There are a couple of Pov changes throughout, it's confusing so bear with it
Opening Song – Colors by Flow
Opening his eyes only to find himself in his all-familiar blue cell, but…There was a thick fog, that permeated throughout the Velvet Room.
The thickness of it prevented him from looking beyond the edge of his bed. From the corner of his eye, he spotted a blue butterfly fluttering around him. He observed as the small creature flew in circles, leaving behind a delicate trail of light. Ren put out his hand towards the butterfly, which landed on the tip of his index finger.
This butterfly…
I haven't seen this beautiful butterfly since that day… Wasn't there also a…
He examined it closely, entranced by the ethereal aura that emanated from it. Suddenly, a soft female voice echoed in his head.
"Welcome back, Trickster. It seems you have acquired several new bonds. You seem to be on the path to towards Rehabilitation…."
"Who are you…? Where's Igor and the twins…?" Ren asked to the air.
"Answer's shall be given…Master Igor and the ones you call Caroline and Justine have left to fulfill another contract…"
Another contract…? But wait…we have a contract…!
"W-why another contract? Am I not enough…? Is he searching for another Wildcard?!"
A soft laugh escapes her as if a Mother is laughing at her child's innocent question.
"As you have been informed, In the Velvet Room, Space and time, mind over matter has no recognition here. You are so far in Human history, your Predecessors seem to be in the stone age in comparison."
My predecessors….The Fourth, The Third, The Second, and The First…
"The Wildcard carries echoes of the consciousnesses of all of the previous users."
He feels a strange sensation, as his cell is torn apart, and the room is breaking. Pieces are folded and ripped off as if there was a typhoon right outside, followed by a blinding White light. He closes his eyes to protect them from the sudden flash…then darkness…
He was standing now, opening his eyes once again, it was pitch black, with another set of thick fog rolling through. He does several twists and turns, lost in the darkness until he remembers his gift from Igor.
[Third Eye] which activates the All-seeing eye. What was once pitch darkness was now a room.
A form of a ruined conference room to be exact. He walked further into the room, noticing a Pre-quirk aged Tv, with a golden aura around it, not only that but there were also: two weird grandfather clocks, one with a neon blue face, accompanied by a blue aura around it, and one with a pink aura around it. A Blue saber floated alone.
"What is this…" He muttered
"This is the subconscious realm where the previous users can manifest, any new user who receives The WildCard has their consciousness embedded into this subconscious realm." The soft-voiced called out again, the shimmering blue butterfly is summoned between the relics.
"I'm…going be in here…?"
"Yes. Even if you were destined to fail in your Rehabilitation, a part of you will always live on in the Sea of Souls…"
a breath escapes him…
"But… I don't see any failures in your rehabilitation. You are getting closer and closer to unlocking your true potential."
"True potential'?"
"Connections are one of the basic cores of humanity. There is a hidden power in meaningful, sincere relationships. Your power comes from your heart, trickster. The bonds and connections you had made have strengthened your heart, and in turn, increased your power as well. Even now, thanks to your formed bonds, your personas have become stronger. This effect will only multiply with the number of bonds you can create."
"It is now time you went on your way. Keep nurturing your bonds and improving yourself, and your path shall be set before you. May we meet again once you have advanced on your journey, Trickster."
Ren woke up again in a cold sweat. This time, he was greeted by the familiar sight of the attic above LeBlanc. Sweat ran down his shirtless chest, He inhaled deeply and held a breath for a second before slowly releasing it. He reached for his phone to check the time. It was still two hours before his alarm went off. He dropped his head back into the pillow and blankly stared at the rafters above him. It had been a while since the last time he had a dream like that.
"Meowgh" he hears Morgana on his side waking up. "Di-" a yawn cuts him off "Did you have a Nightmare Ren?"
"No…Morgana?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you know what happens after I'm done with my Goal…?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"...After, I'm done with beating the Jester wielder. What becomes of the Wildcard after he dies…? Do I get an afterlife?"
"...You should…w-what brought this on?"
"It's just that I…saw a documentary about an afterlife."
"Hehe, get some sleep. today's the big day…" Morgana says before drifting back to sleep.
"Right…"
That was dumb, Morgana doesn't even know about it. He did say this was his first time in the human world…Great. And He isn't sleepy anymore…
Knowing that your Afterlife is just a shitty Conference room, with the previous users just standing by. Were they even conscious of what has happened….?
He gently shifts out of bed, avoiding waking Morgana up, but that proves useless.
"Getting up already…?"
He sighs, "...I'm not sleepy anymore, I'm going to make a quick breakfast. Then head out."
"Well be careful…"
Giving Morgana a quick ruffle of his head, He stepped away, lazily waving him off,
"Always, and you should stop letting that girl cat sniff you. It's giving me the wrong impression of you…"
"Urgh…bye."
Despite the flux of odd emotions he was feeling, he let a soft smile grow out from within him and nodded.
"Hehe, Alright see you after." He stood up to get ready for school and went downstairs to the still closed café.
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
"Ugh, I'm never gonna get used to this..."
Ren tugged at the tie around his neck for the umpteenth time. He was convinced that, contrary to whatever bullshit Nezu was peddling, this thing was at least a size too small. Or maybe Sojiro just tied the tie wrong? Either way, he hated the damn thing, it was tight, uncomfortable, and he felt like an idiot.
With an exhausted sigh, he hauled his backpack higher on his shoulder and just made his way through the freshman building, looking for room 1-A. He stopped short, as he came upon the enormous door with a red, 1-A, painted on the frame.
Saying that he arrived early was an understatement.
There were no other students in class with him. It had initially taken a long time to locate his class but Ren was honestly feeling relieved. The classroom wasn't anything over the top, nor was it as grandiose as the auditorium from the practical exam orientation.
Ren walked into the class and after a bit of deliberation, decided to grab a seat and sit… in the far back. Where the seat had a number that said 'twenty-one'.
Normally someone with a brain would sit in the front to pay attention to classes and not lose focus, but since he had had Arsene study all of the non-hero-related subjects, he can slack off a bit…and the back of the class is the most prized strategic advantage.
It's also…
(The main protagonist seat…!)
yeah…!
He pulled out his phone and specifically went to the messager app.
Midoryia…
After he received the practical results, Midoryia had called him, saying that he had passed and everything and He was honestly happy for him, but.
What the hell is his quirk…?!
After the Practical exam, walking with Itsuka, they heard about this curly green-haired guy destroying the Zero-pointer with one punch…! And he only knew one green-haired guy.
He was gonna walk with him to school, to fish for information…scummy, right? But when your friend comes back with a Quirk on the day of the U.A Entrance exam arrives. It's kinda suspicious…and it's coming from him, A guy that also got his power randomly and immediately started doing vigilante shit.
He mentally sighed…I'm gonna see his quirk, either way, now that we're in U.A. even if they aren't in the same class.
The door behind him opened, revealing what looked like an honor roll student, who stared at him with minor surprise. "Oh? A student who appeared earlier than me?" he muttered, before shaking his head and walking towards him.
"Greetings fellow student of U.A! I am from Somei Private Academy and my name is Iida Tenya. I hope we can get along!"
Wait a minute…Isn't this…
Suddenly his eyes sharpened. "You!"
Ah, crap…
"Me?" questioned Ren….. Just act dumb act dumb…!
"You're the rude delinquent from the Practical! " Tenya shouted, pointing an accusing finger at him.
Delinquent…?
(That's rude…)
I know right…
"Well hello there, my name is Amamiya Ren," Ren calmly replied, "Nice to meet you," Iida Glare even harder.
"He-hey sorry about that Iida-san, I was just about defending my quirkless friend…" Ren said putting his hands up in a placating manner.
"The quirkless..? Do you mean the Green curly-haired one?" Ren nods. "He's not qurikless. I saw him use his quirk to destroy the Zero-pointer."
Well, that answers my question, It was Midoriya…
"Anyways, I apologize for shouting at you during the Rally." Ren says, and Iida does a bow, saying "I also wish to apologize for shouting at your friend. Let's start over…" He rises back up and extends his hand, which Ren quickly shakes.
With that Situation out of the way.
With a quick nod, lida looked at his choice of seat and rose an eyebrow in confusion, "Pardon me for asking, but you do realize that there are free seats in front of you?" A multitude of seats actually, "Seating yourself this far back would surely be disadvantageous to your education."
Ren nodded, "It's fine, Iida-san. I studied a lot of the material for this year, I should be fine." He said, giving his reasoning. "The less studious should be upfront."
Ida looked somewhat surprised at those words, however, he simply nodded with a smile, "I see, an admirable thing to do. Best of luck to you then, Amamiya."
"Good luck to you too," Ren replied, watching as he walked away and seated himself near the exit of the back door, which was seat number four. It was also somewhat near the back, but considering his outlook, Ren wouldn't be too surprised if the apparent honor student had either thought of the same thing for his classmates or took inspiration from him.
A few minutes had passed and students began filing in, occupying seats all around the class. However several were still somewhat empty, so they spent the time by themselves, staring off into the distance or messing around with their phones. It was understandable, almost nobody knew each other here. It would be awkward to just up and talk to random strangers.
Ren couldn't help but let his eyes wander. He could see all his classmates from where he sat, so he just simply stared at each individual for a bit. There was a guy that had a tail, a pink girl with antennae, a birdman, and a guy with multiple limbs attached with webbing. There were many more different quirks, all good enough to be heroes based on the examination scoring of the school. There was also a second class with the same amount of students too.
I Hope, Kendo or somebody I know is in this class…He sighed, only for something to catch his eyes.
Hold on a minute… Are those floating clothes?
No, it was moving as if it had limbs. A person? A quirk? How would the physics behind that work? Were all the organs invisible too? What about the food that she ate? It was wearing a skirt so saying it was a girl was a reasonable assumption, right? He was half tempted to turn on [ Third Eye ] to reveal its true form…
The sliding of the main door everyone drew his attention away from the distraction only known as an anomaly of nature. Almost all the students had entered from that singular door, allowing two faces to appear in the doorway, both of whom were somewhat passively talking to each other. Both of them acted awkward, as most students would on the first day of school of course, but surely they were making an effort to erase that.
Notably, Ren recognized those faces. It appeared that both of them had also recognized him and spared no time walking towards him.
"Yo, Amamiya!" The familiar Jiro called with a rather relieved look, "Looks like you managed to pass!"
"Hey Hey, Jiro and Sato," Ren greeted. "Congratulations on passing the entrance exam."
"I'm surprised you did pass," Sato mentioned, sending a slightly worried glance over to him, "You did get buried deep in that rubble,"
"And as I said, I don't plan on having any buildings fall on me." Ren shrugged, then smirked, "So did you ready any Romcoms? I could let you borrow some."
Jiro sighed, "Not this again…" she said before taking a seat. Sato Huffed, walking away, also taking a seat.
Ren got up from his seat, "Guess I'll go mingle then…" until the…
The sliding door once more opened–
"One of you shitheads better be the person who stole my place at the top!" they shouted as they barged their way into the room.
Ooooh…Bakugo was the other examinee that I was tied with…maybe I should sit back down…
Ren couldn't help but feel as if he had already found himself in an unfavorable position.
The explosive Tsundere walked in scanned the room, and immediately lay his eyes on the only other person, he regrettably knew. "Amamiya…" He muttered before taking a seat at the front.
(Just wait until he finds out~~)
Let's not…
"Don't put your feet on the desk!"
Instantly, the class's collective attention was drawn away from the door and instead to two specific people. One was Iida, who seemed to be glaring in indignation, at Bakugo.
Well…nice knowing you lida….
"Ah?" The Bakugo growled out, no doubt sending Iida a nasty glare. From where Ren sat, he couldn't see his actual expression, however, something at the back of his mind already began to form a picture of his expression for him. Let's call it years of knowing the guy.
"Don't you think that's rude to the U.A. upperclassmen and the people who made the desk?" Iida berated.
"Not one bit! What junior high did you go to, you side character?" He taunted, no doubt with an arrogant smirk judging from the scandalized face of Iida.
Already an argument at the start of the school year…? Well, I'm sure he just made a world record…
Iida wore shock on his face but calmed himself down to reply civilly. "I attended Somei Private Academy. My name is Iida Tenya."
"Somei? So you're a damn elite, eh?" He taunted, not even bothering to introduce himself in turn. Judging from the way he sneered with arrogance at everyone else in the class, he had no intention to do so. "Looks like I'll have fun crushing you!"
"C-Crushing!?" He blurted in shock at the words of his classmate. "That's cruel! Do you truly aim to be a hero!?" No doubt Bakugo already grew bored of Iida and gazed away rudely with a snort. However, that gaze seemed to focus on something else.
Naturally curious, Ren Followed the Gaze. "It's Midoryia…" he muttered, Impossibly it seems like Midoryia had heard him, now he's waving at him. There's a "You are…" that lida muttered in the background.
Iida Immediately walked towards Midoryia. "Good morning!" Iida greeted, "I am from Somei Private Academy–"
"–I heard!" The nervous Cinnamon roll interrupted.
"– and My name is…" Iida trailed off, no doubt being caught off guard by the interruption. In doing so he stopped his movement and remained frozen like a statue, most likely processing what to do next.
"I'm Midoriya. Nice to meet you, Iida." He greeted with a friendly yet awkward smile.
Iida seemed to gather his bearings but fell silent in silent contemplation.
"Midoriya, you realized there was something more to that practical exam, didn't you?" He declared, surprising some students with the new information, "I had no idea… I misjudged you, I hate to admit it, but you are better than me!"
"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends." –And then a familiar drowsy voice interrupted their antics. Midoriya had peeked over her shoulder downwards to…
Is that a sleeping bag…?
Ren admittedly couldn't see the entire thing from where he sat down, but the voice was loud enough to fully acknowledge who it was.
"This is the hero course." He said, the sound of slight unzipping and loud sucking of a juice box echoed.
Aizawa… what are you doing down there…!?
The students, who had no idea who he was, merely stared down at him in mock horror and shock.
Aizawa shuffled to the front of the class, still clad in his sleeping bag. The moment he stood upright without much effort – miraculously without getting out of the sleeping – unzipped and stepped out of it like a butterfly from a cocoon. Not the best example of considering who the 'butterfly' in question was.
Aizawa took in the looks sent his way by the students that he would be teaching this year. They were all looking at him in more of a state of confusion, after all the teachers here at U.A were all professional heroes and he was somebody that nobody would recognize without his gear on. His disheveled look was haggard at best, completely unpresentable on the media front.
"Okay, it took you eight seconds before you were quiet," He said tired and monotonously, "Time is limited, you kids are not rational enough."
Stepping into the classroom, he gave each student a once over. His gaze lingered on Ren for a short second longer. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta," He said, no emotion save for the few traces of subtle twitching his eye seemed to have, "Nice to meet you."
It seemed like a wave of shock rammed through all of Ren's classmates, each of them sending wary glances at the man.
"Is he okay?" Jiro muttered, glancing at both what he was wearing and how tired he seemed. "Looks like he could use a nap."
"He'll be fine," Ren replied, "He always looks tired."
"You know the guy?" Sato asked in a soft murmur, not willing to draw the pair of tired eyes towards them. However, he failed once Aizawa let his eyes drift once more towards them – or more specifically, him.
Ren contemplated how he should answer that.
"We have an unusual relationship," Ren replied. They always shared a glance at each other, sort of friendly, sometimes not. They were more like acquaintances that meet occasionally, which was true seeing as he had visited Leblanc multiple times to check up on the ankle monitor. That and drink Coffee whenever he was haggard. He's also not sure when Aizawa views himself as his uncle…
"It's kind of sudden…" He said, cutting through the awkward atmosphere, and dragging out a uniform. Primarily blue with a few white and red stripes, uniquely shaped in a similar fashion to the school's logo itself. "… but put this on and go out onto the field."
Ren wasn't sure which made him feel more tired, the odd glint in Aizawa's eyes – or the fact that the Midoriya seemed to notice Aizawa's gaze, with a sigh, Ren grabbed a uniform.
"Quickly now. Change into your gym clothes and head out to the grounds."
They all stood up and shuffled out towards where the changing room was located, Aizawa watching them one by one. As one of the students walked past however he grabbed them on the shoulder and pulled them out of the line. "Can I help your sensei?" asked Ren
"I just wanted a quick word," stated Aizawa as the last of the remaining students left the room."After all, not all students get such special treatment as you."
"Alright, is this because I didn't bring any coffee?" said Ren. His comments caused the smallest of smiles to spread across Aizawa's face, then it quickly disappeared as he 'glared'
"Given your experience, expect to be graded and treated far more harshly than the others. You've got more experience with using your power in the field than the rest of them combined, keep that in mind going forward." Aizawa lectured," And remind me to change your seat, the back suit's you too well."
Yeah….no I like my protagonist seat…
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
Ren shuffled onto the field, pulling and tugging on the fabric of his uniform to stop the odd itching. It was probably nothing, seeing as he hadn't worn something that looked – or felt like this.
"Over here Amamiya!" Sato called, next to him was Jiro shuffling around slightly while tugging odd places on her uniform.
It appears that she too didn't like wearing it. They'd probably get used to wearing it sometime in the future. Ren walked over and joined them
"What took you so long Amamiya?" Jiro asked, "Even the girls changed faster than you."
"I was having some trouble finding my way here. Not many of the staff were around to direct me."
"Seriously?" Sato chimed in, "What about the janitors?"
"I didn't see any around."
Jiro rubbed her chin, "Makes sense if you think about it you know. It's far too early into the day and school year for janitors to have any work to do."
Sato nodded at that, "That makes sense–"
"A Quirk assessment test!?"
The collective cry of the students was enough to draw their attention away from their conversation and towards the tired teacher standing with his back turned. His eyes narrowed in irritation as he picked his ear clean.
"As I was saying before you interrupted me, yes, I am aware that we will be missing orientation. Don't worry about it. If you're serious about making the big leagues, then you can't waste your time on pointless ceremonies. Here at U.A. we teachers aren't burdened with the tether of tradition. I pretty much have free rein to run my classes as I see fit."
There were a couple of muted gasps from the crowd at that, which Aizawa ignored,
Words had died in the gravity girl's mouth as Aizawa said that. Honestly, She was justified in wanting to go to Orientation. After all, unlike Jiro, Sato, Midoryia, Baukgo, and himself, the majority of the students still did not know each other very well.
An introduction to each other would have been a grand idea. The silent murmuring between a few of the students already made itself known.
"If you're going to become a hero, you don't have time for such leisurely events." His words silenced them all, especially so since he hadn't turned to face any of them yet. "U.A.'s selling point is how unrestricted its school traditions are. That's also how the teachers run their classes."
He finally turned to give them a mere glance, but that single look all but screamed at them how much he could care less, "You kids have been doing these since junior high too, right…?" He rose a device containing several words. All of them were things like a long jump, sprint, and other such things. "… Physical tests where you weren't allowed to use your quirks."
"You've been taking standardized tests all your life, but you never got to use your quirks in the physical exams before. The Ministry of Education is still under the misguided idea that we're all created equally, by not allowing those with the most power to excel. It's irrational."
He turned to face Bakugo standing in the front, a stark contrast to Ren who stood behind the group. It wasn't that he didn't want to participate though, it was because he could already see and hear perfectly fine from where he stood.
"Bakugo, you finished tied at top of the practical exam, right?"
"… Yeah." Bakugo blurted out. At that second, Ren could also see Iida widening his eyes in surprise at the notion of Bakugo being better than him.
Aizawa sent a lazy gaze at Ren – no, that gaze was far from lazy. Ren could see the hidden sadistic smirk he held, "You tied at eighty-five points with the brat in the back."
The sea of students had split just like how Moses split the Red sea.
That allowed Bakugo to narrow down on him. His eyes, Ren couldn't deny that he saw his eyes narrowing like a man on a mission…
Considering his history with Bakugo, He knew that he had destroyed enough robots to earn that Eighty-five points. Of course, Bakugo didn't know about the rescue point mechanic, so he would naturally assume that he did the same.
Terrific. Thank you, Aizawa….
"Ignore him, brat. At least for now," He said, for once not referring to Ren as the brat, "In junior high, what was your best result for the softball throw?"
Reluctantly, the seething teen turned away and answered with a rude glare of his own. Not that Aizawa cared. "Sixty-seven meters."
"Then, try doing it with your quirk."
Bakugo snorted, sending a threatening glance at the young Midoriya for a split second, but directing the full force right at Ren instantly after. He stepped into the chalk-drawn circle.
"You can do whatever you want as long as you stay within the circle." Aizawa instructed, "Hurry up. Give it all you've got."
With another competitive and aggressive glare sent his way, Bakugo stretched his throwing arm and stared ahead. "Then, well…"
With movement fit for a professional baseball pitcher, he bent his body back and swung his entire body forward–
A wild murderous look enveloped his visage.
"DIE!"
– and an explosion encompassed his being, blasting the surprisingly intact baseball high into the air, soaring above the low clouds and drifting in the sky only to impact down to the earth like a mini meteor.
"Know your limit first," Aizawa muttered loudly, taking a glance at his machine when it beeped. "That is the most rational way to form the foundation of a hero." He rose the machine, to reveal the total length.
705.2 meters
"Seven hundred and five meters? Seriously?"
"This looks fun!"
"We can use our quirks as much as we want! As expected of the Hero course!"
"'It looks fun,' huh?" Aizawa muttered, an odd look spreading across his eyes. Sheer dread followed for a few seconds, spreading to the students, cutting off all of their future words, and not to mention Ren's contemplation. "You have three years to become a hero… Will you have an attitude like that the whole time?"
The previously sealed and hidden sadistic smirk made its way onto his face, his tired eyes livening whatever prospect he had in his mind fully displaying itself to the entirety of the class.
"All right. Whoever comes in last-place for all eight tests will be judged to have no potential and will be punished with expulsion."
…What?
Ren knew how hard a Hero's career was going to be, but they had three years, it was more than enough time for such a mentality to develop among them.
Ren glanced around, seeing more of the students hyping themselves up, but it was less of a fun time than before. Instead, they were hyping themselves to not fail, to not face the bottom of the barrel, and not allow their dreams to be crushed.
Midoriya seemed to be having an inner panic, grasping at his hand in worry. It wasn't just Midoriya, Iida seemed to be gritting his teeth and steeling himself and even Jiro was fighting off the despair to grow on her face.
Jiro's fear and worry were warranted however, her quirk was related to the earphone cords extending from her earlobes. How in the world was her quirk supposed to help her here? They would honestly be hardly better than when she was allowed to use it.
"We're free to do what we want about the circumstances of our students…" Aizawa declared, raising his hands and clearing away the hair that covered his face. Staring at it, Ren can see the sadistic glee he would draw from the following hours. "Welcome! To U.A.'s Hero course!"
"And as for the second person tied in first place…Ren, you're up," declared Aizawa, tossing another the ball to him.
Fine… I'll play your game Aizawa….
Catching it nonchalantly, Ren stepped up to the circle and momentarily considered his options. He had yet to show off what these people believed his 'quirk' was and this was an event designed to display his abilities. The record at the moment still stood at Bakugo's original seven hundred and five meters.
Ren bounced the in his hand a couple of times before setting in a pitcher's stance, He bent his body back and swung his entire body forward. Cursed energy swelled in his palm…
[Eiga!]
With a thundering sound, the ball was expelled from him, eventually setting in the 500-meter range. He had slightly caught some air, his feet bounced from the ground due to the force.
Aizawa rose the machine, to reveal the total length.
560.9 meters
There was some muttering between the students.
"He has the same explosion quirk?"
"It's a red and black blast."
"It's weaker than the other explosion…"
"This is your best…? Nonsense." Aizawa muttered loudly, taking a glance at his machine when it beeped. "Amamiya do it again, I won't hesitate to expel you…" he said narrowing his eyes, before tossing another ball in his direction.
Fine…Ren Sighed, Time to make your debut…
"Why is Mr, Aizawa picking on him..?"
"Are we all gonna have to repeat our score-!"
"COME!" A sudden strong gust of wind rolls through, as placed a hand to his face. Blue flames envelope where he once stood overtaking his form completely. A deeper voice of laughter is heard from The inferno before dispersing. Arsene folded his wings causing small turbulence of wind, swaying some of the other students…
Everyone stared in awe at the figure floating next to Ren.
"Whoa!"
"What the hell is that?"
"Is that his Quirk?"
"A Stand!?"
He ignored the reactions of his classmates, Ren threw the ball high above him. The Pillager of Twilight caught the ball and straightened his arm at an angle. A vortex of curse energy started to swirl within his palm.
[Eigaon]!
A much Louder explosion was expelled at exorbitant speed, A single blast of force washed over Bakugo and the rest as the ball sailed through the air. it just flew further.
And further.
And further, until they could barely see it.
Eventually getting lost on the horizon.
Aizawa turned and displayed the number. "1066.3 meters" reading from the ball tracker.
Bakugo blinked, but the number remained the same. 1066 meters, a full three hundred ahead of his score. Also an Increase of 500 meters from his previous score! His jaw dropped open, his eyes as wide as plates. The extras behind him cried out in surprise.
"W-wow that's strong," said that tape dude.
"That's awesome!" The invisible girl chirped.
"Well he got first in the Practical I was in, so it's not too surprising" Octopus arms added with his… arm-tentacle mouth.
Bakugo struggled for breath. His lungs felt like they were full of liquid concrete. There was no escape, no denying what he had seen.
The Bastard… was stronger than him. He beat out his Explosion, with own his Explosion…!
And is that a fucking Stand…!?
Back with Ren.
(And that is how you make an Entrance…Learn from it….)
Oh, fuck you…
Arsene vanishes in a blue blaze, and Ren returns to the group of students.
"That was amazing, Ren!" Midoryia welcomed him.
"Thanks…but I'm more excited to see your quirk."
"Uh, well I…" He trailed off.
"Don't wanna overshadow everyone else, huh?" Ren said playfully. "Don't overthink it. Just give it your best."
"But…where did the stand come from? Your Quirk was just an explosion one wasn't it?"
(Since he's your friend, I'll let him live…)
Ok…?!
Ren rubs the back of his neck, "Yeah sorry about that but I've been having him all this time…" Midoryia's eyes widen.
"N-Not that I was trying to keep it a secret from you but I was still adjusting to having powers at the time, and I know how much of a quirk enthusiast you are."
"If you're done holding the class up, get back in line and listen…" Aizawa's voice cut through
"Aye Sir!" they both stiffen and shouted.
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
As Ren watched Iida Tenya line up for the first test alongside a frog-like girl, he could only sigh in silent contempt. Minutes prior, a few of his classmates had complained about the punishment with vigor, but the man's singular reason was somewhat justified.
"And natural disasters are?" He retorted on the spot. "Highway accidents and Villain Incidents? Calamity is always lurking around the corner. The world isn't fair, and it is a hero's job to correct that and make it fair. For the next three years, U.A. will be throwing constant adversity upon your shoulders to ensure you go beyond your limits. To surpass them and ascend to new heights." He had a smirk, gesturing to them to come.
"So bring your A-Game." He taunted, beckoning students to take a step further with his finger, a sickeningly sadistic smirk once more taking shape. He pocketed his hands, gesturing to the students. "Now then, we've done enough talking. It's time we begin."
Was Aizawa always this… sadistic…?
Ren realized that Aizawa was gazing more at both him and Midoriya. Why his nervous friend, he didn't know.
"On your mark…" The little robot voice echoed "Get set…"
BANG
The sound of a false gun barrel boomed, signaling them to start. As soon as they did, Iida bolted from his starting position at an Incredible speed.
3.04 seconds, that was Iida's score. The frog girl had gotten 5.58 seconds. Considering that this was a fifty-meter dash, those scores were respectable.
He glance at all of his classmates, more specifically at the invisible anomaly that had the physical abilities of a normal human, yet would excel in all stealth-based operations… which made it all the more confusing that Aizawa would expel the lowest student.
Ren sighed and shook his head. If he wanted to pass this so-called 'test' that Aizawa made, then he would have to focus.
Aizawa didn't let his sadistic smirk fade from his face. He had been through a literal mountain of paperwork from all the examinees yesterday, which had only been completed and compiled today because of a blasted broken printer.
Admittedly, he was happy to take out his stress on his students, which was legal because the government had decided that professional heroes knew what was best for their students. So all of their actions were mostly overlooked, so long as the results they produce were what they wanted. This was also partly the reason that U.A. had been given a substantial amount of monetary benefit. They got what they invested for, so they invest more for more. It was as simple as that.
That, and he still felt a migraine from the drinking he did a week ago so he was crankier than usual.
What wasn't so simple, however, was the fact that Nemuri's brat walked onto the path, ready to take his turn for the fifty-meter dash. Aizawa wasn't sure whether he enjoyed the look that took shape in his eyes.
"Don't hold back again," Aizawa said, sending a cold stare in Rens's direction.
To his credit, he did not back down but narrowed his eyes as he walked to the start.
The false blast of a gun echoed…
… and then he ran.
When Aizawa meant ran, he meant that the brat dug his feet into the ground and pushed himself forward like a cheetah. He ran in a low crouch position, at his feet were the rainbow puddles of paint that Principal Nezu noted during the interrogation.
(A/N: The running Animation Joker has in Smash.)
Unique imagery aside, Ren passed the finish line, and the eyes of his students slowly widened.
4.29 seconds.
All achieved without a speed quirk, which just screamed the brat's natural athleticism, or was it?
As for the rest of the students…
Uraraka Ochako got a 7.15, thanks to using her Quirk on her clothes. Creative, but she has used her quirk on her entire body to be more effective. Without getting as queasy too. Her partner, Mashirao Ojiro got a 6.91. Room for Improvement could strengthen that tail of his.
Aoyama Yuga was a bit of a peacocky-pratty mouth, but he used his Navel Laser well enough during the dash. 5.51 seconds. And Ashido Mina is in great shape, being right on his tail and passing with a 5.40.
Testing their Quirks to their limits allows him to see their room for growth. That will always be tied to how they utilize their abilities.
Next up, Midoriya and Bakugo. They started and-
"Turbo!" Bakugo was racing down the lane, the blasts from his hands propelling him to a 4.13. Impressive fits with the film he watched of Battle Center A's Practical Exam. Midoriya not so much. 7.02. Well, at least he was in shape.
Aizawa sighed as he took slow yet heavy steps towards the gymnasium, "That's everyone right? Prepare for the grip strength test."
Second Test: Grip Strength.
Ren looked down at the hand-held device. The objective was simple: Grip as hard as you can to measure out the highest score. He saw many other students gripping there's, Sato, being allowed to eat some cupcakes for his quirk. He got a sugar high thanks to his quirk, and went over 700 kilograms! He noticed some students gather around Shoji Mezo, with nearly 540 kilograms from his gripping.
He's confident in his strength in battle, but he was going to have Arsene do this for him.
Get your ass out here…
(So Rude…)
Arsene burst out, the flames causing some of his classmates to back away in shock…
"What the…?"
"I still get can't use to having a stand user in my class…"
Arsene turned to the person who said that, It was a blonde guy with a black streak on his hair, who immediately backed away when Arsene looked at him…
"Leave Him Arsene, I'll just be as confused."
For a gentlemen thief, you sure get ticked off by that…
(You're not the one getting called a motherfucking knockoff…!)
Mmmm…
He held up the device in his hand. The persona snatched out his own to take it, and then firmly gripped it with inhuman strength.
He heard a beep and looked up.
999.99 kilograms.
He took the device from Arsene before he disappear back into him.
"Aizawa-sensei." He lazily looked over as Ren showed the device's results. He then looked down at the phone.
"You're good. Just put it back." Aizawa stated as Ren nodded.
"Okay then... I-"
"Whoa that's a lot of Nines!" exclaimed a girl as she looked over, about to turn hers in when she saw Ren's device.
She had pink skin, pink hair, horns, and bright yellow eyes. She looked like a goddamn alien, and he had seen's freaking shit before.
"Huh? Someone beat my mark?" The muscular Sato walked over, no longer in his sugar-induced craze. "Whoa, that's cool!" He said, impressed.
"Did you get nine hundred and ninety-nine kilos or did the machine break?" Pink Girl mused. The Guy that reminds him of Tetsu Tetsu finished his and checked the score.
"Break? I bet he went beyond that! Seriously, you did more than Sato or Shoji!" He slapped Ren's back, and the boy blushed. "Nice one! Stand Man!"
Oh god…
(See…! You don't like it…!))
"T-Thanks... wouldn't be done without my Sss-Persona." He replied, doing his best to avoid the simmering glare from Bakugo who was gripping his device over and over. Midoryia was looking at him with awe... before looking at his own in dejection.
"Persona? That's a weird name for a stand Ren Ren." Tetsu Tetsu's Clone said.
"Ok, real quick," Ren said, cutting off any more line of questions, Also putting his hands in a timeout position.
"Can I get your name, because I keep calling you Alien in my head and it's getting annoying," he said to the pink-skinned girl.
The girl stared at him, before squealing in delight and throwing her hands happily into the air, "You're my new favorite person!" she yelled, "The name is Ashido Mina, nice to meet ya new best friend."
"You get that reference? Cause like, damn, that movie is old"
Mina rolled her eyes, "Duh!" she said, "Look at me!" she gestured exaggeratedly at herself, "You think I haven't seen the greatest alien movie of all time?"
The Thing would beg to differ…
Turning his attention to Tetsu's Clone.
"And you." He points at the Clone.
"No worries man!" the redhead said with a smile, "Name's Eijiro Kirishima!" Kirishima said pointing a thumb towards his chest.
"Get ready for the next test…" Aizawa's drowsy voice cut through.
Third Test: Standing Long Jump.
Amamiya cleared the sandbox with ease. No surprise there. Arsene's Black wings had aided him in the test.
Only a few others managed to do so as well, including Iida, Bakugo, Aoyama, and Todoroki who scaled the jump using their quirks. Yaoyorozu managed to conjure a javelin and used that to get air and distance.
Fourth Test: Repeated Side Steps.
"Woah, Midoriya."
"Yeah?"
"Look they even let little kids in U.A.," Ren said pointing at a pint-sized student that was using his 'balls' to do repeated side steps.
"Um…Ren, I don't think that's a little kid."
The short student must have heard their conversation because he had stumbled and tripped, stood upright then pointed a menacing finger at them while making a weird face.
"Hey! I'm not a little kid, Stupid, I'm your age," the boy shouted angrily.
"My bad."
"Oh… sorry."
"Just shut up before I punch you both in the balls!"
Ignoring his student's conversations.
There were Silent stares, teeth-gritting, sweat dripping from their brows, The class had been somewhat taking things slow and serious, were now all solely focused on the reality of the situation. Those who weren't as tense were the wild Bakugo brat – who was giving both Midoriya and Amamiya a not-so-subtle glare – and Todoroki, who merely contemplated in silence while giving subtle glances at Ren.
Amamiya did well, Only behind Bakugo and Iida in time and reps. Honestly, he's surprised that Iida's and Ren's Glasses had stayed put.
Fifth Test: Ball Throw.
So far so good. Everyone's been taking their tests and using their quirks in predictable ways, some have shown creativity but that's par for the course. The few class geniuses who can apply these go on to thrive, as do those with unnatural talent.
Todoroki Shoto has been doing alright on his end, getting above-average marks using his ice quirk. Pity he isn't using his fire ability for some reason, but his ice has carried him well enough for the events that mattered.
Bakugo Katsuki was top three easily, in utilizing his quirk to complete the exercises. His Explosion can make him fly over short distances, and the combat purposes can be applied to any scenario. Aggressive and abrasive he may be, but talent is in spades.
and now they are at Uraraka Ochako.
Aizawa saw Uraraka throw her ball and it kept going… and going… and going.
Expected, but at least she had the idea to utilize that. So there's something of a brain behind that dollish face of hers.
The phone came out as Infinite, and Shouta showed it. The entire class yelled "Infinity!?" at once. They really shouldn't be shocked by this. All the girl did was use her head.
"That's amazing! She got Infinity!"
And then there's the dead-last, Midoriya Izuku. It was like seeing a watermelon decompose over weeks, only replacing weeks with minutes and 'watermelon' with 'Midoriya's composure'.
The boy's self-destructive quirk had yet to be manifested, and he was going by on paltry physical feats alone.
"Midoriya, you're up."
Ren Sighed and turned his attention to Midoriya, who stood in the chalk circle and gripping the ball with a conflicted expression on his face.
He still hasn't used his quirk yet…why?
"It doesn't look good for Midoriya if he continues like this." Iida voiced out, reflecting on the thoughts that Ren had.
"Ah? Of course not," Bakugo mused, drawing a small bit of attention, pointing his finger at their nervous classmate. "He's a Quirkless small fry, you know?"
This seemed to shock Iida, who stared in disbelief at the claim. "Quirkless?! Are you not aware of what he did in the entrance exam?"
"Yeah Bakugo, he has a quirk."
"Ah?" Bakugou in turn showed a confused expression, then pointed a finger at him. "Why the hell are you in denial! We have been with that Quirkless Deku for years! He's never had a quirk! And You just got lucky with your 'quirk'"
Lucky….right…
Before Ren could think up of something, Midoryia drew his arm back and–
–threw the ball weakly, letting it lazily fly into the air only to bounce back onto the floor.
What was that…?
There was a presence that he had felt or rather sensed, something different from all that he had felt before… No, it wasn't that different, it was vaguely similar. Similar to what, He didn't know.
There was a familiar sensation from it… but it was different enough.
So then what was it? What triggered this sense of familiarity? Why did it come from Midoriya…?
(It felt like All-Might…)
What…?
(There's no way that I will forget that sensation…it happened on the night of your arrest. You had cast a tetrakarn and blocked a punch from All Might. He completely shattered the glass shield, and a weird sensation ran through me…No doubt, he also felt something off…)
"I erased your quirk." Aizawa's muffled voice cut through.
"That entrance exam was not rational enough…" He muttered, bandages flying over his body as if possessed. While Ren could not see the gaze that he held from here, he was sure that Aizawa was glaring his heart out based on the withering complexion that Midoryia had,
"… Even a kid like you was accepted."
"You erased my quirk–?" The young teen widened his eyes and drew himself back, narrowing his eyes on something on Aizawa's person as if he had come to a realization. "Those goggles… I see! You can erase other people's quirks with your quirk just by looking at them… The Erasure Hero, Eraser Head!"
"Eraser? I don't know him."
"He's an underground hero." Ren had shouted that last bit out, so the majority of their class had learned about their homeroom teacher's identity. Despite the murmuring, however, Ren could only focus on a fact that Midoryia had something to do with All-Might.
"From what I can tell, you can't control your quirk, can you?" Aizawa asked, drawing Ren from thoughts once more. It appeared that the teacher had hit his mark as evident from the step back that Midoryia had taken. Even from here, Ren could hear the jittering of his bones.
"Do you intend to become incapacitated again and have someone save you?"
"T-That's not my intention–" He was cut off when the bandages lashed forward and dragged Midoriya closer to him.
He will never understand how that works, Wasn't his quirk erasing quirks and not… whatever that bandage thing was…?
Aizawa leveled a glare with his hair flying wildly above him, a side effect of his quirk.
"Whatever your intention, I'm saying that is what those around you will be forced to do."
The young teen widened his eyes.
"In the past, there was an overly passionate hero who saved over a thousand people himself and created a legend…" Aizawa proclaimed, "Even if you have the same reckless valor, you'll just be docked and turned into a useless doll after saving one person."
"Midoriya Izuku. With your power, you can't become a hero."
As the deafening silence filled the practice field, Ren saw the despair and confusion that wrought across the nervous Midoriya's face…
The emotions of most of the students across the crowd steeled in response. Not wanting to incur his wrath…
Aizawa let out a sigh and pocketed his hands, his scarf twirling back to normal around his neck as he walked off to give Midoryia some space. He closed his eyes, "You got your quirk back, so give it another go. Let's get this over with."
I can take a lot of shit, but that was fucking overboard, Arsene…
(On it…)
Silently casting all the boosting Spell in his Arsenal.
[Energry drop]
[Tarukaja]
[Rebellion]
[Charge]
[Wind Boost]
[Wind Amp]
[Fortify Spirit]
[Unshaken will]
Ren cupped his hands around his mouth, "Hey Midoriya!" he called out, waving his hand. "Do your best! I know you Can!"
'Well, at least he has one supporter' Aizawa finished applying some eye drops, a much-needed relief for his quirk and for what little sleep he gets, and stared at the green-haired boy.
Izuku was stunned, still processing his friend's speech.
"Yeah! Give it your best!" The gravity girl joined in. "Throw that ball out of the park!"
'What is this feeling? Is this one for all? I feel…Stronger. Almost as if a hood of darkness was completely removed' Midoryia thought, feeling a sensation within him.
Hmmm…He's looking a bit more motivated…was it [Unshaken Will] or [Fortify spirit]...?
Midoriya is rearing back to throw. "SMAAAASH!"
The ball launched into the air as it went so fast that it created a sonic boom that created a whirlwind that forced everybody present to cover their face so that dust doesn't get into their eyes.
Ok, too much wind boost…! Oh nooo my glasses…!
1229.9 Meters!
"Sensei!" Aizawa looked up, and Midoriya was grinning, even with tears in his eyes, and gripped his hand, the one with the broken index finger at that. "I… can still move!"
"This kid…!" The man couldn't hold back his grin. The awe of what had transpired…
'This kid has a brain! Honest to god creativity and intellect! To utilize that self-destructive power for maximum efficiency and minimum drawback. The focus to concentrate such a power to a small point for perhaps multiple uses…'
"Awesome! That's a hero throw if I've ever seen one!" Uraraka shouted with glee.
"Holy crap that's awesome," Ashido gasped in awe. "It flew out like it was fired out of a cannon!"
"But hey, you know the saying!" Kirishima added. "No pain no gain right! Hell, he got even higher than Amamiya! He's second only to you Uraraka!"
Ren is in the background on his knee searching for his glasses. "Alright guys don't mind me…just looking for my glasses" he muttered.
"I-i think I may have found them…" female-voiced said.
Huh…? He looks up to find that hot girl with his glasses on her face.
Bruh…they perfectly landed on her face…
She was a tall girl with long black hair, neatly tied in a ponytail except for a loose strand framing the right side of her face. From what he's seen of her, she usually bore a serious expression and an aura of unassuming confidence. But right now she was completely flustered.
He gets back up, cleaning his knees of grass and dirt. "Well thanks…" he pushed his hair off his eyes.
Time to properly introduce himself. "I'm Ren. Ren Amamiya. I'm the 'Stand-user' guy, by the way." He shrugged, offering a nervous grin. She blinked and then offered a soft smile.
"Yaoyorozu Momo. It is a pleasure to meet you, Amamiya-san."
Hmmm, preppy and proper…
She hands him his glasses, "Fakes?" she asked.
Oh…she noticed….
It's a shame to admit but he's been wearing these fake glasses for a long time now, they have already messed up his vision. Morgana had said there were some materials in Mementos that he crafted to fix his eyesight. Combining those materials with his Glasses would make him have permanent [Third Eye], no more bright golden eyes alarming people at night.
Another quest for another day…
Before he can answer her-
"What the fuck!?" Bakugo charged, his quirk blasting him along. "Explain yourself Deku! You lying snake!"
"Give me sec Momo", Ren said ignoring Yaoyorozu's muttering something about 'Momo already?'
Aizawa sighed. Nothing to be done. Muttering irritably to himself, he readied his capture scarf and focused on the blond. He prepared to fling out the scarf…
[Debiliate]
Before the Infernal, homicidal, rage could be unleashed.
Bakugo instantly sleds across the floor, in exhaustion.
Everybody sweatdropped.
"What- the- fuck!?" Bakugo struggled.
"I'll take them back Now Yaoyorozu," Ren said, taking the glasses back. Momo once again muttered 'Yaoyorozu now?'
"What the heck happened?" Uraraka, the name of the gravity girl he had just learned from Kirishima when he shouted her name out.
"He just ate dirt…" Mina said.
"Don't worry about it guys, part of powers…" Ren said coming towards the fallen Baukgo.
"What- the- hell- did- you- do -to- me?!" Bakugo struggled out.
Ren crouched down to his level "Oh you know, just exhausted all of your energy" he saw some sparks attempting to ignite, but nothing ever came. "You're too exhausted to even use your quirk also jackass…"
"That's enough." Aizawa hissed as Bakugo snarled as he glared at Ren with wrathful eyes. A second passed, and the blond finally stopped struggling.
"Although your contribution was unnecessary Amamiya, patch him up." Ren nodded, he hovered his hand over bakugo [Energy Drop]
Midoryia approached his defender. "Thank you, Ren, I— Ouch!" He held his hand in pain. The sheer explosion of power had left his finger badly hurt.
"You're wasting time. Whoever's next can step up."
Bakugo got back up and swiftly left.
Midoriya took the distraction as his cue to leave. Ren hurried over to join him, as did Iida and Uraraka, and a few others. Bakugo glared after them, his gaze hot with a bitter, burning hatred.
Midoryia's finger was bruised and swollen, a fracture was highly likely.
Ren took his hand. "Let me take a look at it…" He extended his hands and held them close to Izuku's finger.
What the hell? He got hurt by his Quirk…? Or was it because of the massive increase in power…?
[Diarama]
Ren closed his eyes and focused, a green light engulfed his hands. Suddenly, the inflammation and lacerations on Izuku's finger faded away as if they were never there. His patient flexed his finger a couple of times. He had regained full mobility, with no track of any pain whatsoever.
"How did you do that?!" Midoryia asked, mouth wide open.
"I'm a man of many talents," Ren said with a wink.
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
Katsuki Bakugo was annoyed.
No, not annoyed. Annoyed he could cope with it. Annoyed he was used to. Annoyed was a daily occurrence. He was annoyed with mom. He was annoyed with riding the bus. He was annoyed at his old junior high.
He was not annoyed.
He was outraged. He was pissed.
First, fucking Deku of all people made it into U.A. That alone was enough to make his blood boil. But then he somehow managed to throw the ball further than he did. He had put everything into that throw! And yet Deku had outperformed him! Deku!
It was wrong! It didn't make sense! It wasn't supposed to be like this! He was just
Deku! Powerless, worthless, Deku! A Quirkless Ant!
Had he hidden it for all those years? Had he just pretended to be a Quirkless? But then why?
What could he gain from everyone thinking he was a total freakish loser?
Bakugo shivered as his mind ran wild. Was Deku mocking him behind his back? Had he been mocking him all this time? Was this some plot to make himself look good, and Bakugo look stupid?
That lying little snake! He played the long con and Katsuki fell for it hook line and sinker! Like a fool! Like a loser!
Bakugo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. All those crocodile tears, all those wimpy speeches about heroism, all those offerings for 'help'. It was all just a cover for his goal, to rise to the highest level and surpass All Might! And he, Bakugo, was just a stepping stone on that road!
Worse than a liar. A goddamn hypocrite!
And there was Amamiya, that irritating, stupid-plain looking guy, that brought his fucking pet cat to school! The one that all the girls would fucking dropped on their knees just by him looking at them!
How can he be fine with this…!? That Deku was lying to the both of them…wait… Deku had always been closer to Amamiya.
Another shiver ran through him.
Were they both mocking him behind his back…!
Noooo…Even though he regrettably hates to admit it, Amamiya never seemed like that damn type to be mocking him. Even before when that bastard had been quirkless, he'd still show up at his house to play some games or he'll also join in an exercising routine with him.
He was kinda weirded out when Amamiya went to his house one time and said that he wanted to form a stronger bond with him. He immediately slam the door on him, but his mom had heard him.
His Mother liked that bastard for some reason... He even respected the quirkless bastard, he didn't cry about not having a quirk like Deku, at that point he accepted his position in life. Forever Quirkless… until. He got a fucking Quirk!
He's not mad about that, No, he can deal with that. Amamiya at least had the decency to show them his new Quirk, even though that bastard had had hid the part of having a FUCKING STAND!
Amamiya had beaten him in a small scruffle one time. He had his quirk all his Life and then Bastard's quirk was just a week old. That was an early wake-up call…
He trained even harder, he wasn't gonna let a fucking upstart beat him…! Not with something remotely similar to his Explosion quirk!.
Guess even Amamiya didn't know the extent of his powers at the time, so he can give him some leeway.
His powers though…what was their fucking range?! He had his weird explosions, and he can summon a stand, use some fucking voodoo magic where it can drain you of all your energy and also restore it!
How the fuck do you beat that!
His snarl became a devil's smirk. Fine. A challenge. A worthy obstacle for him to overcome to get to the top. All Might faced his challenges with a smile on his face. He would do the same.
'when I surpass you, I'm gonna relish knocking you off that fucking ivory tower of yours!'
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
Then came the sit-ups. Passed with ease. And finally the long-distance run.
Iida and Bakugo blasted in front of everyone else with their quirks, while Ren trailed behind them. He kept up a faster pace than he remembered ever going
Guess All that running around in Mementos has finally paid off…
Iida gave him an impressed nod, and Bakugo sneered. The latter looked drenched in sweat and exhausted, but lida and Ren while sweaty, were holding up just fine.
"If you're done standing around, the final results are in." Mr. Aizawa called out.
Guess this is it, whoever was in last place would be kicked out…
Aizawa pressed a button on the device and the scores were displayed.
Ren looked back and saw Midoryia collapse on the floor after his run. Everyone walked around him, He walked over and gave him a helping hand up.
"T-Thanks."
"Anytime." Ren said before continuing, "I'm sure you did well, You did on that ball throw though," He said before he turned towards the results shown from the holo-projector on the teacher's phone.
1. Yaoyorozu Momo.
2. Bakugo Katsuki
3. Amamyia Ren
4. Todoroki Shoto
5. Iida Tenya.
6. Tokoyami Fumikage.
7. Shoji Mezo.
8. Ojiro Mashirao
9. Kirishima Eijirou
10. Ashido Mina.
11. Uraraka Ochako.
12. Koda Koji.
13. Sato Rikido.
14. Tsuyu Asui.
15. Aoyama Yuga.
16. Sero Hanta.
17. Denki Kaminari.
18. Jirou Kyoka.
19. Minro Mineta
20. Midoriya Izuku.
21. Hagakure Tooru
Ren was ranked third, just below Bakugo.
He turned to glance at the Tsundere, Bakugo then sent a glare and turned away to focus on something else. He turned and walked away, but Ren couldn't help but notice something about Bakugo… in his eyes were anger, hate, frustration, surprise…
Was that a hint of betrayal…? It Doesn't matter…
Looking down at the scoreboard, Ren released a sigh of relief. It was close, but Midoryia managed to narrowly avoid expulsion. He felt a little bad for thinking this, but being completely honest, if someone had to be expelled, he wanted it to be that Mineta guy. Ren was getting some major creepy vibes from the purple pipsqueak, and it's coming from him. The Guy that makes out with female heroes that try to apprehend him…
Yeah, not proud of it…
(Yes you are…)
…..Dammit, you're not wrong…
(I'll think you be good friends with that pipsqueak, a friendship formed from the passion of perversion…)
Anyways…
Jiro was luckily at eighteenth, so she did better than most. Sato reached an admirable thirteenth place, which made sense considering the muscles he had.
"By the way, I was lying about the expulsion." Aizawa blurted out, a crazed grin followed soon after that. "It was a rational deception to draw out the upper limits of your quirks."
There was a moment of silence.
"WHAT!?"
The whole class looked utterly stunned. And as for Aizawa, that had to be the biggest troll grin Ren had ever seen.
To the side, Yaoyorozu sighed. "What, you took him seriously? It was obviously a lie if you thought about it."
Aizawa might have justified his expulsion claim as a lie, but deep down he knew that if Aizawa didn't feel satisfied with anyone's performance – then he surely would have expelled them without question.
While the majority of the students cheered quietly in relief and started some small talk with one another, Aizawa shoved the device into his pocket, "With that, we're done here." He then made to walk away, "There are handouts with the curriculum and such in the classroom. When you get back, look over them. Oh, Midoriya."
The green-haired boy perked up as the dark-haired man handed him a slip of paper. "Go to Recovery Girl. I don't doubt Amamiya's powers, but better safe than sorry. Tomorrow's going to be just hard if not harder after all. Be at your best, ok? That goes for the rest of you too."
Midoriya nodded dumbly as he took the note, and Ren walked up and patted him on the back.
"Midoryia! You did your best and you didn't place last. I say that's a good day." He saw the look on the boy's face. He was still stunned.
Near him, Jiro sighed audibly. "Thank god it's over…" She muttered, "I swear that I passed most of those tests by luck." Ren let go of Midoryia so he can go celebrate in peace and turned to Jiro.
"It can't be helped. Your quirk doesn't seem suited to physical tests."
"Yeah yeah I know that…" She said, but turned to Sato who stood by them, "This must have been a breeze for you, muscles."
"No way," Sato retorted, "I didn't bring any snacks with me, so I couldn't even use my quirk."
"Oh yeah… now that you mention it you were eating chocolate bars during the exam…" Jiro muttered, "So you need candy and stuff to activate it?"
"Yeah, my quirk is Sugar Rush." He began to explain, "It allows me to gain more physical strength the more sugar I take in, but I can't use it for very long."
"Why is that?" Ren asked,
Sato grimaced, "I get dumber the longer I use the quirk. I'm still working on that weakness."
Mmmm…I could cast a Cure ailment spell on him, but it's only temporary…
"There are no long-term side effects, right?" Ren asked.
"Other than cavities? No no, not at all." He replied jokingly, "I'm pretty sure if there were, I'd be dumber than a rock."
Jiro snorted, "Must have been a pain for your mother when you were a kid."
Sato sighed and nodded, "You have no idea…"
The image of a child-like Sato running around with augmented strength, gouging himself in sweets as his mother tried to stop him, was admittedly amusing in its way. Especially the dental bills.
Mina, who was merely walking idly near the three as they conversed, blinked and gazed at her wristwatch, "Ah!" She exclaimed out of her previous silence and broke off into a sprint towards the changing room.
"Don't just keep standing there! Move it guys!"
Sato, who had also stuck with them, broke off into a sprint with a wry smile, "I hear you!"
"Come on Midoryia!"
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
Ren stepped out of the school gates, ready to walk back home.
It was a marginally stressful morning followed by somewhat jovial orientations. Ren sighed and turned to the street,
"Hey wait Ren!" a voice called. Turning around, the stress that the day suddenly vanished, when he saw a familiar mop of ginger hair jogging towards him.
"Kendo, you made it!" she stopped a foot away from him, looking her up and down, she filled out the uniform in all the right places. A smooth pair of legs, and some thick thighs.
"Can say the same for you too! Though, it sucks that we're not in the same class…"
He can very much agree with that, she'll of been a great addition. "Got anybody in familiar in Class B?" he questioned, and she nodded with a smile. "Yeah, Tetsu Tetsu and my friend from Junior High, Yui. Oh, and you'll never believe it but guess who else in my class..!"
"Uhhh... Ryuji Sakamoto…" he randomly shot, shrugging.
"No…Whose that?"
Slight pain in his head makes him clutch his head…"A friend of mine…in Tokyo. Before I moved here…"
"Well, it isn't this Ryuji guy. It's The Charming Prince Detective, Akechi-kun~"
Akechi…
"How's having a local celebrity in class?" releasing his head, he starts to mess with a bang of hair, twisting it around.
"He super nice, half the girls are already in love with him. But you don't have to worry about me Ren, I'm not easily charmed!" she did a pose.
"I don't know what you're talking about…"
"Hey, I told you who I have in my class, what about you?"
"Got Sato, and Jiro, and not to mention my two friends also from Junior High…"
"Wow, lucky…, anyways" She shakes her head, "Wanna walk home together?"
"You're not taking the station…?" he asked but she shook her head.
"No I live near the beach…" she replied pointing towards the way he was also going.
"You're dad's not gonna have a problem…right?" she full-blown laughed and grabbed him by the arm pulling him. "Haha, No…he still thinks you're–"
"Yo Amamiya, you going home?" A familiar voice called. They stopped and turned to meet Jiro and Sato standing behind him with grins.
"Kendo you made it!" they both shouted, she quickly let go of him, and started talking with them.
"Jiro, Sato! How's Class 1A…?"
"The teacher's scary…"
"Kinda mean too…:
"Oh, what teacher did you get?" Kendo asked.
"We got Mr. Aizawa the Erasure hero, Kendo" Ren Informed.
"Really…? We got Vlad King the blood hero"
"Are you guys taking the Station? We could follow you up to the station."
Ren shook his head in apology, "Sorry, I live close by here. I won't be heading to the station, and Kendo's coming with me."
Jiro's smile fell and she nodded, "I see, well good luck to you both. What about you, Sato? Your home nearby too?" He shook his head, "Nope, I can go with you–"
"Hey! Isn't that Jiro and Sato?!"
This time, they all collectively turned to face the visage of the ever bubbly Uraraka, closely behind her were Iida and Midoriya.
Jiro widened her eyes, "Oh wait, weren't you the infinity girl?"
"Infinity girl?" Itsuka asked looking at Ren for an explanation.
"Hi I'm Uraraka Ochaco!" Uraraka then widened her eyes after she registered what Jiro said and stared at her, then turned to Iida, "When did everyone start to call me the infinity girl? First, Iida and then Jiro…anyways who-"
"Her name is Itsuka Kendo, a friend of ours from the Entrance Exam, She's also in our sister Class 1B," Ren explained. Jiro could only nod in agreement.
"I guess…" She clapped in confirmation before looking at everyone gathered, "I was going to invite some friends along, but they're busy so I guess I can bring all of you instead!"
"… Pardon me Uraraka-san," Iida cut in, "I don't believe we follow. Could you explain further?"
She nodded, "You see I won a couple of coupons for a cafe nearby, so I wanted everyone to join me!" She reasoned with a smile as she took out a total of twelve coupons. "Since there are six of us here, we can use the rest later if you want! We can spend the day getting to know each other! It'll be fun!"
Ren initially didn't seem all too thrilled since he already lives in a cafe, but once he took a glance at the coupons he realized something about them. It was a seventy-five percent discount, and they looked familiar.
It seemed like Jiro, Kendo and Sato were on board with the idea.
"Sure we can, it's free food too. Who can turn down free food?" Kendo said, to which Sato nodded.
"In that case, I see no problem," Iida stated positively, "Relaxation at such a venue would certainly be welcome if Aizawa-sensei has a similar lesson planned for tomorrow. It would do well to learn about each other vividly."
"Uraraka, can I see a ticket real quick…" Ren asked, she nods pulling it out and handing it to him. Taking the golden bronze ticket, he examined the ticket only to stiffen. The group must have noticed because they were giving weird looks.
Why….
"Ren is there something wrong?"
"Mi-Midoryia doesn't this name look familiar…." He passed the Ticket to him. He also Stiffened
Why is that name on here…
Uraraka continued, not understanding why Ren and Midoryia were stiff.
"Great! Follow me! It's near down the road."
Why is this a Coupon for Cafe Leblanc….
Ending Song – Friday Night by Sega Sound team
I really hate Long Chapters...but I'm a man of my word. Even better too, because this came out a day before!
Finalized Pairings are. Kendo and Nejire, they'll both be juggled around.
First: We've finally gotten why the damn Story is called Inheritor's Will. The Previous Users finally have the light shone on them. The reason they're two 'Clocks' is that it's both the Male Character and Female Character from Persona 3. Lavenza showed up too. Oh if anybody is wondering, Igor isn't bad.
Second: I have realized that Joker isn't really a WildCard if he's only using Arsene...and to that I'm sorry. You'll just have to wait until season 2...But I have noted that he does have another Persona, though she's currently useless right now. Can't have a Minor driving around in a Motorcycle, yet...
Third: I recently just watched Batman on Hobo, it was good. a different take than usual.
Fourth: We get a closer insight into Bakugo's relationship with the MC. The Top section of his Ranting about Izuku is from a Foreign exchange spider, a Tom Holland spiderman crossover...
Fifth: I apologize to any Asian readers. The Honorifics are fucking Slashed, so forgive me. I am just a stupid Foreigner...
Of course, there are scenes and dialogue mostly inspired by other stories.
As usual, I'm always reading the comments. I appreciate the support.
Next time is Battle Class...