossing over the girl's nose that she hadn't seen from a distance. "WHAT THE HELL IS THE CRYBABY'S KID DOING HERE!?"

"Oh...um, I'm Melody. Nice to meet you?" The redhead said, extending a hand with a strained smile on her face. Unsurprisingly her hand was slapped away.

"Piss off. Listen up, stay the hell out of my way and we won't have any problems, capiche?" Without waiting for an answer, the girl continued her rampage, leaving a relieved Melody and an astounded Andi.

"What was that about?" She asked.

"I dunno. I think she has some sort of problem with my mom. Not entirely sure, though. By the way, have you already finished moving in?" The redhead questioned. Her companion nodded happily and practically dragged Melody to her room, which was located on the other side of the floor from her own. As soon as the wooden door flew open, the two were assaulted with Hero posters, a few scattered comics and books, and around ten to fifteen model spaceships, some perfect replicas of a space opera film Melody had seen years ago, hanging from the ceiling. "It's very nice. You're an Oddball fan as well?"

"Of course! He's always been my favorite. The Number One Hero is just a bit too...edgy for me," Andi replied enthusiastically. America's Top Ranked Hero, at least in terms of the overall rankings as he was ranked third in popularity, was a man by the name of Overgrown. His Quirk, Green Thumb, gave him complete control over the growth of plant life. His versitile power, combined with his reportedly strong sense of morals, always had him at the top of crimes stopped list. Generally, he was even at the top of the captured villains list. However, he was a bit of a social recluse and spent much of his free time in a small greenhouse-like apartment in Washington D.C.

"He's better than Captain Celebrity at the very least," Melody replied dryly. The former Number One Hero of America was a very selfish man who thought only of himself and his fame. He saw Heroism as a means to become rich and famous. While the general public had him highly ranked on the popularity charts, his fellow Heroes weren't so keen on his attitude and how difficult he was to work with. He had left to become a top Hero in Japan years ago. When his aspirations came to light, he was shunned by the American People and retired from Heroism not long after.

"Yeah. Oh! Did you see the newest rankings they released yesterday? Crusader was moved into fifth and Aeroblast moved to fourth. Seismos got a massive surge in solved crimes and villain takedowns, so he got bumped up to third," Andi explained. Melody nodded, she hadn't had the chance to watch the Hero Charts get updated the night before, as she was too busy alternating between last minute packing and fending off her father's 'surprise training sessions', which basically involved him attacking her with pots, pans, a golf club, and, at one point, used Anthony as a bat of sorts. Of course, she'd gotten an excited text from Nathan informing her that his father had made the jump from fifteen the vacant tenth spot. To the redhead's surprise, Andi's normal grin twisted into something a bit more conspiratorial and just a little bit creepy. "I got curious when I got here this morning and saw that yell-y girl for the first time. She just looked a bit too angry for her own good, so I might've done some research on her. She's Seismos' daughter. Her name is Clara."

"Seriously? Well...that kinda explains the temper," Melody muttered to herself. Before she and Andi could start up another topic of conversation, another familiar voice called out to them.

"Melody!? You made it in!" The redhead turned and was greeted with the wide smile and black eyes of Kira, the girl who she met at the Entrance Exam. Unlike that day the girl with multi-colored hair was dressed in a loose-fitting red hoodie and faded blue jeans. Her enthusiasm was clearly still the same.

"Hey Kira, How's it going?"

"Fantastic! I just got finished unpacking, but I then this really loud girl started shouting and made one of my posters fall off the wall. She seemed rather pissed about something," Kira spouted, the words exiting her mouth at speeds almost too quick for Melody to follow.

"Yeah, that's Clara. She seems a bit...hot-tempered. Oh, Kira, this is Andi. Andi, Kira," the redhead said, gesturing to each as she said their name. Almost immediately the two began talking at supersonic speed about anything and everything, not even noticing when Melody slipped away and began the walk across the ground floor to get to her own room. She never did make it though, as she was called by a girl with rough, reptilian skin, blood red hair done up into a mohawk, and a reptilian snout sitting on a couch in the living area with two other girls.

"Hey! Are you Class FH2?" The reptilian girl called. As soon as Melody nodded, she was waved over. Taking a seat she took a moment to observe the odd trio. Sitting to the left of the reptilian was a girl with blonde hair that curled slightly at her shoulders and small, but sharp green eyes. She wore a purple tank top and Melody was surprised to see six, thought two were just barely visible beneath the straps of the top, small metal holes embedded into the girl's chest. While on the right was a particularly small girl with light brown hair and droopy brown eyes. She seemed to still have a bit of baby fat on her, but the redhead could not see any distinguishable sign of a Quirk. "My name is Diana. This is Rylee and Hazel. We're in FH2 as well."

Diana Suharto

Her Quirk: Komodo Dragon

Pretty self-explanatory, she can basically do anything a Komodo Dragon can do. Her skin is ultra thick, she can 'smell' with her tongue, and has a venomous bite amongst other things.

"Hazel Camellia Aria, it's very pleasant to meet you," the tiny girl said, standing to bow slightly. The other girl stayed silent, but nodded a greeting to the newcomer. "I believe we were discussing our expectations for the first day of classes, yes?"

"Yep, it's just the first day, so I wouldn't expect anything too difficult," Diana stated, placing a scaled finger against her chin. The quartet continued discussing this topic, though it seemed as if Melody and Diana were to most vocal as Hazel and Rylee seemed content to stay quiet. Soon enough, Kira and Andi joined them. Five of the six girls in Class FH2, Clara had vehemently refused to join them, sat in the small leisure area of their floor for hours on end talking about their respective lives, Quirks, and what they expected from this class. As the sun was beginning to set, their topic of conversation turned to something a bit more serious than their previous ones. It was Kira that first posed the subject.

"So, why do you all want to be Heroes? I want to be someone who can save others!" The multi-haired girl proclaimed loudly. Andi was the first to answer, having finished her thinking the quickest.

"It may seem a bit selfish or stupid...but I want to be remembered. I want to do something huge that'll get my name into the history books among all the other great Heroes," She said shyly, obviously a bit self-conscious about her answer.

"That's not selfish. No one wants to be forgotten, even if its inevitable for some. My mom always used to say 'the best Heroes are the ones who history leaves behind'," Melody said, her voice taking on a slightly heavier tone when speaking of her mother. Seeing all eyes on her expectantly, she chuckled nervously. "Sorry about being preachy."

"Your mom, eh?" Andi grinned suddenly and slung an arm over the redhead's shoulders. "Now I know for sure. Clara said something about you being 'Crybaby's kid', plus I know that quote. You're Teardrop's kid aren't you?"

"Teardrop? The former Number Three Ranked Heroine?" Diana asked, her small eyes widening slightly. Melody nodded, looking a bit uncomfortable, so Kira tried to steer the conversation back to where it was.

"Why do you want to be a Hero, Melody?" Thankful for the change in subject, she wasn't quite used to speaking about her mother outside of her own home, much less around strangers. She took a moment to think about her response before something came to her.

"I want to be a Hero that can rescue people from even the worst disasters. That's what my Quirk is best at, so why not try and be the best at it, yeah?"

"Bullshit. You'll probably just be another reject. 'The best Heroes are the ones history forgets'? That's the biggest load of crap I've ever heard." It was Clara. She stepped out from the small kitchen area with a bowl of some sort of pasta and smirked at Melody. "Well, my father always said 'How can you ever save someone if the only face you show them is blotted with tears?' Do ya know who he said that about?"

"Clara! That's enough!" Kira growled, jumping to her feet. Suddenly the air in the room got much hotter and an almost demonic red glow began to emanate from the girl's black eyes. However, this only seemed to egg the more muscular girl on and she set her bowl down on the counter before walking over and standing inches away from Kira's face.

"What was that, jackass? Why don't you sit your weak ass down before I put you in the dirt, sound good?" The rest of the room seemed frozen at the sight of their classmates preparing to come to blows, with the exception of Melody, who stood up and pushed the two apart, which was much harder than she expected. 'What the hell does Seismos feed this girl? Jeez.'

"Knock it off, you guys. It's probably time for us to turn in for the night anyway. We've only got a few days until school starts to get acclimated to our new home. Besides, the training facilities open up tomorrow, so if you want to blow off some steam just go and blow some stuff up, yeah?" Melody spoke hesitantly, trying not to escalate anything. For a moment it seemed the two hadn't paid her any heed, but then Kira sighed and turned back to the other girls with a grin.

"Melody is right! Plus I'm am tired from moving!" She proclaimed, not actually showing any signs of fatigue. Clara huffed and stalked off to her own room, while the others took the time to exchange goodnights before returning to their respective abodes. With the near crisis averted, Melody sighed as she trudged through the hall, discovering along the way that her neighbors were Hazel and Rylee. It seemed that because there were only seven female students from Class FH2, they had placed three in this hall and four in the other. Her room was pitch dark when she entered it, hiding the posters of Oddball, an elderly looking man in a massive suit of armor known as Crusader, and a rather large one of her mother in her 'Silent Cryer' costume. 'Except for the wall color and carpet, this place isn't too different from home, I guess. I wonder how dad is doing. He's probably torn Anthony a new one at least twice by now.' Despite the near fight, the new dwellings, and the stress of meeting five new people, Melody fell asleep with a smile on her face.

Purpose of a Hero

That definitely went differently than I first expected. Anyway for the date of All-Might's defeat, here's my explanation (could be very wrong)

According to Google, a typical Japanese school's first term ends July 20 (starts in April) and the U.A. students had a week off before the summer training camp, which lasted three days (if you count the first travel/forest day) and then (SPOILER ALERT) another day after Katsuki was kidnapped. I could be wrong in this but meh, not overly important.

If you have any questions, comments or concerns just review, PM, or email me (That's located on the OC submission page.

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THE TEDIOUS FIRST DAY!