I stood in the squared off arena that us students will be fighting in. Across from me was Shishida.

Our fight was the third fight, Midoriya had won his fight against the boy named Shinsou, who's quirk we found out was brainwashing.

Honestly he was a little disappointing. Since he made that declaration I thought he would show more. But he couldn't even push back when his shorter opponent was forcing him out of the ring.

That's not to take anything away from Midoriya, out of most of the boys in our class he was one of the bulkier ones.

And Todoroki easily beat Sero with his ice.

Staring at my opponent waiting for the start of the match, my nerves were going crazy and I could feel my heart beating faster than it should.

It definitely wasn't because of Shishida. It was more the huge crowd that all had their eyes on me. It felt horrible. And the wait felt extra long even though I wasn't paying much attention to what Present Mic was saying, it felt like he was talking a lot more than when he was preparing to announce any of the other fights.

I didn't think my face shown any of the thought's going through my head. Instead I was just hoping that it looked natural and normal.

But then again, 'It's not like I had anyone at home recording the event for me.'

There wasn't anyone who would replay any of these scenes with the purpose of cheering me on and showing me my first sports festival for the years to come.

I shook my head in irritation.

Stupid thought's like that only made me second guess the whole point of this, which probably would have made me stop trying and just quit.

"And the two hero student's about to duke it out right now are [Gevaudan] of class 1-b and [Ryujin] of class 1-a!" Present mic hollered through the microphone and allowed a moment for the crowd to scream and cheer.

Gevaudan a name shrouded in primal fear and untamed ferocity. Which may explain a point in his life where he couldn't control his quirk.

The name invokes a meaning of an individual who's very existence disrupted the natural order, and that was something that kinda confused me.

Why would he name himself after something like that if his goal was to be a hero? someone who restores natural order in the world.

Maybe, like Deku, he was trying to give the name a new meaning.

"START!"

And with that I rushed in, at blitzing speeds trying to not let him even get the chance to think of attacking.

Shishida's eyes narrow, I reach deep within me summoning a majestic creature with shimmering scales that swirled in front of him blocking his view of me.

I slid under the dragon and kicked his right ankle. He trembled slightly and I pushed myself up and gave a left hook trying to knock him out quickly.

My hand was caught as it was aimed for his jaw.

"This won't end as quickly as it did in the forest." He said while swinging his left fist down only to hit the scales of my dragon.

I backed away, my dragon following in a swirling motion.

The crowd were roaring and chanting at the first exchange between us. This was already nothing like the first fight they all just watched.

This time Shishida had rushed forward and swung his fist towards my face.

'Not fast enough.'

I dodged out of the elbow and grabbed his outstretched arm and nimbly twisted my smaller body over his larger arm and kicked his head.

And the crowd roared.

'He's right, this fight won't end as quick as the one in the forest...'

My dragon moved and used it's great force to push it out of the ring.

'...it'll end even quicker.'

--

"That was great Yoshimura."

I looked up in the halls to see Midoriya praising me after he walked out of the recovery room.

I never really spoke to him so I didn't really know what to say to him.

"Thanks. You did great too I guess."

He looked a little flustered at that and looked down at his feet.

I could tell why looking at who he was going to fight next. Todoroki.

If I'm being honest I don't even know if I can beat him. He's strong. And he's even got his fire that he just refuses to use for some reason.

I've saved up a ton of energy by only using small dragons in the earlier rounds and using them sparingly so that fighting against powerhouses like Todoroki and Bakugou I can pull out bigger and more powerful ones.

After my next fight with Ibara Shiozaki I'd fight with either Iida or Ashido. I didn't really think I'd lose to any of them but then I'd have to fight against Todoroki.

"Well Midoriya you're one of the people in the class with a better chance against him so just go out there and put on a show."

What the hell was I saying. Put on a show.

I wanted to roll my eyes at how cringe that sounded. He did have a lot of power but he broke his body whenever he used it.

So how would he really beat Todoroki?

"Thank you. And I will do my best." Midoriya said that with a look of determination and his fists clenched, he looked like he had more to say but kept quiet and just turned around and moved out of the way.

I made my way back to the another area in the building. It was close enough to the noise so I could still hear Present mic. He was too loud, and for an event like this it would be hard to not hear him if your anywhere near the building.

I didn't really have the energy to be speaking to anyone right now. I just wanted to be alone, so I sat down against a wall keeping quiet and listening out for anyone who may be near.

Not sure what I was actually doing here I just sat down and took out my phone.

Flipping through random posts that were mainly about the sports festival that was going on today I got bored of that and looked through my camera roll.

Being the person I am, I didn't have many pictures on it. Most of the photos that were in my camera roll were from Haruka taking them or some events that happened.

And then there were the odd few that I just kept backing up onto my phone.

Pictures my mum took and some which were framed. I couldn't get all of them since I didn't have whatever phone she was using at the time.

But in some of them that I was in I just couldn't remember what the time was like then. And I wasn't at an age where I would forget that stuff. Everything just went blurry, sometimes I would make up scenarios in my head.

Ones that made her to be the kindest person in the world. And some that made her to be the most evil person. Someone that I'd hate.

I laughed slightly at that.

My phone buzzed and it was a message from Kaminari.

Midoriya lost.

It took longer than expected, so I'm guessing he must have pulled something out of the bag.

Kaminari then asked where I was.

I thought of ignoring the message but decided against it as it would be rude and he's just checking up on me.

{On my way.}

--

"Well I lost my fight." Kaminari said but there was no hint of sadness or shame in his voice.

"I didn't expect any less since you were fighting a girl." I told him.

"Hey have some more faith in your pal." he said with a little dejected voice.

I waved my hand ignoring him and sat down looking at the two opponents fighting now with massive ground shattering explosions and angered viewers.

"Bakugou's sure going a little too hard on her no?" Kaminari asked. But I don't think he was actually looking for an answer.

"Not really." Kaminari looked at me and I could feel stares from behind me and caught some other people from my class and even some in class b staring at me with surprise.

"It's a tournament where we all want to reach the top so anything goes really, other than maiming or killing the opponent. And she know's what she signed up for, so if she felt it was too tough for her she'd scream out to surrender."

Kaminari didn't really look satisfied with the answer, I couldn't really tell what he was thinking.

Some of the people who were staring and listening to the conversation showed indignant looks and some just tuned out while whispering that what I was saying was stupid.

What really looked stupid was the heroes in the crowd trying to shame Bakugou while they were obviously trying to look like the better person, not defending Uraraka out of any real worry.

"I still think he's going way too far." Kaminari said while leaning back in his chair and folding his arms across his chest.

In the end of the day, to me it didn't really matter. I was mainly thinking of a way to beat Todoroki. And now even Bakugou.

Actually Bakugou seemed like the bigger threat. He shown much more versatility and creativity, Todoroki just shown large glaciers of ice to try and quickly take down opponents, nothing else. But that may be because there was nothing he needed to show.

Paying more attention back on the arena I was genuinely surprised to see Uraraka's attack start to fall down on Bakugou.

And it was smart, she had used her quirk on the platform so that when Bakugou had blasted it up into the sky it would stay there, and Bakugou had no presence of mind to think of where the debris had disappeared to.

Most people hadn't.

And just for that brief moment, she had a look of hope on her face. The debris was all raining down on Bakugou's still frame and it looked like he would have lost.

But he wouldn't let it end like that.

Bakugou had pointed his hand up to the sky and he let off a massive explosion which had destroyed the the falling debris and left nothing in the end to fall on him.

'Wow.'

And just like that all her hopes are gone.

The explosion had blasted her so far back that she had already gone past the line.

She was disqualified and she had lost.

But it was a great loss that no one would look down on her for.

Bakugou had a look of content that was still laced with anger but just stuffed his hands in his pockets as his win was announced.

He slowly started to make his way away from the center of the stadium ignoring the boos he was getting and the stares of judgment and just kept his head staring straight in front of him until——

"BANG!"

The thundering sound of what was clearly a gunshot rang out.

It seemed to create a shock of silence in the crowd for a few brief seconds. Quiet, the crowd grew so quiet.

So quiet that the silence was broken by the deafening thud of the ashen blonde boys body falling to the ground.

The scene that stood frozen and etched into the minds of the people stuck in this dense atmosphere was abruptly sliced through.

And the first scream of panic signalled the greater majority of the crowd to do the same thing.

And now eyes had now left the body of Katsuki Bakugou laying in a slowly forming pool of his own blood.

I hope you enjoyed.